Chapter Seven

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~Chapter Seven~

I must admit that I had expected Aleksandr to ditch after I fell asleep. I didn't think he would actually stay the night.

So imagine my surprise when I awake the next morning and Aleksandr is not only still in bed with me with no clothes on, but he still has me in a tight hold with his breath still blowing against my skin.

Though, our positions must have shifted as the night wore on. Instead of us both being on our sides with my back to his chest, I was now laying with my back flat against the mattress. Aleksandr's large figure was sprawled on top of me with his face resting in between my bare breasts.

I felt my face warm as I realized that I too was still completely nude. Aleksandr's whole frame was pressed tightly against mine allowing me to feel all of him. There was no doubt in my mind that if he woke up I would feel absolutely mortified to be in this state of undress. I wanted to flaunt my figure as I trained but once I had him like this, the confidence all but evaporated.

It was probably a dense thought after last night, but the idea of him looking at me wearing nothing embarrassed the crap out of me. I was comfortable in my skin but that doesn't mean I want to parade around naked. Then my thoughts finally focused on last night's events.

Last night had been amazing, fulfilling. Was it like that every time? I wanted to do it over and over again if it was.

I had felt relief when I realized he stayed the night but sadly, it was not the only emotion I was feeling. There was also a slither of frustration or mild annoyance.

I wasn't mad at Aleksandr and I definitely did not regret last night. But why now? He can't just barge into my bedroom like that and demand sex! He didn't even say anything. Does what we did last night mean anything to him?

My heart immediately plummeted at the idea of being a mistress to him. If he asked that of me, I would refuse whole heartedly. I'm not some common whore.

And why the hell did he bite me? Last night I had been too wrapped up in the pleasurable emotions he gave me but now my mind was clear and alert. It wasn't even a playful nip. He full fledge bit the shit out of me.

The absence of pain confused me greatly though. My neck felt perfectly fine while my body had a pleasurable soreness. I felt the ache where he had held me close to him in the midst of passion. It was definitely not painful.

My internal spiel was cut off as a loud, shrilling noise cut through the silence.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My posture stiffened as I realized it was my alarm. I had set it for early in the morning for my final day of training with Cressida. I knew it was stupid, but I still hoped that Aleksandr was asleep so I could shower and leave.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I was proven right when I had attempted to sit up and his arms coiled around me firmly. I held my breath as I watched him blink open his eyes in irritation.

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