Alexander's mind was racing with wicked thoughts as he watched her open the closet. His gaze landed on her bare skin and he could only imagine how it felt like to rain kisses on that flawless skin of hers. His gaze travelled southwards and landed on her well rounded bottom. She was struggling to reach for a robe that was placed higher in the closet giving him a better view. The fire that was mere sparks now intensified to a blaze that even Alexander himself was afraid he could distinguish.
Isadora knew that his unmoving gaze had been fixated on her all the time. By standing there, she was giving him the luxury to admire her curves and this intensified his lust. Finally, she got hold of the robe but lost her balance and she let out a gasp as she anticipated to feel the pain. She closed her eyes as a flash of almost physical pain formed on her face when she imagined hitting the cold floor.
But instead of feeling pain, she felt a pair of strong arms surround her body and lifted her up as if she was weightless. She shot her eyes open and her gaze met with his. His eyes looked mesmerizing that she had to remind herself to breathe. She expected him to place her down but to her surprise, he threw her on the bed.
Isadora stared at Alexander confused. What was he planning to do? An image of Alexander raping her crossed her mind and her eyes widened in realization. Her gaze shot on him with warning and she fled at the far end of the end, her back finally meeting with the cold wall that she could feel penetrate the layer of her clothing.
Alexander chuckled at her behavior and climbed on the bed, with his towel only. Isadora had sworn to scream if he took a step closer but she found herself tongue tied when he climbed the bed. Instead, her heart was beating with fear and anticipation. She found it hard to admit but it was the truth. But what exactly was she anticipating. Her gaze fell on his eyes that were now blank of expression. Only hunger and lust could be spotted in them. But for some odd reason, she felt like touching his perfect abs and chest.
Alexander continued advancing her, his gaze never leaving hers. He could clearly see the fear in her eyes and the anticipation too. He was at least glad that she had not blocked him from his advances. Time seemed to come slowly to a halt as the two stared intently at each other, their breathing even. Alexander eyes landed on her luscious lips and he swallowed unconsciously as if he was craving for a piece of meat. This did not go unnoticed by Isadora and she knew what would happen next. She saw him draw closer and she closed her eyes in anticipation as she waited for that same feeling that he had granted to her bac at the garden. A strange yet sweet feeling!
Alexander watched as she closed her eyes anticipating for a kiss. He looked at her slightly open mouth and a silent chuckle escaped his mouth. So she wanted him that bad? But he could not just give her what she wanted yet. He wanted her to say it by herself. If she wanted him so bad, then she had to confess it. For now, he just wanted to lye on his bed while holding her all night in his arms.
Isadora had unconsciously parted her lips as she anticipated for a soft kiss to land on her. Seconds passed but still nothing had happened. A frown settled on her face and a line of discomfort formed on her face. She opened her eyes slowly when a strong arm yanked her and the next thing she knew, she was sleeping next to him. Funny enough, he had already closed his eyes.
His grip on her waist was strong and she knew she could not escape. So this bastard wanted her to spend the night here? She berated herself for having thought that he wanted something more. What the hell had gotten into her mind? And to make the matters worse, she had opened up for him. The thought of it, as hard as it was for her to accept, made her scold herself even more.
Her attention turned to him and she could hear his even breathing and his rhythmic heartbeat. And now that she looked him so close, she could not help but admire his features. His lashes were shady and long and he had a pointed nose. His lips were now pursed making him even more beautiful. His still damp hair had been cut short and it smelled like spices. She took a handful of it and inhaled the sweet smell. Her gaze travelled downwards to his sharp jaw and landed on his chest and abs. She discovered that he was still wrapped in a towel and her face turned red.
Throwing the bad thoughts at the back of her mind, she continued her little adventure on his body. She could not help but itch for a touch. Her eyes flew to his now closed eyes and she waved her hand at the front of his face. When no reaction came from him, her instincts instructed her hands to explore this once in a lifetime opportunity. Little did she know that Alexander was silently watching everything that she was doing.
And when he saw her hand hung in mid air for a touch, he pretended to be fast asleep, even ceasing to breathe for a minute as he anticipated for her touch. After what seemed like eternity, a fragile yet warm hand caressed his face travelling southwards. He felt ticklish especially when she touched his nipple but he couldn't spoil the mood. Besides, he was also enjoying it. He felt her hand travel further southwards and landed on his abs.
Isadora poked the abs playfully. To her, they looked like chocolates and a thought of licking them crossed her mind. How would it feel like? For heaven's sake Isadora, what are you even thinking about? She scolded herself for the nth time. Time passed by as she poked his abs and she finally fell asleep. Alexander, who had never slept a wince, slowly lifted his head and saw her there, lying still on his chest. A warm smile appeared on his face and his hand landed on her blonde hair. Today was going to be the most peaceful of knights in his entire life. He drifted back to sleep with a warm smile plastered on his face.
And that night, the two slept, cuddling each other, like a couple!