Pure Desire

58: Bloodbonding

AURELIA

I was woken up by a door opening. I blinked my eyes open, frowning at the bright light but something didn't feel right. I wasn't fully aware as my sight was slightly blurry. The empty side of the bed gave that away. The sheets were messy but Elias was no where to be seen.

I glanced at the small bedside clock next to me. It read 10:30 am. I frowned before my brain could register the time. I rubbed my eyes sleepily, groaning lightly. Where did Elias go? I frowned, looking at myself to see that I was still wearing Elias's shirt that was way oversized, covering me from my waist to my mid thighs. I blushed, remembering last night. I gently touched my neck, the coldness of my fingers touching the tender mark made me shiver.

My lips lifted into a smile. He marked me. He finally marked me last night.

The door suddenly opened from the bathroom and Elias stepped out. My mouth slightly parted at the sight of him walking out in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs. My god. He looked more like a statue of a Greek God than anyone should have the right to in only their delicates. His hair was still wet as the water drops were falling down his smooth and toned chest, continuing down his irresistible six pack.

"Didn't your mother ever taught you it's impolite to stare?" He smirked making me snap out of it. Oh my god. Was I really just staring at him that long? My cheeks burned red and I looked away quickly, sputtering.

"You're naked," I stuttered embarrassingly my burning face buried in my hands.

"Actually I'm dressed love. There's a difference between having boxers on than none at all." He says his voice still smooth and velvety, contrast to my panicked tone.

I peek through the cracks of my hands and see that he's indeed still presumably fortunately wearing underwear. His lips lifted into a smirk at my reaction. I huffed, trying not to die of embarrassment.

I hear his footsteps and I self consciously let out a squeak. "Elias, stop," I mumbled, slightly embarrassed, my hand pathetically pushing against his hard chest that was now in front of me. His eyes filled with mischief as he looks from my hand on his chest to my eyes.

I looked up, gasping when he pushed me down to the bed. He chuckled at my reaction and I squirmed underneath him. "Elias!" I yelped in shock as he hovered over me, attacking my face with kisses, not leaving one inch of my face untouched. Loud giggles escape me as I try to push him away as I squirm in his arms. But he is unrelenting, his constant kisses have my cheeks warming up to the point where my face feels like it's on fire.

A husky chuckle escapes him as he finally relents enough to allow me to breathe before pulling back in to trail kisses on my jaw, working their way down my throat softly.

"My mother would disapprove of this," I gasp as his lips trailed over my collar bone and up to my neck.

"What? You under me?" He looks down at me with a smirk, his expression making my stomach fill with butterflies.

I slap his chest, "dirty wolf."

He chuckles against my throat, the vibrations and warmth he gave me made me bite my lip to hold back a moan. "Wait, Elias," I say shakily only to bite my lip again to keep myself from making any sounds but his skillful lips made it harder.