Chapter Fifty Three
I did need my mother’s visit more than I thought I did and after that, I was finally calm. enough to fall into a restful sleep.
I didn’t know how long I slept, but something awoke me; I felt like I wasn’t alone in the room. I snapped my eyes open to see Thane watching me, like practically sitting on a stool close to the bed and watching me like a complete creep. Thane was the last person I expected to see.
My heart slammed fast against my rib cage, threatening to escape the walls.
“You scared the living day light out of me, Thane,” I said. He didn’t say anything, still staring at me with those dark amber eyes. Could I still be dreaming?. I pinched myself to make sure. I did feel that. This was no dream.
“I like watching you sleep,” he said, as if just realizing it. “I like so many things about you. I like when you are shy and embarrassed, but what I love most is watching you in tears. You cried for me, and it was a fucking turn–on.”
“That’s very creepy Thane, even for you.” He was turned on by my tears; that’s very disturbing and twisted.
“But you
don’t know me,” he says.
“You need to go to the healers.”
“Why do y
you worry so much?”
“I didn’t expect the punishment to be so brutal, you should have warned me so I would be more prepared,” I said, though I didn’t think anything he would say would prepare me fr that. I watched him, prying to see any form of discomfort or pain in his features, and found none. He must be very good at hiding it.
“I didn’t plan on making you watch Riley; I knew it would affect you.
“It would have been worse staying here, left with my very unkind imaginations.”
“No, it wouldn’t be worse,” he said, and he was right, but I wouldn’t agree to it.
“You really need to go to the healers, Thane,” I said seriously, seating up. But he only chuckled.
“I don’t need that; do you want to know what I truly need?” he asked
“What?”
“I want to fuck you, Riley; that’s all the healing I need.”
I chocked on my own saliva. Why does he always have to be so… raw?. Heat pooled between my legs.
“Seriously, Thane?, you’re injured, and this is all you can think about?”
Chapter Filty Three
+25 BONUS
“I heal fast, Riley. You won’t understand,” he said, and I don’t know if I should feel insulted, yet I did believe he was hurting. The fact that he had put on a shirt over the scarred skin bothered me more than it seemed to bother him.
“Can I see?” I asked, knowing he would turn me down.
“You want to see my injuries; I bet it would entertain you.
“I only want to see how bad they are.”
He pulled off his shirt, and I noticed it was slightly stained with blood. I rose from the bed, circling him to get a good view at his back, and I gasped. The burns and the wicked–looking marks were still there, and just by staring at them, I knew they hurt deeply, but it wasn’t as bad as it had been the last I saw them, and I knew the whips hadn’t ended after I left; he must have… healed. It was strange that he healed so fast; it had only been hours.
“You do heal very fast,” I say. “I’m so sorry, Thane.”
“Riley, I didn’t do this for you,” he said, and I inhaled sharply.
even i
“You fought Slade off; he would have done worse to me. Thank you, you act like a…”
I had almost called him a dick to his face.
“I wish you had completed your sentence,” he said, and for some reasons I knew he meant it. What would he have done?. “I want to know” he began, “Did you feel offended when I sent Axel in to have you?” he questioned. Offended? Not really. It wasn’t exactly shocking.
“He didn’t do it,” I said.
“I know that, but he could have, and you would have to comply; does that madden you.
“No, Axel is… fine.”
He nodded gently, as if pleased to hear that. “I wouldn’t mind you going to him to satisfy your needs.” i
“Really?”
“Yes”
“Does this mean you’ll go back to Beatrix?” I questioned, I just had to know.
“Not now,
not soon,” was his only reply.
