The Bones of The Rabbit

Chapter 83

Alcina had been holding onto you for almost an hour, your heartbeat steady as you began to pry away her bloodied shirt and guide her to the bathroom. You had really scared her and you felt horrible for that, even if it was just a bloodied nose. Getting a bath prepared for her, you helped wash away all the blood from her, which was starting to dry. "You're going to be okay." You reassured, kissing her hand to ground her to you. You could see the emotion clear as day in her eyes. She regretted becoming a vampire, but you reassured her with a kiss. "I wouldn't want you any other way, I wouldn't have been able to know you if you weren't a vampire." You explained softly, giving her a kiss and feeling her fangs that you've loved feeling since your first kiss with her. "You're perfect the way you are, Alci." You helped her out of the bath once you were done helping her bathe, grabbing her an outfit that best suited the temperature outside.

"I can't wear this, I'm a Countess." Alcina expressed softly, looking at the tank top and shorts. "Yes you can. You may be a Countess, but you're my wife and it's my duty to make sure you are comfortable in all weather." You retorted, brushing her hair as she sat at a vanity. "(Y/N) what if someone sees me in this?" She asked quietly, snapping her gaze back forward as you gently pushed her to face forward. "The windows are tinted and the only one who's going to see you in this is me. I made sure it's a plain white tank top and grey shorts, you'll be fine." You softly spoke, pulling her hair into a ponytail and helping her clip on her bra. After a little bit of convincing, you got Alcina to put on the shirt and shorts. She didn't seem to appreciate the amount of skin showing, but it was to keep her from overheating.

You both mainly lounged around the chateau, swimming in the pool at night. You sometimes went swimming during the day, but you didn't have Alcina to swim with you. She mainly stayed inside during the day, not liking the sun for obvious reasons. Spending only an hour in the pool during the day, you'd come inside and change out of your swimwear. Luckily, with tall brick fences, you would take off your swimwear at the door and fetch your clothes in the bathroom. You did catch Alcina's eyes when you would walk around naked with a soaking wet body. "Did you wear your prosthetic in the pool?" She asked, looking up from a book. "No, you never put steel in and out of water." You walked over, clothes in hand as you gave her a kiss on the cheek. She looked up from her book and gave you a kiss, cupping your face. "You're so warm." She cooed.

And you're cool to the touch.

You walked over to be in front of her, climbing onto her. "Wh- Hey! You're soaking wet, get off!" She squeaked out as you clung onto her. "But you're cool like a popsicle and that feels nice." You mumbled, head on her chest. She gave a sigh, irritated that you'd get her clothes and couch wet, but put an arm around you as she continued to read. Feeling the water that was still dripping off you seep through her clothes, Alcina put her book down and immediately started to get you dressed. "(Y/N) Dimitrescu." She spoke in a slightly irritated voice, pulling off her shirt.

You like it, admit it.

You wrestled against Alcina, giving a soft yipe as she shoved you into her, forcibly putting your shorts on. "You got me and the couch wet. You're going to put on your clothes whether you like it or not because I'm not going to strip down." She grumbled, giving you a soft smack on the ass after followed by a squeeze and mischievous giggle when you whimpered. She put your shirt on you, then gave you a kiss. "So you're just going to walk around in a bra and shorts?" You asked, grinning. "Might as well, you scoundrel." She shrugged, sitting back and continuing to read as you sat there. You stared at her like she was a goddess having just came down to earth. You couldn't help but fall in love with her as though it was the first time. Her strong physique, her neutral expression, her gaze telling her every emotion, and oh boy did you love her belly. She was soft, but under a layer of softness was her iron-like muscles.

You're perfection.

Laying your head in her lap, you soon fell asleep clinging to her. The last thing she did just was your eyes began to close was run her fingers through your hair.

I like it when you do that.