Morphine: Drugged is the New Paradise

Chapter 33 Eli

Eli's POV

 I held Ariel while she slept. I wore her out…again. I really needed to give her more breaks. I was just as sore as she was but I still wanted her more. I just wanted her so badly. I didn’t want to make her feel like I only wanted her for sex, but I couldn’t help it. I was so addicted to her. I was highly addicted to her, and if I didn’t have her I felt like I was going to go insane. Hell, maybe I have gone insane a long time ago and this has just been one long dream. God, I would die if I was dreaming. If I woke up and Ariel was gone I would go mad.

Ariel shook awake and quickly jumped out of bed. “Ariel?”

She ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. I slid out of bed and tip toed over to the bathroom door. I heard her throw up and I knocked on the door. “My dear, what’s wrong?”

I heard her throw up a couple more times and then she flushed the toilet. I opened the bathroom door and she sat down on the toilet seat. She ran her fingers through her hair and I bent down in front of her. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. “Are you alright, my dear?”

“No, I feel awful.” She moaned, bitterly.

I wrapped my arms around her, “I’m sorry, my mate. Come to bed so I can hold you. I will try to comfort you and help you fall back to sleep.”

I picked her and cradled her in my arms. I carried her to bed and laid her down. I covered her in with the covers and I slid in next to her. I held her close to my body and stroked her soft hair. I hated to see my mate sick. I held her as tightly as I could.

“Eli, I am not going anywhere.” Ariel moaned. “You don’t have to hold me so tightly.”

“I apologize, my dear, I just wanted to comfort you.” I whispered, as I released my arms around her. She laid her head on my chest and her body curled up next to me.

“I love you, Eli.” She whispered.

“I love you too, my dear. Try to go back to sleep and I will hold you all night.” I promised.

“Sounds nice.” She murmured, softly as she drifted back off to sleep. I held her all night just like I promised. She stirred a few times and I helped her go back to sleep.

She rose in the morning and she smiled at me. She looked like she was feeling better, “How are you feeling, my dear?”

“Better.” She smiled, and then her smile quickly faded, “Eli, how many days since I have been back with you?”

“I haven’t been keeping count, Ariel.” I answered, “But it’s been at least a couple of weeks. Why do you ask?”

“Do you think…” Her voice trailed off.

“Do I think what?” I asked. She gave me a look and then it hit me. God, took me long enough, “Do you want to go to the doctor and get checked? I mean it wouldn’t surprise me we have been having a lot of sex."

“But it just can’t happen now!” Ariel snapped. “I mean we are both so young.”

“And married.” I added, “We are a married couple, there is no reason to panic, my dear. No matter the result I am going to love you until the day I die. Just try to relax.”

“We just got back together what if this complicates things?” She asked.

“No, I am not going to be away from you. You are going to have to kill me to keep me away.” I said, firmly. “This is not going to complicate us. What you don’t seem to realize is, Ariel, is that I love you and I am addicted to you like I was addicted to morphine. If I don’t have you I’m going to have to go back to Rehab or I’m going to die without you.”