Can You Mend My Broken Heart?

247 The morning after - 1

The next morning, when he opened his eyes with the scintillating light of the sun, he saw her bareback in front of him. She was sleeping like a baby, all innocent, all unaware of the harsh realities and necessities of the world.

His one hand was resting near her belly button and that was probably because he was caressing her to help her sleep.

He supported his head with the other hand of his and tilted himself a bit up on the bed and his eyes got immersed in the beauty of her back, all milky, all spotless except for her tattoo. It was like a moon spot which added to her beauty.

He ran his finger on her back.

Even though she was sleeping tight, she twitched as his fingers moved over her skin.

A smile spread on his lips and he pulled her close, holding on to her waist.

She lied there next to him in her birth suit and he couldn't stop but gaze at her like she was the ultimate gift that he had just received. She was everything that he had asked from life and everything that he wanted to wish for, next.

He moved her locks of hair strewn over her back and then he saw his bite marks, a hint of red and pale blue.

He had unleashed the beast inside him and it was a clear written proof of it. Then he pulled the sheet a bit down and saw more bit marks near her waist and that got him worried because they had turned slightly bluish. He was pretty sure that it was going to hurt her bad.

He sat up and then kissed on her waist where he had left his identity. He gently caressed her perfectly shaped hips and kept on planting wet kisses all over her skin where he had inflicted pain.

His wet and seductive touch woke her up.

She opened her eyes and saw him looking at her with love but there was something else hidden underneath that look and she couldn't understand what.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

He just smiled and shook his head and pulled the sheet barely covering her completely down.

"Wait, what are you doing now?", she asked all perplexed.

"Why are you so scared? Did you not like it? Was it too painful for you?"

He asked all concerned because he didn't like the tone of hers and the expression of her face when he pulled the sheet down.

"Why would you think that?", she asked pulling the sheet a bit up trying hard to cover her waist and below.

"Then why are you so hesitant?"

"You guys are really all clueless. You can never really understand what goes in a girl's mind", she said and sighed.

He hovered over her and started inspecting her front.

There were bite marks, red blotches all over her skin. He hadn't spared her at all.

He touched the space between his brows and said,

"Does it all hurt? Are you going to hate me forever?"

"I don't know what had gotten over me. I am sorry, I just lost all control", he said and caressed the bite mark on her neck all tenderly.

"Who said that I am going to hate you?"

"That look on your face, that weird expression you gave when I pulled the sheets".

"God Raymond, how can a girl tell you that she liked it. Liked every bit of it. Probably wanted more of it. It's true it happened yesterday but that doesn't mean I am completely comfortable in going all commando right now in the broad daylight".

He looked at her all surprised and amused.

"You wanted more?"