Page 146 of Prey

I didn’t know if she heard me or not, but I felt her tighten her arms around me.

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We stayedin bed for a while.

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed since, and I couldn’t bring myself to care.

Things were just easier in this little bubble with her, and I fucking wished I didn’t have to leave it.

She was so still in my arms, but I knew she wasn’t asleep.

My hand was splayed on top of her belly, moving mindlessly over the skin there.

By the time she shifted on the bed, the sun was just starting to set.

I sat up and looked at her, taking in the calmness of her gray irises, and unable to help myself, I leaned down and kissed her sweetly.

When I pulled away, her eyes were closed, almost as if she was savoring the taste of me.

Wordlessly, I climbed off the bed and went to the bathroom, turning on the faucet to fill a bath for her. I made sure the water was warm enough before I went back into the bedroom.

She looked at me questioningly but didn’t fight me when I carried her up into my arms and into the bathroom.

The tub was about halfway filled by now, and I sank us down into the water.

She let out a small moan from the feel of it and leaned back against me.

I took in her naked body, loving every little inch of her, from the mass of wavy black hair to the cute little freckles that scattered about her shoulders, her tits, those mouth-watering nipples, the slight swell at the bottom of her belly button, neatly trimmed pussy, out-of-this-world legs and finally, the cutest little toes.

Fuck, but I loved this girl.

“Let me take care of you,” I said, my voice rough.

“Okay,” she sighed.

I reached over and turned off the water.

Then, I proceeded to clean her up before taking care of myself.

It didn’t take her long to relax in my arms. She still wasn’t very talkative.

She hadn’t been since I ‘abducted’her this afternoon, but I knew she was still grieving.

It would be a while before things started to get better, and I would be here for the worst of it.

I would weather the storm and make sure she made it out on the other side fully intact.

Once I was done, I unplugged the drain and stood up with her.

I carried her back into the bedroom.

She had her face buried in my neck, her soft breath tickling my skin there before I lay her back down on the bed.

I stood at the edge and looked over her wet naked body, just as she did the same with me, her eyes dark with hunger.

I grabbed her favorite peony-scented lotion from her nightstand, and I started to lather her up with moisturizer, her entire body, save for her face.

I knew she had some special lotion for that.

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