I rolled my eyes and pushed at his shoulders. “Move. I’m gonna look in a mirror.”
“Not yet. I want to put some stuff on it first.”
“After I check it out.”
“No.” His response was stark. But then, I was used to him and his ways.
“You can’t order me around, Leo. You know what happens when you do.”
“I do?” His left eyebrow cocked up.
I hooked my arms around his neck and pulled his head down. I took his mouth and relished his surprised moan when my tongue met his. When I was sure his focus was entirely on me, I kicked with my legs. He stepped back with a groan of pain, but he was so massively built, I knew the hurt would fade in mere seconds. In the meantime, I jumped down from the counter and ran to the nearest mirror.
He was behind me nearly as soon as I reached it, but I’d had enough time to look at my neck. My reflection stared back at me: wide blue eyes, my usually round face looking drawn and pale, and below my chin, red skin. Blood red skin. “Shit.”
“It won’t leave too big a scar.”
“I’m gonna have a scar too?”
“It’ll be okay, baby.” His arms wrapped around me from behind.
I leaned back into him, my eyes still on the mess that was my neck. I could clearly see the teeth marks Samuel had left. “Why isn’t it hurting?”
“You’re in shock. Look at your eyes.”
I did and spotted my dilated pupils. “Ah.”
“Let’s get you upstairs. I’ll swab antiseptic on it and bandage it up. Okay?”
I nodded and let him lead me to my bedroom, my thoughts in disarray. Again.
And Ended in Bed
I couldn’t help but think it’d been my fault.
Samuel had warned me: their control was slipping. I was now proof of that. Did that mean the next time one of them tried to have sex with me, I’d get other battle scars? I shivered and snuggled deeper under the thin sheet covering me. “I’m cold.”
“You’re in shock, that’s normal,” Leo replied as he stepped into the room. “How does it feel?”
He’d just dressed my wound, the thick plaster already scratching my sensitive skin. “Itchy.”
He rolled his eyes and grabbed the edge of the sheet. “Move over.”
“You’re cold. I’ll warm you up. Come on, babe, scoot.”
He was already sliding beside me by the time I processed his words and inched closer to the edge of the bed. “And now?” I asked.
“Now, you lie down and close your eyes.” He pulled me to him, forcing my head to his chest.
I stilled, only aware of the heat of his body. He wasn’t in his lion form now as he’d been in his house the other day. He was clad in a simple white tee and khaki shorts, his feet bare. I closed my eyes and forced myself to relax. Yeah, good luck with that, I acknowledged to myself.
I might be slightly out of it, thanks to the painkiller he’d given me before putting antiseptic ointment on my neck, but by all means, I wasn’t enough out of it. The last time I’d been that close to him, we’d just had sex. I gulped as the memories assailed my mind. I’d turned eighteen the day before, and he’d spent the day stalking me. Seducing me too, I realized now. He’d cornered me to give me my present—the necklace still my most treasured possession to this day. It was tucked in the bottom of my jewelry box, a reminder of my past and what could have happened. What had happened…?