The Bones of The Rabbit

Chapter 82

Alcina felt her mouth water, your blood's flavor just as good as the first time she's tasted you. She wanted to bite you and rip apart your flesh, but she didn't want to lose you after having just gotten married and then flown to Paris in a span of 40 hours. However, the desire to feel you wriggle in her jaws made Alcina drool. She moved her shaky hands from under your arms to your shoulders, clinging on tightly. As your hand pressed to her cheek, Alcina leaned into your touch and shivered. She had to hold back her urge to bite you, her urge to shake you around like prey in ravenous jaws.

I have to control myself. I am better than this.

Alcina moved her hands to cup your face, reading your gaze. You were ready. You moved with Alcina's every move, making her anxious as her jaws ached to rip flesh. Were you really ready? "I can't." Alcina whimpered out, your eyes wide and so affectionate like a bunny. "If I do, I'll attack you." Alcina pulled you into a hug, fighting every urge to rip you apart. It would just take time, it's what Alcina needed. Time. Time to control how she would behave. "I understand... When you're ready." You spoke gently, nuzzling into her neck. Alcina shifted to sit, pulling you onto her lap and let you play with her claws. Her urge to maim subsided, happy to have you in her arms.

The largest bedchambers of the chateau had a massive bed, likely custom made as Alcina's bed was smaller than this, making Alcina's jaw drop a bit. "Well now, don't keep your mouth open as if a mouse will jump in." You teased, getting a running start as you jumped onto the bed. It appeared to be made of memory foam with silk sheets. Alcina walked her way over, watching you roll around and stretch. As she laid down, she looked up, seeing a mirror. "Oh. Moreau, you cheeky son of a bitch." Alcina whispered, grinning.

As you both got comfortable, Alcina could feel your warm hands on hers. She was thankful that your hands are warm. If she gave in, your hands would've been cold. Your hands wouldn't have been there in hers. She pulled you close, pressing a kiss to your forehead and fell asleep with you in her arms.

The sun was high in the sky as she woke up, seeing red on the mattress. Alcina let out a loud scream, thinking the worst had happened as she saw blood on her hands. She let out another shriek as she saw your bloody handprints on her shirt. She covered her face, weeping and berating herself for giving into her urge. It wasn't until you came into the room that she stopped screaming, but the tears didn't stop.

You pulled Alcina into a hug, reassuring her that everything was okay, reminding her that she wasn't those horrible things. "It's okay, Alci. I'm alive. You don't have to worry, I just had a bloody nose and it was a really bad one." You explained, giving her kisses and placing her head on your chest. Alcina slowly calmed to the sound of your heartbeat, clinging onto you with all her strength.

Please don't leave me, I need you here.

"I'm okay, babe. Everything is going to be okay. Blame the dry air, honey."