After they had silently finished their meals, Jason stood and held out his hand for Elizabeth, guiding her away from the table and leading her up the steps to the bedroom. His eyes still held the same deep green tone but his breathing had calmed and his face looked a little calmer as he walked into the bathroom. The sound of a powerful faucet began to emit from the bathroom, and the shifting of bottles detailed that he was filling the bath, a soothing aroma of a floral scent began to filter out of the room as steam filled the air within it.
"I think it's best you take a bath, you can keep your arm out of the tub and I'll help you get cleaned up." he said as he left the room, the water still filling the immense bath. Removing his shirt as he walked over to the basket.
"I, uh..." she said nervously as her unharmed hand began to fidget with the large t-shirt he had provided for her at the end of her hospital stay since her sweater had been shredded and was covered in her own blood.
"I wont look." he said with a sigh as he noticed her demeanor. "But you wont be able to do it yourself." he looking back at her, his eyes showing he was being sincere.
"Okay..." she said with a small nod as she looked down at the bandaged arm.
"Go in, get undressed and then get in the bath. Let me know when I can come in." he said with a nod to the bathroom.
She gave another small nod and turned to go into the bathroom. For some reason feeling no need to close the door behind her, only because of his recent words showing that he would be respectful of her privacy. Her injured hand shook as she used both of them to pull the shirt over her head. Her eyes lingering on her stomach for a moment as she poked at it to test that it was still firm, her mind twisting and contorting the image making her feel as if she was getting fat, and a flustered sigh erupted as she looked away from the mirrored reflection. Making the decision right there and then that she wouldn't be eating until she was content with her own body again.
One hand going down to the brim of her leggings, pushing them down as she felt her eyes begin to look back at her reflection, this time taking in her round butt and lingering on the top of her thighs. Tears beginning to well out of nowhere as her mind began to further convince her that she was indeed getting fat, when in all actual reality Jason had been right and she had lost weight. She began to be overrun with an irrational fear that he would find her disgusting to look at.
He doesn't like fat girls.
Mark's words repeating in her head over and over again and she continued to push the pants down her legs with one hand. Not knowing why she was so overly concerned about Jason's thoughts or opinions regarding her body, especially since it was something she had previously, so carefully guarded from him.
The pants stopping at her ankles as she haphazardly tried to kick off her shoes, being so distracted with her fixation on the non-existent fat that she had missed this step, she ended up stumbling backwards and hitting her arm against the showers glass causing a sharp inhale which sucked at her clenched teeth.
Jason was in the room within seconds, standing in front of her and pulling her away from the glass. Concern laden eyes taking in the tears that welled within her own and gentle hands going to look at the bandaging to ensure that no bleeding was caused from the collision with glass. "Are you alright?" he asked with worry, as his eyes still examined the bandages.
Her face displayed shock, he never failed to amaze her with just how quick he actually was and it was always alarming. "Y-yes. I just had trouble with my shoes." she said looking down as she had successfully dislodged one, but the other still remained.
Wordlessly, he quickly bent down onto one knee, his hands placing both of hers on his shoulders so she would have a stabilizing support as he lifted the foot with the shoe still attached and removed it carefully. Pulling her pants off of one leg, as well as her socks, before replacing the foot and then doing the same the with the opposite. "There." he said as he stood, finding it incredibly difficult to not look at her, his eyes sneaking a glance as he rose before they quickly averted to the wall.
"Thank you.." she whispered staring at his face, shock still being apparent but it softening in regards to how caring he was being with her.
"I'll leave so you can finish." he said, his eyes staring in every direction but hers as he began to turn and walk away. Her anxiety further building due to the crippling fear of him finding her unattractive.
"Do you think I'm fat?" she said her voice beginning to tremble as she watched him make his way towards leaving.
"What?" he said turning around to stare at her, once again taking in the tears in her eyes. "No." he said quickly, after he recovered from the unexpected question. His eyes diverting away from her once more as he sighed with frustration feeling as if he should have knocked Mark the fuck out for his prodding ways.
"Then why aren't you looking at me?" she felt as if she was going crazy. Not really understanding why it bothered her so much that he was so actively avoiding her form. Feeling as if she was repulsive to him and that he had to advert his eyes to shield from his disgust.
Mark her.
