BEAUTY IN THE BEAST

Ch 39: The warmth

Kat

I stir awake sweating my body off. I feel like it's summer and I'm sitting in front of a fire. What the fuck? Where am I?

My head is hurting and I force my eyes to open but only darkness comes in view but when I try to move, I find the reason for this unusual warmth. I'm on top of something warm and cushiony and a rod like thing is poked at my lower stomach.

What-? it groans when I push a little bit and the smell becomes clear and my brain comes online. I'm nestled in Alexander's arms and his arms are tight around my waist and I mean I'm on top of him, like literally. I pull my body back but something in my wrist prickles me. I pull my head away and turn my head, my gaze landing on the makeshift IV pole. It is connected to my wrist and I think I make a sound or more like a whimper because Ace's eyes open and through furrowed eyebrows he looks at me.

His face is a blank mask so I can't know what's going on in his head but when I twist to free myself his arms just tighten. I open my mouth to scream but suddenly it is covered with Ace's lips. He does not wait for me or even ask my permission, no, he starts nibbling and licking at my lips, his eyes sucking on my bottom lip and my mouth opens in a gasp but that sound is completely engulfed by him as he thrusts his tongue inside and licks my inner lips and teeth. I'm frozen, fuck I can't move even if I want to. And I want to, but, but...... he is oh my god, his lips plunge into my mouth or try to because he coaxes my tongue into his mouth and licks and sucks on it, he massages it with his own tongue and I feel his tongue down my throat when I moan suddenly, and my eyes are wide as saucers and finally my body comes into action mode and I push him with one hand but it does not deter him.

When I try to shove him again, my hand with the IV gets tucked and I hiss. His actions freeze completely and before I could even blink, he puts distance between our lips and he looks at me with... concern?

"Did I hurt you?" he asks with furrowed brows. I feel lost at words. That kiss, it was just.... I don't have anything, what the fuck am I doing? I just look at him, ruffled, sleepy, in nothing but some boxers. I look at Alexander Petrov for the first time and I... I find nothing fearsome. Maybe it's my naivety or my fucked up brain but I don't find anything right now in him.

No humanity, no evilness, no love, no anger, no hate, no happiness, no sorrow, no warmth. It's just blank. Like a blank whiteboard I look into his ashen eyes and just find a smoke of calamity there. He is calm right now, I realise. He is calm, even peaceful, I would have called if not for the tight line of his lips. My face is blank, it took me three whole months for it, three whole months of being forced to get this mask in place.

He is looking at me wondering what I'm thinking and I'm doing the same because he too has a mask but it's not blankness it's the artificial emotions. He is showing me what he wants me to see and the concern which I saw went into thin air in a blink. He knows it too. The art of hiding I realise. Why?

"Tell me when you are satisfied." He says and I pause.

"Huh." I say.

"When you're satisfied with watching me tell me because I have things to ask you and discuss with you wife." That does it. Brings back the whole fucked up yesterday again. The marriage, the bitch, him. My family. Anton. Austin. Everything. He feels it too because very gently and I repeat very very fucking gently he picks me up making sure the hand with the empty IV needle isn't disturbed and puts me on the bed, but when I go to remove the needle he barks.

"The fuck you doing?"

I don't reply but merely pull at the tape. His hand grabs at mine and he holds it above my head.