ULRICH 5
Anastasia falls asleep after me feeding her, which has me smiling when I think of her glare at my treating her like a baby, but the thought of feeding her was stronger than me. If she only knew how erotic I was finding it, every time she would take the egg off the fork into her mouth, her perky little tongue sometimes peeking out to lick a piece off her lip had me as hard as steel.
I have been in a state of arousal ever since I first saw her, but it has been getting worse with each day that passes. I can’t pull myself away from her, it’s like an obsession. I thought that I could fight our bond, I thought that I could delay the inevitable, but earlier when Tanya came in with the food and placed her hand on my chest all I wanted to do was push her away. The thought of sleeping with her or any other woman for that matter now completely unappetizing to me.
When I got back to the club and found her in my bed, it felt like everything fell into place. One of the Jezebels had given her a sponge bath while she was asleep, and even though she can still do with a proper bath, the dirt that was covering her body is mostly gone. I know that the longer I take to complete our bond the worse it will be, but I can’t take her while she’s still feeling weak. I saw the fire in her when I was feeding her and purposefully ignoring her attempt to feed herself. My woman seems to be a fighter but she will soon realize that I wear the pants in this relationship.
I listen to her breathing, her chest rising and falling with each breath she takes, her eyelashes dark against her pale skin. I frown as I hear a knock, Anastasia turns her head, but she doesn’t awaken. I walk towards the door opening it quietly I see Tor. Stepping outside I close the door behind me, I don’t want him inside the room, I find myself wanting no man near her. I have never been possessive, but now I find myself wanting Anastasia all to myself, especially where men are concerned.
“Tor” I greet, I haven’t seen him since we came back from the docks. We didn’t find out as much as we were expecting, but at least we stopped the shipment. There were another two women already in one of the containers, when we arrived there and the state that they were in was heart-breaking. At least Anastasia wasn’t abused like those two women were, but the four men that were there are now in our basement together with the ones that we captured in the house and they will tell us everything they know before we get rid of them.
We also encountered Keres this time at the docks, he tried to escape when he sensed us but there was no escape and unfortunately we weren’t able to capture him alive but we are getting closer and I am sure that soon we will know who is running this fucking trafficking ring.
“How is she?” he must have just had a shower earlier as his hair is still damp and I can smell the detergent on the clothes that he is wearing which tells me that he has changed into clean clothes and seeing as its late afternoon, he must have been out and come back not too long ago.
“She still spends most of her day sleeping, but the doctor said that she needs to recuperate and the best way to do it is sleep.” Tor grunts at my comment as he lifts his hand to scratch at the stubble on his jaw.
“The other woman didn’t make it.” At Tor’s comment I tense. Shit, it could have been Anastasia. We need to find the fuckers that think it’s okay to do this to women.
“Shit, I hope she doesn’t ask about her,” I mutter, the last thing I want is to see sorrow in her eyes.
“How is it going with the two of you?” Tor asks, his eyes taking everything in.
“I’m getting to know her; she’s still not well, I can’t force our bond on her.” To be honest, I don’t know how long I can hold out. If I stay in this room with her for much longer, I won’t be able to stop myself from making her completely mine.
“Do you know what her gift is yet?” Tor asks with a raised brow, I completely forgot about that, all the elemental mates have a specific gift, but until now I haven’t seen anything that could indicate that Anastasia has any kind of gift. I shake my head in denial, I will have to somehow bring it up and see if she is willing to tell me when she doesn’t even know me. I know from what I have heard from others that usually these women keep their gifts a secret as they are more times than none labelled freaks because of being different.
“Burkhart, Brandr and Bjarni are coming up sometime this week, they are bringing their women.” I raise my brows in surprise.
“Why?”
“Let’s just say that Brandr’s woman can hear your thoughts.” At his comment, I tense.
“No fucking way!” Why didn’t anyone ever tell me that, I think back to any time that I might have been near her. I see Tor grin at my reaction as he slaps me not too gently on the arm.
“Make sure you are well and truly mated by the time they get here; I want them to meet your woman and maybe help her with anything she might need in regard to her gift.”
“Fuck Tor,” I mutter, “you can’t expect me to rush this.”
“You should have been mated the minute you touched her, stop dragging your fucking feet and get it done.” With those words, he turns and starts making his way down the corridor.
“It’s not as simple as that you know,” I mutter as I turn to enter the room once again.
“Of course, it is, you have been practicing enough for this your whole life so now show her how completely irresistible you are,” I hear Tor say as he walks away. Closing the door behind me I look at Anastasia, I will ask one of the women to bring up clean towels and when she awakens, I will help her into the shower and help her shower. I smile when I think of the water running down her body, my fingers running over her perfect body. Seeing her wearing my t-shirt has me in a constant state of arousal, knowing that her naked body is rubbing against the same fabric that my body has rubbed has me wanting to walk up to her and rip that shirt off her body.
When I think about the docks and saw the drab container where she would have been taken it has my whole-body tensing. There wasn’t even a blanket in there, they had a bucket in the corner for the women to relieve themselves like animals. We have Celmund looking into previous shipments and trying to find a link to this whole trafficking ring, but it seems like the company that is paying for the container is fictitious and we can’t find any connection yet.
“You know, it’s a little unsettling to wake up and have a man starring at you.” Anastasia’s words bring me back to the present to see her looking at me. I was so engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn’t even realize that she had awoken.
“I was thinking that maybe you would like a shower,” I say the first thing that comes to mind only to see her cheeks suddenly fill with colour. Maybe I’m not the only one that has been envisioning my hands stroking over her naked wet body. Damn, I better calm my thoughts or I’m going to pop the fastening on my jeans.
“Yes, I can just imagine how bad I must look.” What? If she only knew what kind of a reaction, she is having on me, she wouldn’t think that.
“You don’t look bad,” I mutter as I walk towards the side of the bed to help her up, as I lean forward to place my hands under her arms to pull her up, she tenses.
“What are you doing?” she asks with a shocked look on her face.
“I’m going to help you to the bathroom so that you can shower.” I am starting to get the feeling that Anastasia doesn’t let people help her much from her reactions. She doesn’t reply but simply pushes herself up with my help. We soon have her on the side, her bare legs hanging from the side of the bed, the t-shirt riding high up her thighs. Instead of pulling her to her feet I lean down placing my one arm under her legs and the other around her back, I pick her up against my chest.