"I was giving you privacy." he said with the flicker of additional annoyance. Finding it even more difficult to keep his eyes away from her when she was standing there in only her bra and panties, practically asking for him to look.
"You do think I'm fat." she said in dejection as a tear rolled down her face, being so overrun with frantic thoughts that she couldn't focus on the reality at present. Not recalling how she once was doing everything in her power to hide her skin from his eyes.
"No. You're fucking perfect." he said finally bringing his green eyes to look deeply into hers. "You want me to look at you? Is that what you want?" he questioned, taking a step closer to her, his eyes still not straying from her face.
"I'm so gross." she mumbled out using her good hand to rub at the tears in her eyes, an overwhelming feeling that she was losing her mind as she stood before him half naked and blubbering about his lack of desire for her.
"You're beautiful." he said, his two hands going on her hips and squeezing at them firmly, his thumbs rubbing at her hip bones as his eyes trailed from her face and down to her chest still concealed in the bra. "You're so beautiful." he said as his tone was getting deeper and his eyes were growing darker with each second they lingered on her breasts.
"You don't have to lie to me." she said with a shake of her head and another sniffle, immediately receiving a firmer grip from him on her hips as he pulled her closer.
"I'm not lying." his voice was stern, as one of his hands slipped around her back and glided above the smooth curves, starting above her butt and trailing its way up her spine where it stopped at her shoulder. "Don't insult me." he leaned over and whispered into her ear, taking the time to smell her hair and breathe in her fragrance.
His warm breath caused a shudder to form across her entire body, her eyes closing as his scent filled her nose, his closeness starting to quell her anxiety as his grip pulsated on her hip and his hand rubbed delicately at her shoulder. "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me." she said emitting the smallest laugh into his chest as she pressed her cheek against it.
"I have never wanted anybody more." he whispered again, feeling the goosebumps erupt on her skin, unable to control his own arousal and also unable resist the drive to rub his hardened member against her panty clad folds. A gasp emitted from her throat as he pushed her back closer to the window of the shower wall, his arm acting as a barrier and a support allowing him to further press his dick against her frame. His eyes black, as he hid them behind closed lids, continuing to inhale her scent as his grip tightened on her.
Mark her.
"I don't know why..." she said with a shake of her head.
"Stop it." he said firmly, disliking her self loathing and wanting to end it immediately. His hand on her shoulder running down to the clasp of her bra and smoothly unclipping it with a quick squeeze dislodging the hooks.
A nervousness began to fill him, hoping that she would finally permit him entrance between her thighs. Hoping that he would be able to finally mate and mark her before she entered the second week of her cycle. Wanting, to pick her little cherry while he had control of himself, and fearing if he did not do so now he would be less than gentle when the feral side of him took over in response to her body in the middle of her heat.
"The bath..." she said breathlessly as she responded to his touches, her womanhood clenching with each firm grip he delivered and the sensation of his erection pressed against her.
"Get in the bed." he whispered lowly, as he pulled her bra away from her shoulders, his intense stare focusing on her erect nipples and so desperately wanting to take the delicate buds into his mouth.
Mark her.
His eyes ravishing her form as she complied to his command without a word, staring at the long hair that lined her back and the way that her hips swayed as she walked out and into the bedroom. As soon as she was out of sight and he had nothing further to hold his eyes onto, he quickly walked over to the tub and shut off the water as it was about to overflow. His hands moving to his pants as he found himself in the bedroom, quickly stepping out of them as he walked to her laying form on the end of the bed. Her eyes watching him with a wide eyed expression showing excitement and anxiety.
"Is this what you want?" he asked as he pulled his boxers down, his eyes intensely focusing on hers, ensuring that she was comfortable and ready. Hesitation formed as he grabbed his cock and she didn't give a response. Her eyes falling down to his hand which gripped his girth and she trembled while pushing herself back further into the bed keeping her fixated stare on his member. "Elizabeth, is this what you want?" he questioned more sternly.
"...Y-yes.." she said, eventually pulling her eyes away from their present stare to look into his. A satisfied smile erupting on his face as he crawled forward onto the bed.
"We'll go slow..." he said as his hands grabbed at the side of her panties and he began to pull them down her thighs, before throwing them over his shoulder. "It may feel uncomfortable at first.." he purred out towards her, his pitch black eyes said as he stared hungrily at her exposed pussy.
