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Chapter 8: Just beautiful...

Note : this chapter has mild sexual content. If you are not comfortable with such scenes please skip this...

April 1st (Day 1)

I wake up to find myself tangled in Sean's arms. I try to move his heavy biceps wrapped around me without waking him, but damn his hands are heavy. But finally,after ten minutes of ceaseless effort I managed to get his hands off me.

I quickly went into the bathroom and relieved myself. I decide to shower before he wakes.

I walk out of the bathroom in my bathrobe to find the bed empty.

Figuring he must've gone down to prepare breakfast I walk to his wardrobe where we had arranged my clothes.

I pulled on my underwear and put on my bathrobe once again, while debating on what to wear when I felt his hard chest press into back. He kisses my neck, nipping it as he did, marking me as his property. I moaned with pleasure.

"Hmm... Good morning angel..." he mumbled against my skin. He came up to my lips and I gasp as I felt one of his hands cover my buttcheeks. He slightly squeezed and I moaned in pleasure.

Shit what was wrong with me?

"Sean... Baby... I need to get dressed sweetheart..." I drawled trying to contain a liquid that was pooling between my legs. What was that? I've never experienced it before... Except the one time yesterday when Sean went for more than a kiss on my lips.

"If I had it my way you wouldn't be dressed anyway angel " he replies in a sexy voice, turning me around facing him, his kisses trailing to my girls, which only agitated the wetness between my legs.

"Sean... I'm feeling some wetness down there... I..." I try to tell him cause I'm seriously freaked out. It's never happened to me before and after my sickness I don't take any symptom for granted. I feel like I can't breathe.

"That's good angel... It's me who's causing that... It's a good thing... Don't worry... I'll take care of you..." he said not lifting his head from my chest. The wetness grew into a throbbing now and I wanted his attention there. Shit I think I'll have to shower again.

"Sean sweetie stop..." I try to control the wetness which was now running down my thighs. I guess he must've felt that river flowing and he stopped. Tears welled up in my eyes at the wonderful yet alien feelings that welled up inside of me. I loved it, I wanted it. But I was so scared and nervous.

"Angel did I hurt you?" he holds my waist still pressing me into himself even though we couldn't get any closer.

"No I just... I've never felt... It's amazing.... I feel so..." I hug him tight.

He slowly removes the bathrobe that was still wrapped around me. His black eyes turned impossibly darker and he took in a sharp breath.

He stared at my almost naked body for only a few minutes though to me they felt like years. My inner being was screaming at me to hide, but with the way he was looking at me I'm sure he wouldn't like it if I interrupted.

"Sean..." I try to shake him out of his trance after I couldn't take it anymore. He fought to tear his eyes away and finally turned around, walking towards the door.

"If you want to have another shower, it's okay. But be out fast and get dressed. I'll be out soon. We have to go somewhere..." he said a bit harshly, his voice huskier and deeper than it usually is for some reason.

It kinda hurt to have him talk to me like that. It wasn't just emotional, I literally felt a sharp sting in my chest, like a needle was constantly being pierced into my skin.

Had I hurt him? Did I do something wrong?

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Sean's POV

Shit. What was that back there?

I wanted to take it slow. I wanted her to feel everything but at her own pace and I...

That was just way beyond the line.

I rushed her and she was overwhelmed.

But I can't help but smile when I thought about how sexy she looked in her simple black bra and panties. Oh the possibilities....

But I also noticed that she had lost so much weight that her ribcage was almost showing. Gawd my angel. She's so fragile.

In this process of getting her to feel everything in her last days I'm afraid I'll hurt her. I was a good 6 feet 10 inches and I sure as hell worked out a lot.

On the other hand she was like a newborn compared to me. Like the soft petals of lilies that I wanted to wrap around me.

And she would not be able to take my size.

Let's face it, I obviously dreamed of sex with her. My angel, me filling her in and kissing away her pain. My angel holding onto me as she moans due to the pleasure I was giving her.

But at the same time...

I didn't want to hurt her. I didn't want her first time to be sloppy and messy. I want my angel to have the best first time ever. I didn't want to rush her. I didn't want her to do it for me. I want her to do it for us.

And back there, God save me, her curves were so elegant, so perfect, that my inner animal almost growled. She was so beautiful, yet she never valued herself.

And her innocence, that drove me even crazier to strip that off of her and make her cry out my name in ecstasy while I pounded into her and make her scream that she was mine she came.

But I knew it was taking it too far. Right now I needed to wait. Though I was sure she was ready for this, I wanted her to want me too. I wanted her to feel everything.

I didn't want her first time to be sloppy and messy. I wanted her first time to be amazing, for her to feel everything. But I knew that for that I needed to be patient.

My angel will be worth the wait.

My angel...

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Ok...

For some reason I find myself in love with Sean, a character I created myself. I've fallen in love with a lot of fictional characters eg: Harry Potter, Augustus Waters, Percy Jackson, Gale, Tobias etc etc etc...

I never thought I'd fall for yet another fictional guy, much less one I created in my head....

Do you like him too?
Waiting for answers...

Love you all
Rachel Dare