my new life, in the werewolfs claw

my new life, in the werewolfs claw 21 dirty

ok. this is kind of 'sensual' i wouldn't say kiddies shouldn't read, well see if you can stomach it!^^ it's nothing really...  

chapter 21 dirty

Hot water ran down my skin, washing of my blood and their touches, burning in my wounds, and where they had hit me. I didn't even dare to look in the mirror, seeing the blue and green colors on my torso, made wonder how I was still able to stand.

Dirty, it was my second shower and I still felt dirty.

Raped, Used, Dirty... that was me.

"The water, make it cooler." Aarons voice, like pure velvet, sounded from outside the shower, he had stayed to make sure I didn't collapse, he hadn't left my side since we drove 'home' after the new year's ball, yeah new year,- I didn't even notice that time flew by so fast and my first new year with my friends had to end like this, my life is just grandiose.

"The water.." he opened the shower door, and turned the hot water off. I tensed keeping my back to him. He slid a hand over the bit marks, that just wouldn't close, and tears swelled up in my eyes, I didn't want to be seen like this.

"I'm sorry for not being there in time, but don't hurt yourself understood." he wrapped a towel around my body, before hugging me tightly. My body was tense, I didn't know how to respond.

After a few seconds, he lifted me up bridal style and carried me to our destroyed bed.  

"I need to take care of your wounds, otherwise they won't heal and will get infected. Salvia from other is quite detrimental for our health." 

He waited for my response, but I didn't get what he meant with' take care of'. I looked in his eyes expecting to see pity or whatever, but it was almost blank. 

"You need to drink my blood, and I will also have to lick your wounds clean." he explained.  

What?

I watched him bite his own wrist and suck at the wound, my eyes grew wided as he slowly bend down to me. 

"NO! I don't want this!" I pushed myself up, ignoring the pain in my body, leaning against wall, as far away from him as possible, preparing myself to fight him if needed.  

He pulled my ankle with enough force to bring me back to his side, his pushed me into the bed and his lips gently laid over mine.

Warm liquid flowed in my mouth, its iron taste, made my stomach clench, I tried hard to push his head away but it was useless. Weak, I was too weak. 

Tears rolled down my cheeks, I hated my weakness and I hated to be like this in front of him.  

I closed my eyes, more tears finding their way outside only to be caught by Aarons warm fingers. The taste of blood disappeared and a new one flooded into my mouth, it was probably apple and something else, he tasted so wonderful it made my head spin around and eventually I ended up kissing him. I slide my tongue in his mouth, caressing his and feeling his sharp teeth, our tongues were dancing for few minutes and then he broke the kiss, and liked my biting wounds on my shoulder. Why was I even doing this? No idea, but he felt comforting and safe.

I gasped the place where he lick burned like fire, again I tried to push him away from me he swiftly caught my hands in his and pinned them over my head.

"Bear with it for a while, it will stop soon." he comanded his voice calm and reassuring, I tried to stay put, but the pain was too much for me to bear and sobs escaped my mouth. He liked my shoulders and my back without looking once in my eyes and then he continued to my... chest!

"Aaron please!! This is too much, stop!" I pleaded but he ignored me, liking the cut on the swell of my breast. "Aaron please..." I muttered again and he sighted heavily. 

"I'm not hurting you on purpose, this has to be." "Not there..." I muttered not looking at him, being naked under him made me feel awkward, ashemed of myself.

"Just a little longer." he continued to lick my bites on the breasts, my nipple I gasped and held a hand over my mouth. His tongue on my sensitive skin, felt so right, so natural, if this stinging burning wouldn't be, I would have lost it since long ago.

And then... he trailed down to my last wound I had on me.... he looked at me once and I shook my head in disbelieve, why would he do even that?!

But he continued non the less, sliding his tongue in, licking every centimeter of me clean. 

yeah clean, he felt so right to me, it made my mind spin. But not now, not after what had happened, there is just little difference to the guy who had rapped me... 

"Please stop, Aaron. Why are you doing it like this!! Stop!!" I continued to cry, but I stopped resisting his sweet touch, it would be futile anyways.

"for god's sake.." he let go of my wrists after he was done and I used them to cover myself. He positioned himself under myself, so that my back was leaning on his knee, an arm around my shoulders and one securely on my waist.

"700 years, I've got 700 years on me kid, your body alone won't arouse me." he chuckled while I went red like a tomato, it was not because of my body, it was because I felt dirty, "dirty" I muttered not looking at him.

"No, you are beautiful, pure like ice, better than most people that walk this damned soil."  

Silence surrounded us, as we stared in each other's eyes, his features mere shadows in the dark room, but his eyes were still the golden blazing inferno, filled with anger and hatred. There was something else inside of it, something that made my heart shrink and I wanted to soothe his pain, so I straightened up in his arms and while hugging him I kissed him softly..... on the corner of his lips...

There was nothing to be done anymore. Things happen, things pass. I would be fine.