"I-is it g-going to h-hurt?" she stuttered out, looking up to him as her heart was pounding out of her chest.
"Only for a minute.." he responded as two of his fingers began to rub at the juicy flower between her legs, eventually slipping into her to further confirm she was indeed ready, a gasp erupting from her lips as he entered his digits in and gave her a few firm strokes. "But then it will feel amazing." his voice growing husky as he stared down at her wetness glistening on his fingers as he moved them in and out rhythmically. A satisfied groan crawling from the base of his throat as he watched her bodies response, and the way her hips began to move seamlessly with his fingers.
"Do you have a condom?" she questioned back in between shaky breaths. Her intact hand running through her hair and gripping it as she felt a fire take over her body.
"No." he said quickly, hoping this wouldn't be a deterrent because he most definitely never used them and would not be using one with her now. "But, I'll pull out..." That was a lie. "It feels better for you without one anyway." he said removing his fingers from her and pushing her up further on the bed, finding a means to distract her by wrapping his arms around her thighs and burrowing his face in between them. His tongue rolling over her clit and sucking it into his mouth where he nibbled at it lightly. Feeling intoxicated by the smell and taste of her juices.
"I-im not on b-birth control." she gasped out as her chest arched forward and her eyes clenched shut, her injured hand gripping at the comforter and her ignoring the pain that shot up her arm in response.
"Good.." he once again purred, his hot breath only intensifying the sensations he was providing to her, his tongue moving down and licking up all the wetness she gave him before he prodded it into her entrance and it began to dance within her tunnel. This action taking away any hope of rational thinking on her part as her hand left her own head and gripped at his, pulling at his hair and causing him to moan into her hot crevice.
His mouth made love to her cunt as if he was a starving man and it was an abundant food source. He eventually ripping himself away from it as he felt his own excitement begin to bubble out of control and almost spill over. His body crawled up hers leaving kisses trailing from her groin to her chest, his tongue swirling over a nipple lovingly before pulling it into his mouth and nipping at it lightly causing her to gasp once again in response only making him grin against her flesh.
MARK HER!
"Are you ready?" he said as he moved away from her breast to place a kiss on her neck, trailing those kisses up to her lips where his tongue delved into her mouth momentarily making her taste her own arousal.
She nodded frantically, being overwhelmed by the throbbing in-between her legs and the way the muscles spasmed and clenched in baited anticipation. His hand deposited firmly at the side of her head as his other hand began to rub the tip of his dick against her natural lubricant, causing him to draw his lower lip into his mouth and bite at it lightly as his own body began to tremble from the sensations.
"Remember, it's going to hurt at first." he said as he began to push into her small entrance, a gasp forming as she felt his thickness begin to spread her open, his hips pushing her legs open wider, giving him more accessibility. He stopped as he was half way in and began to pump in an out, allowing her body time to accept his length and width at a slower pace, finding it unbearable to have to restrain himself as she moaned each time with his upward angled strokes hitting that little bulbous pleasure spot within her. "Does it feel good?" he whispered out lowly, as he sought rewarding words from her.
She nodded rapidly, finding it difficult to voice a response as she bit at her lower lip, an electric energy travelling between the two of them as he slid in and out in caution with the slow pace. "Are you ready for more?" he asked as she nodded again even more fervently, her eyes now scrunched shut as she emitted more gasping moans while he continued to prod her with his cock. "Speak Elizabeth." those same eyes fluttered opened and she stared at him as if she was drunk with flushed cheeks and her world spinning from the pleasure.
"Y-yes." she managed to mutter out while staring back into his intense hungry eyes.
"This is where its going to hurt..." he whispered out, as he laid his body on top of hers so his chest met hers, the hand beside her head allowing his elbow to drop down as his free hand reached around to grip roughly at her ass as he fought himself from slamming into her. "Just for a minute." he whispered before depositing a soft kiss on her lips, using his grip on her ass to push his length into her slowly stopping as he felt that precious hymen of hers against his tip, and then shoving more of his length through it causing her to wince with tears filling her eyes and a sharp inhale forming from the stinging pain. The faint smell of blood emanating from her virgin barrier further arousing him. Her hands grabbing at his shoulders as her body reacted trying to push him away in automatic response from the searing sharp uncomfortable sensation. "Shh. Baby it's okay." he cooed, his words melting into her. "It's going to get better." his soft tones with words of encouragement giving her peace, as he pushed further in, depositing more kisses on her lips as her nails clenched into his skin. "You're doing great." he groaned out as his length filled her, she feeling as if he was prodding into her stomach.
