Obsession (Book 3 in Dark Revenge) by Anne T. Thyssen

Author:Anne T. Thyssen [Thyssen, Anne T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

-Jared-

Alison let out a surprised gasp as I grabbed her ass and pulled her toward me, causing her to end up straddling my lap. She shot me a scolding glance, but I had grown somewhat fond of having her body on top of mine while she tended to my wound. Perhaps it was because she was taking care of me, and I found some unexpected enjoyment in that. No one had ever done so willingly, and although I was aware that she only did it because she had no choice, it provided me with an excuse to embrace the unusual calm that enveloped me while she sat on my thighs, leaning closer to me.

I had permitted her to quickly clean up and wear a small robe that barely covered her, then had her straddle me on the bed while I reclined against the headboard. I had placed the first aid kit on the nightstand within her reach, and she was becoming quite skilled at this task. She efficiently cleaned the wound on the side of my face, wiping away the blood, disinfecting it, and applying a small bandage.

“How did you get it?” she inquired.

“Remember our agreement about questions?” I reminded her.

“Right. No asking any.”

“You really don’t want to know, Alison,” I cautioned her. Her curiosity was evident in her eyes, but she relented for now.

However, her attention was soon drawn to something on my arm. I had removed my shirt upon returning since it was stained with blood, and I knew what had caught her eye.

“Master, your arm,” she pointed out, lifting it slightly for me to see. The pain was already telling me what had formed on my arm—a sizable bruise from being kicked down the stairs.

“It’s nothing,” I dismissed.

“Do you just enjoy collecting wounds?” she retorted, crossing her arms. In response, I smacked her ass firmly, causing her to hiss and momentarily jump before settling back onto my thighs. “Ouch, that hurt.”

“Good,” I teased, and she shot me a glare. “You’re not finished yet.”

“Fine, lean forward.”

I did as she instructed so she could more easily tend to the wound on my back. She had been proficient at keeping it clean, aiding in the healing process of her own terrible handiwork. I didn’t care if it left a nasty scar. What mattered was that she had helped put me back together.

As she leaned closer, her warmth drew me in, permeating my chilled skin, and I pressed her even tighter against me, nuzzling my face between the gap in her robe and into the space between her breasts.

“I can’t concentrate when you do that!” she scolded.

I chuckled softly, nibbling on the side of her breast. “Why?”

“You know why,” she sighed.

“I’m telling you to say it.”

She groaned and tried to distract us both by focusing on her work, but I tightened my hands on her ass as a warning.

"Fine!" she conceded. "Because it feels good. Can I work now?" Her question brought a smile to my face, and I couldn't help but oblige.

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