on my side, my face remaining out of his sight. His hand stroked down my shoulder and my arm. His skin was now icy cold making my skin react.
“You need rest.... my love.” I knew he was right as I was exhausted but my stubborn nature came through. Also did he just call me...my love? My inner-self was screaming out with glee but my exterior remained calm. A term of endearment that was all. I kept repeating this over and over.
“I don't want to sleep.” I said timidly and he let out a small laugh.
“Your body is not used to all it has endured, you need time to adjust.” He said back to a soft velvet voice. I turned to face him as I couldn't hide from him any longer. He was smiling, all traces of the beast gone.
“I'm fine, but that was...well...different.” I said putting it diplomatically.
“I think they call it make up sex, Keira” He smirked at me.
“Does this mean we get to argue every day?” I said joking and I stretched out like a cat after along sleep. He laughed again filling the room with the sound I was quickly becoming addicted to.
“If you would prefer.”
“And you, how…how would you prefer it?” I asked intrigued but also embarrassed.
“Keira, I would take you any way I can, but I would never want to hurt you...I know what my limits are.” He said and I took his words seriously having tasted his strength only on a minute scale.
“I do, however, apologise for your clothes. Maybe getting me roused up like that would be better for when you are already naked.” I laughed looking down at my once normal clothes now torn to shreds.
“It was worth it....I am sorry for hitting you.” I said sheepishly looking down and feeling guilty that I had been so worked up. He lifted my chin to see his wide grin.
“Keira, you have been the only one ever to be allowed to do that and if you so choose you could chain me up and beat me. I can imagine coming from you I would enjoy it immensely.” His grin changed into a cheeky smile and I hit him lightly on the arm, teasing him.
“Oh and you think I have a temper...you were down right terrifying!” He teased back. I frowned but it wasn't quite so effective when a yawn followed it.
“Come on now, you are tired, try and get some sleep.”
“I said I'm fine but there is one thing...I'm kind of starving.” I said and just then my stomach proved it by rumbling.
“Of course, I am sorry I forget that you need more food, especially after...well such a physical work out.”
“Is that what you call it?” I teased again but he replied by kissing me gently. When he pulled his face away he looked more serious and I was instantly worried.
“Keira, you can't do that to me again, you have to start trusting me no matter what your own insecurities tell you. You must listen to me and know that from now on what I say is the truth.” He said and I felt ashamed with my behaviour, no matter how amazing the outcome had been. I think this had been enough to prove to me that I was here because he wanted me to be, because he really did care about me. After all, like he had said there were sadder cases out there, if he was purely doing this to feed off me than why me, why not someone even more messed up. I didn't say anything but I nodded in agreement.
He was getting up to leave when I stopped him.
“Where are you going?” I said sounding hurt that he was leaving me and shamefully feeling a little needy.
“To get you some food before you collapse, you need to get your blood sugar level up so that you won't feel so weak.” He said and once again by the time it took me to turn away and back again he was fully clothed in a fresh long sleeved t-shirt and jeans.
“How do you do that?” I asked shaking my head at him.
“Keira, there are lots of things I can do, being very fast is only one of them.” And to prove this he was back next to me holding out the bowl of fruit for me to choose. I hadn't even seen his body move, he was that fast. I picked a lush green apple out of the bowl and took a