"It hurts." she whimpered, delving her face into his neck to hide the embarrassment she felt at her own tears.
"It's okay..." he whispered back, as he began to pull his length out of her slowly only to return it smoothly in a slow gentle thrusts, making sure to keep that same angle so he could hit that little g spot of hers and give her more pleasure.
His arm on the bed moving to wrap around her shoulders and hold her tightly against his upper body as he began to pick up his pace, groaning as he felt her muscles clench against his thick dick. "You're so tight." he muttered into her hair, his eyes closing as he continued to try and control his movements.
Never had he been so careful with his prowess, preferring to fuck fast and hard, but in this moment he was wanting to build an experience for her, wanting to please her and ensure she was enjoying herself for her first time.
With each push and pull motion he made, his mouth made its progress down her neck, depositing little kisses which seemed to stagnate at the crook. His eyes opening to stare intensely at the flesh as his pace picked up a little in speed, a grin forming as the moans began to return from her with more pleasure than pain. "Tell me you love me." he huskily breathed out against her neck.
"W-what?" she questioned back as she was currently overrun with the tingling that was channeling throughout her body, not really grasping what he said.
"Tell me you love me." he said his movements slowing as he tantalizingly ensured to prod at the same spot with the tip of his cock, his eyes still fixated on her neck.
MARK HER!
"I l-love you." she seemingly exhaled out in a long lingering moan.
"Yeah, you do." he replied cockily with a grin as he then slammed his dick inside of her, at the same time his canines extending out of his mouth where he clamped them down at the crook of her neck and sank them into her flesh causing an immediate gasp from her and her body shook uncontrollably in reaction. A warmth flowing over his dick as she provided to him her first orgasm, his teeth remaining sunk in her skin as his tongue began to lap up the blood emitting from the wound.
His demeanor saw an immediate change as he began to pull out and slam back into her in a rapid pace, sending her into another orgasm which was fueled by her first. His hips bucking against hers with such a force that she felt her entire world shaking, his hot breath groaning against the skin of her neck as he removed his teeth so that he could control his strong intense movements against her flesh. "Oh fuck, I love you." he groaned out as his pace got faster and he was beginning to feel his own unwinding. "Fuck.." he breathed out as he delved so deep into her and began to shake as his dick spasmed and sputtered within her warm flesh filling her depths with his hot cum, stopping his movements so it was all deposited as far as possible within her.
When he was emptied, he gave a couple more loving strokes with his member before firmly planting his lips against her and resting his sweat lined forehead against hers as he breathed heavily from the exertion. She was left with her own gasping breaths as her hand reached to her scalp to grip at her hair, her body seeming to vibrate with warmth, reality setting in that he came inside her and a panic beginning to fill her chest. "You didn't pull out." she said with anxiety in her voice as her body was still overwhelmed with sensitivity.
"I forgot.." he said, his eyes adverting momentarily an involuntary signal showing his lie, before giving her a kiss on the lips and slowly detaching himself from her, where he immediately rolled over on his back and pulled her over to cradle her against his chest.
"But.. I could get pregnant." she said now glazing over in a shocked daze.
"Hopefully." he replied, knowing it was most probably unlikely since she wasn't in her second week of heat and her body wouldn't be the most receptive to it based on the current stage of the cycle. However, it wasn't impossible.
"But.. I don't want to be pregnant." she whispered out as tears began to well in her eyes as she thought about how irresponsible she just was being so overrun with the sensations he gave her which were the gasoline to the overwhelming fire of her previous anxiety.
"It would be a good thing, Elizabeth." he said sternly with another heavy breath, only finding himself slightly annoyed at her response, being more satisfied with finally taking what was his, finally getting to mark her and truly make her his, at the same time filling with hope that he would soon have an heir. "Lets go get that bath."
She was once again filled with that same desperate sorrow she had experienced many times since her stay here, now that she had time to come back to a rational present. Finding no words to even provide a response.