I awoke slowly to the aches of my body. I was still tied to the bed and my shoulders were making their complaints known. My stomach was tender and bruised and my head throbbed rhythmically where I had hit it on the door. In contrast my thighs ached deliciously reminding me of the night's activities. I was alone on the bed but I could hear the shower running. Suddenly I was pissed as well as sore he could have at least untied me. My arms were going to hurt like a son of a bitch when I finally moved them. I tried flexing the muscles to stimulate the blood flow. The tingling pain of pins and needles persuaded me to stop.
"Damn it, Ethan, get your arse back in here and untie me," I yelled when the shower finally stopped. I forgot my door was broken and the entire corridor could probably hear me and I'm not sure I would have cared at that point! Ethan came into the room with a towel hooked around his hips, his skin was still damp and my mouth went dry as all the moisture in my body pooled between my legs. I wanted him again. I wanted to run my tongue over the muscles in his chest. My eyes followed the sexy looking trail of hair down his chest and under the towel wishing I could follow it with my tongue as well.
As my eyes ran over him the towel began to bulge threatening to fall it off his hips entirely. I licked my lips and dragged my eyes up to his face. His eyes were carefully blank as he looked over me but I could sense his unease. 'Yup' I thought to myself we definitely bonded last night. My natural shields were blocking most of the emotional linkage. With difficulty I focused my mind and strengthened the barriers I had built around my mind. I couldn't deal with his emotions as well as my own right now. My own emotions were threatening to overwhelm me as it was
"Ethan if you don't untie me right now I'm going to kick your ass," I forced out between gritted teeth. The tingling sensation in my arms was increasing and it hurt!
"That's not going to persuade me to untie you!" He half joked and I growled at him. " Are you going to go for my balls as soon as I untie you?' he asked more seriously.
"Ethan! Please!" I added a whimper that was not entirely forced. I was not above using my femininity at this point, my arms hurt. Ethan immediately moved to my side and undid the stockings that bound me to the bed. My movements over the night had tightened the knots and he had to work at them to get them lose. He leaned over me and the skin of his chest was inches from my mouth. I had to bite my lip to hold myself back from running my tongue over his nipples. I could smell his skin and my soap. I fought the need to sink my teeth into him to mark him again.
Finally he freed me from the bed and made quick work of the cord around my wrists. I immediately brought my arms down, grateful to be able to move. I regretted the move; the muscles in my arms spasmed and pain shot through my shoulders. I groaned as the tingles I had felt earlier turned into firey needles of pain. I bit my lip and tried to breath through the pain as I worked my arms. Ethan was by my side immediately massaging my shoulders and stroking my arms soothing them until my circulation returned to normal.
His hands felt good stroking my body and I groaned. My nipples tightened and I pressed my thighs together trying to hide the smell of my arousal. I hoped the fresh scent was masked by the flavour of sex and sweat that hung in the air. Ethan's hands dropped from me shoulders and I frowned, disappointed that he was no longer touching me.
"Alyssa," he began, his voice tortured.
"Ethan please," I interrupted. I was reluctant to start the unavoidable conversation "I need some food and a shower." I sniffed at myself, "I definitely need a shower." I saw Ethan scent the air as well
"You smell of me!" I didn't have to look at him to hear the pleased smile in his voice. The possessive note in his voice shocked me for a moment but I passed it off as wishful thinking.
"I need a shower," I said firmly "We can talk over breakfast, ok?" I suggested, "When I feel halfway..." I started to say human and stopped, "Like myself!" I finished lamely. I had to stop pretending I was human. I took his silence as affirmative and stood slowly, testing my legs before I trusted my weight to them, and walked stiffly to the door. I looked back to see him shuck the towel and reach for his pants, my mouth watered and I hurried myself out the door.
"I hope you didn't use all the hot water!" I called over my shoulder. I turned on to the shower and was pleased to see steam rise from the water. I carefully avoided looking in the mirror until steam had filled the room and clouded my image. I so did not want to know what I looked like this morning. I stepped eagerly under the piping hot water and let it pound out some more of the stiffness in my muscles. I washed the scent of sex from my body and covered it with the scent of my shower gel. I enjoyed the sensation of water streaming over still sensitive skin till the water started to turn cold. I stepped out and slowly towelled myself dry then I liberally coated my skin in a honey scented moisturiser delaying the moment when I had to go out and face Ethan.
When I could not linger any longer I wrapped a large towel around myself and headed for the kitchen. En route I scooped up the gown and shrugged it over my shoulders. Ethan had not been idle while I showered, my tiny kitchen smelled of coffee and bacon. I almost growled as the heavenly smell filled my nose. My stomach did growl and I realised how hungry I was. Ethan handed me a cup of coffee and I murmured my thanks as I raised the mug to my lips. I sipped the hot liquid looking at him over the brim. He hadn't bothered with his shirt or the snap of his pants. My mouth watered from the hot coffee and the thought that one tug could have him spilling into my hand.
"I wasn't sure how long you'd be but you timed it just right." Ethan puttered around my kitchen keeping busy and not meeting my eyes. We had been dating long enough that he knew his way around my kitchen. I was content to sit and watch as I sipped my coffee. He set the bacon and sausages and some pork chops on the table. 'Mmmm,' I groaned, meat, just what my body was craving.
Ethan joined me at the breakfast bar. The kitchen was small, and in past breakfasts we had sat closely pressed together but now Ethan held himself away from me. I mourned the loss of closeness. Neither of us wanted to start the inevitable conversation but I knew I had to bite the bullet. The suspense was making the food sit uneasily in my stomach. I swallowed uncomfortably and set down my fork
"Ethan" I started, he looked at me still chewing. "I'm sorry," I began to apologise. Ethan looked at me incredulously and I forged onwards. "I'm sorry about last night, I know its all my fault.
"Why are you apologising to me?" he asked. He rubbed his hands over his face and ran them through his hair making it stand on end wildly. "For Luna's sake Alyssa I raped you!"
"What?" I turned to face him my knees pressing against his thigh. "Ethan you didn't!" I pressed my hands to his thigh kneading his muscular flesh trying to offer comfort. "It wasn't like that"
"Alyssa I was here! I heard you begging me to stop despite what you told the police!" Ethan exclaimed
