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“You were so brave,” he whispers, his voice full of pride. “I’m so proud of you, princess.”
I smile shyly and lean in to kiss him. He kisses me back, sending me all the love he has for me through that simple gesture before pulling away and sitting next to me on the bed. He takes me in his arms, rests my head on his chest and strokes my hair.
“Everything will be fine, angel. I promise you.”
I nod again, wrapping my arms around his waist. I'm scared, but everything will be okay because he'll be by my side. Mattheo will keep his promise, and everything will be fine for us.
I trust him.
CHAPTER 31
Aelys
Finally, I pull away from Mattheo's arms and look at him to see that he doesn't understand why I'm breaking our embrace. I laugh softly and kiss his cheek before getting up and heading towards our dorm's closet.
“What are you doing, angel?”
“I'm going to take a bath.”
“Oh.”
I walk to the bathroom and glance over my shoulder. He looks at me with a slight disappointed pout on his handsome face and I smile.
“Well, aren't you goingto join me?”
In a few seconds, he's up and pushing me into the bathroom. I laugh and watch him fill the tub with warm water. He adds bubbles and smiles at me, proud of himself. I roll my eyes playfully and place my pajamas on the counter. My hands reach behind my back to unzip the robe, but Mattheo stops me.
He opens my dress and lets his fingers trail down my spine as the fabric falls to the floor, leaving me in my panties and bra before him. I shiver under his touch, unbothered by the calloused feel of his fingers. His head moves to my neck as his free hand pushes my hair to the side to expose my skin. His soft lips begin to place wet kisses on my shoulder and down to my neck, making me moan softly. I feel him smile against my skin and I gasp as his hand moves to my hip, slowly moving down to my stomach.
“If I remember correctly, your period is over, isn't it, princess?” He mumbles while still pressing his lips to my neck.
I nod and his other hand moves to my throat, squeezing lightly. My lips part and I feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I love it when he's dominant.
“What did I tell you, princess? Use your fucking words,” he spits in my ear in a commanding voice.
“Yes.”
He hums in approval and gently bites my earlobe before returning his attention to my neck, letting his tongue lick the skin before nibbling at it. I moan again and clench my legs as I start to get impatient. His right hand is still on my stomach, motionless except for his thumb stroking my skin, while his left hand maintains its grip on my throat. I know what he wants. He wants me to beg for it.
“Matt,” I moan as he starts sucking hard on my neck to leave his mark.
“What do you want, princess?” He mumbles, placing a wet kiss on the fresh hickey to soothe my bruised skin.
“Fuck me. Please,” I whisper back.
He groans at my words and presses his body harder against mine. I immediately feel how hard he is and bite my lower lip in anticipation.
Suddenly, he pulls away, his hands leaving my body, I turn to look at him in confusion. He grins devilishly and tilts his head toward the tub.
“Get in the tub, princess.”
“But-”
“I said.. Get. In. The. Tub,” he cuts me off, his eyes darkening and his jaw tensing.
A wave of excitement washes over me and I quickly strip off my panties and bra, then sit down in the tub. I watch him through my eyelashes as he begins to take off his tie. He throws it across the room and takes off his belt, the metal clinking as he drops it to the floor beside his feet. He kicks off his shoes and slowly unbuttonshis shirt.
I squeeze my thighs together, trying to ease the ache in my pussy, begging for his touch, my eyes never leaving his. He grins devilishly when he notices. Once all the buttons are undone, he strips off the fabric and throws it somewhere in the room. Honestly, I don't know where, and I don't care. His pants also hit the floor, his fingers slid under the waistband of his boxers, tugging them lightly without removing them.
