“Bathroom is stocked for all your needs,” I said, gesturing towards where the bathroom was at. “The closet is filled with a few clothing choices.”
“Okay,” she said through a yawn.
“Now, will you tell me where else you are hurt,” I spoke, knowing that she needed to be checked over. It was only mid-afternoon, but she looked so tired all of a sudden.
“I’m fine, really,” she said, instantly on alert.
“Either tell me, or I’ll strip you myself,” I warned her, giving her a look that said to not test me. Her safety was a top priority.
“My ribs,” she said, closing her eyes and looking down at the floor, almost as in shame. With the way she reacted to the tones of my voice, I knew she’d made a wonderful submissive.
“You are in pain,” I replied to her answer.
“Yes,” she answered, although in a whisper. “Mom gave me something early this morning, but I think it’s wearing off.” Then, her pain filled eyes met mine, and I regretted letting Cody live.
“Please, let me see,” I said, stepping closer to her, begging her. “Then I can get you something for the pain.”
“How?” she asked.
“I have . . . some pain meds. They will make you sleep, but it’ll help,” I answered, not wanting to make her ask more questions onwhyI would need pain meds on hand at all times.
“Okay,” she said after a moment. Apparently, the pain was enough for her to give in to my request.
She surprised me by taking the dress off, clenching her teeth while doing so. She lifted her arms up, taking the material up off over her head. I hated seeing her in pain, so I helped her take the dress off the rest of the way.
I couldn’t help but glance at her cotton covered breasts after the dress was out of the way.
She stood, breathing harsh, as I looked over the nearly black bruise that covered most of her lower ribs and a good portion of her stomach.
My God, what happened?I thought. I didn’t want to know; pretty sure I already knew the answer to it.
“Thank you, Avidya,” I said cupping her face with both of my hands. Her eyes looked up at me in what I think was a surprise. Had she expected me to hit her? Yell at her? It was not her fault.
“You’re not mad?” she asked.
“No, sweet girl, not at you,” I smiled. Then, I couldn’t help but press my lips to hers in a gentle, but yet passionate kiss. She didn’t waste time in responding, letting me take control as her lips molded to mine. She fit me perfectly.
Pulling away, I rested my head against her forehead, letting my eyes stay closed, willing myself to take things slow.
“What are you doing to me?” she whispered out in a needy, confused way.
“I’m making youwantme,” I smirked. Avidya was so innocent, so perfect and not tainted in any way.
“Why?” she asked.
“Because that’s how I work,” I shrugged. “I won’t ever force you, Avidya. I will not hide my desire from you. You will want me to touch you on our wedding night, I promise you that.”
“When will that be?” she asked blushing.
“We will talk about it more when you’re not in so much pain,” I said, stepping away from her. “Stay here. I’ll get you something to rest in.”
Inside the closet, I took a pair of yoga pants and a simple tank top out. I also took a couple of minutes to regather myself. I wanted to do right by her, which was the first time I ever had felt that way about a woman.
“Here,” I said, handing her the clothes, finding her right where I had left her. “I’ll be back with some pain meds.”
“Thank you, Zachariah,” she said, her soft voice laced with pain, but also gratitude.
It didn’t take me long to retrieve a pain pill from my collection in the safe box. When I returned to her, she was sitting on the bed, her legs crossed over one another. I handed her the one white pill, knowing that it would be enough for her small frame, and a cup of water from the bathroom.
