Caught In The Gray

Chapter Thirteen

I wake up with my head on Alaric's chest. He's still sleeping and as the light streams into the room, I realize that he's only wearing a pair of athletic shorts. My hand traces over the muscles of his stomach and moving up, tracing over his chest and up his neck.

My fingers skim over his sharp jawline and to the light shadowing of stubble coating his cheeks, over his nose and forehead, his eyes and their thick coating of lashes. His arm is wrapped around me and it tightens as he stirs.

His eyes open after a few minutes. "Hey," he says and I smile.

"Thanks for staying with me last night," I say and he nods sitting up. His arm is still draped around me.

"It seemed like you had a really bad nightmare," he says and his hand starts tracing patterns on my skin.

"Yeah, it was bad. My nightmares usually aren't like that," I say. I look up at Alaric and his gray eyes darken.

"I understand," he says and I nod. His mouth comes down lower, closer to mine and I tilt my head up, meeting him the rest of the way.

His lips touch mine in a slow sensual way that makes me insane. His hands slide into my hair and I move mine over his face. I lean into the kiss and he pulls me closer. His mouth is perfect, soft and sweet, teasing mine. Leaving me hungry for more.

I move closer to him, my chest pressed against his, he deepens the kiss, pulling me closer. I slide into his lap and loop my arms around his neck. His hands move down my sides, slip under my shirt and slide across the bare skin of my stomach. I gasp as the electricity racing through me.

Everything with Alaric feels amazing, when we touch, when do anything. The kiss feels right it feels like it's just us and it feels like it's building towards something, something big. I can't get over how good Alaric tastes, the flavor leaves me wanting more, hanging over the edge.

My hands move across the taunt muscles in his stomach, loving the way they clench when my hands move over them. He moans when I bite his lip. He pulls me even closer, my legs wrap around back and I moan, head tilting back when he starts kissing my jaw and down my neck. He torments me by tracing circles on my sides while he kisses down my neck, making my head spin.

He pushes the strap of my tank top aside as I gasp as his lips replace where his fingers were. My hands move from gripping his shoulders to clenching in his hair, his lips move to my other shoulder and his lips find mine again.

The kiss becomes more hungry and passionate, the movements more wild. His mouth is relentless against mine and I open my mouth wider, craving more of the taste of his. His hands are roaming and mine are clenching in his hair.

Rosy barks and I blink disoriented. She barks again and I slide off of Alaric's lap. We're both dazed from the each other. Rosy stares at us expectantly and I think that she wants us to give her food or water. Alaric stands up and so do I.

"I can deal with her," Alaric says and I nod. He walks out of my room and I sit on my bed for a few seconds before I brush my hair and teeth and teeth and I change into a dress and grab a pair of heels to wear.

I grab my lotion and rub it into my hands and arms. I'm suddenly nervous and I don't know why. I sigh as I push open the door and walk out to the kitchen. Rosy is eating happily and I think Alaric went back to his room to get ready.

I start making coffee and wait as it brews. I look in the pantry and grab a granola bar. Rosy finishes eating and walks towards me. I smile and I crouch down and pet her. She rolls onto her belly and I pet her for a few seconds before I stand up. The coffee finishes brewing a few moments later and I pour it into a mug.