Fourty-Eight. Heal

*Eleanora Elliot*

The bed sunk with weight beside me.

A hand pet my hair.

"Morning, love."

I smiled.

"Hale?"

"Mmhm."

I grabbed his hand and pressed it against my face.

His skin warm and rough as I pressed my lips to his palm.

"How are you feeling this morning?"

"Weak." I felt like Jello.

"You ready to get up at all? Today's all about you relaxing so if you wanna stay in bed that's fine too."

"Where's Lore?"

"He left to run some errands but didn't want you to wake up alone so I came back earlier than anticipated."

I nodded.

"I have to pee." I stated and he gently helped me up.

I pressed my weight into my feet as I stood, my thighs trembling at the motion.

"You're okay. I won't let you fall." He helped me to the bathroom.

I was so sore.

He helped me to the seat.

"Does it hurt when you use the bathroom?" Hale asked.

"No. I mean not like any burning or anything like that. I just think he bruised my pelvis." I sighed but Hale laughed.

I frowned.

"I'm sorry." He put his hands up.

I finished and he helped me back up.

"Do you think you'll be fine for tomorrow or do you want to wait it out for a bit?" He asked and I looked at him through the mirror as I washed my hands.

"Why?" I squinted.

"...I'm not as nice as Lore is, love." He answered slowly, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

I internally debated.

But I craved these men like nothing before.

I was feral for them. I needed to breath them in constantly and I don't think my body would appreciate me postponing him.

"We can do it tomorrow." I answered.

"I'm serious. I'm going to warn you now, I love you, but I have no intentions to be nice to you after the date part is over." He walked up behind me, his hands on my waist as I dried my hands.

"I need you, against the wall, on the table, fucked on every inch of this cabin before we leave. I'll be stripping you down and taking you on the kitchen floor, on the counter, all the way until I press your face into the pillows of the bed while I break you." He kissed my temple.

I couldn't hide the shock I felt, he knew it as his hands came down and gently hovered over my pussy.

"I've never needed something so fucking desperately until you, Nora. And I'll make sure you know it by the time I'm done with you. I'll make sure you're limping for a damn week and never forget who made you feel that way." Kisses to my jaw and neck.

"And since Lore was so kind with you last night, I feel he will do the same when we both fuck you. He was too nice. It was almost insulting... so I ask again, should you also take tomorrow to rest, Nora, love?" He kissed my cheek.

"No."

"And you're sure?"

"Yes."

He hummed, hands coming up my sides as he pulled my arms up to wrap around his neck behind me, exposing my naked body in the mirror even further.

"I fucking lost it last night. I didn't sleep. I couldn't think straight. In my head were your fucking moans and screams." His hands moved down my body once again, moving over the curves of my sides, my hips, back up my stomach until he held my tits in his hands.

"I hope you know how it pained Lore to leave you this morning. He is feral for you. I've never seen anything like it." He murmured as he lowered his head to kiss my shoulder.

I wished I could have him now. I craved that full feeling. But I took a deep breath.

"You alright?" He looked at me in the mirror and his eyes roamed over me before settling on my eyes.

"Yeah." I chewed my lip.

"What's the matter?"

"I can't wait. For tomorrow." I answered.

He chuckled.

"God you're perfect." He backed up, slapping my ass before leaving the bathroom.

I sighed.

Please fuck me now.