Chapter 45: Burned at the touch.

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Rose POV.
I was lying in bliss like no other as Dimitri pulled himself out from between my legs. He crawled up to lay next to me licking his lips. He pulled the covers over me. I was still glowing all over so I wasn't cold, but as my normal body temperature would return I would cool down a lot. He placed small kisses on my neck and shoulder, his hand on my stomach. "Hmmm.... that was nice." I said dreamy. He nibbled are the spot behind my ear. "I told you I would pleasure you every day and this is only the beginning." I felt that my stomach was hard. I read in one of my mom's books your uterus tightened as you come. It wasn't really uncomfortable but it didn't feel right either. I turned to Dimitri. "I don't need it every day but every once in a while is good enough." He nodded. "As you wish, as long as I can do other things to show you how much you mean to me." I was wondering what other things he was thinking of as my stomach growled in hunger. He pulled back. "Like getting you something to eat." I was still on a high so I laid there nodding. He was reaching for his shirt but I pulled it away. "No, your shirt stays of." He kissed my forehead and whispered. "For your viewing pleasure only, Roza." I sat up in the bed watching him go to the kitchen. The bed was placed so you could see the kitchen. My eyes roamed his body as he prepared some food in nothing but his pants. God, did he look good. He came back with a tray full of food. We ate it in bed enjoined each other company without talking. After I was done I felt sleepy and yawned. Dimitri put the tray on a night stand and I nestled into his embrace and fell asleep. It was the human night and we've been traveling all day.

First it was a dreamless sleep but after a while the torture chamber appeared. I was in the usual chair strapped down at my ankles on the base of the chair and my wrists at the armrests. Robert walked in. But this time he wasn't alone. He was followed in by someone I was expecting eventually. "I love wat you have done to the place." She said to Robert. "Thank you my dear. I was going for a medieval look." She walked around the room gliding her hand over the table with stakes, salt, knifes, scalpel, chains, ropes, breast ripper and much more. Robert told me once what they were but he hadn't used them all yet. I bit my tongue trying to contain my no speak method. She then turned to me. "My, my long time no see Rose. I hope you're well. I see your growing quite well." I was trying so hard to ignore them but I couldn't help myself as the sarcastic tone in her voice needed a good come back. "So do you Tasha, skinny and scared as always." I scolded myself for letting them get under my skin. She grabbed a stake and raked it over my shoulder. Clenching my teeth as I hold down a scream. "Here's a scar of your own, Blood-whore." Robert grabbed her arm and tugged her back. "Slow down, my dear, we've got all night to play." I felt the warm blood drip down my arm. I glared at them both staring them down. Robert took the chair facing me. He sat there as Tasha leaned against the wall crossing her hands over her chest. Robert took his favourite scalpel and gently slid it over my good arm. "Tell me where you are." I didn't respond so he placed the scalp just below the cut and made another perfect line. "Tell me where you are." Again, again, again, again. At the sixth line Tasha stepped forward. "Robert may I try something." He stood up washing his hands in a white cloth which turned red from my blood. "Sure, you want her alive." He replied. She stood before me and placed her hand on the cuts. First I felt comforting warmth that was becoming warmer and warmer. I smelled flesh burning. I folded my tongue against the roof of my mouth to stop gagging at the smell, I could almost taste it. She just looked at me with resentment in her eyes. Like I was the cause of everything that happened to her.

The pain got so overwhelming I started to scream as smoke rose up from my shoulder. I realized this was the time to crack and give up the location as planned. I screamed out. "STOP.... I'll tell!..... It's a cabin. A cabin in Montana!!!!" with that Tasha flew back into the brick wall and the dream dissolved. I woke up hazy and Dimitri hovering over me with a wet cloth on my shoulder. I groaned as my eyes flicked open as I remembered Tasha flying into the wall by a force only Spirit or air users could adding the warm cold sensation. I closed my eyes. "Malen'kiy (little one), Mommy is okay now. Daddy is taking care of me." The warm and cold sensation stopped.

Dimitri looked concerned. I sat up slightly. "I'm okay, really." He took the cloth off to reveal the burnt flesh in the shape of a handprint. He arched his eyebrow. "Tasha?" He whispered uncertain. I nodded slightly not daring to look in his eyes. I focused on my hands in my lap. Dimitri cleaned the cloth and dabbed my arm. He touched my chin and made me look up. "It's going to be okay." I looked into those deep brown eyes. If he chose Tasha back then none of this would have happened. "Do you ever regret not going with Tasha a year and a half ago?" His shocked look told me he didn't expect this. "No of course not. What makes you say that?"
"So many things would be different if you had?" He took a moment to respond. "There are many things I regret but you aren't one of them. I love you. I don't love her and wouldn't have been the right choice. I denied my love for you once and that's a mistake I will never do again. You're the only one I have ever wanted." He placed a hand on my stomach. "And you gave me so much more than I could even dream of." I nodded and he continued cleaning my wounds.

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