She wraps her arms and legs around me, locking my body to hers.
I manage to push my arms beneath her and hold her as tight as I can with the little strength I have left.
We lie still for close to thirty minutes before I lift my head to look at her. A smile spreads over my face, and satisfaction pours through my veins when I see she’s fallen asleep.
With me still buried deep inside her.
Not giving a fuck about cleaning up, I relax on top of her and close my eyes. With our naked bodies one, I let sleep take me.
After the intense afternoon we had, Rosalie and I have zero strength to do anything.
I feed Luna and fix us grilled cheese sandwiches. Sitting on the couch, we watch reruns of CSI.
When we’re done eating, I place the plates on the coffee table, and lying down on the couch, I position Rosalie, so she’s lying on top of me.
“I’ll probably fall asleep again,” she mumbles against my chest. “There might be drool.”
“Go for it,moyaMalen'kaya Roza.” I brush my fingers up and down her back as I watch some dumb fuck trying to cover up a murder.
“Viktor,” Rosalie whispers.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you for today.”
I tilt my head, so I can glance down at her. “I enjoyed it too.”
A fuck ton. We’ll definitely do that again.
She turns her head and rests her chin on my chest. “Is it weird that I loved it after what I’ve been through?”
“No.” I move my hand to her cheek, caressing her soft skin. “Not at all. I showed you that even if you’re unconscious, you’re safe with me. I think that helped in some way. Right?”
She nods, then stretches her body to press a kiss to my jaw. “It was healing.”
“Good.” Taking hold of her chin, I bring her mouth to mine and kiss her tenderly. When I let her go, I add, “What fantasies do you have?”
“Hell,” she murmurs as she thinks. “You’re a living, breathing fantasy for me.”
“You don’t mind that mine are twisted?”
She shakes her head, a smile curving her lips. “I love it.” Curiosity creeps into her eyes. “What else are you into?”
“Bondage.” I continue to brush my fingers up and down her back. “I’d like to tie you up and do whatever I want to you.”
“Okay.” There’s zero fear in her eyes. “What else?”
“Role-play does it for me. Living out a depraved fantasy where I have all the power, and you’re at my mercy or the other way around. You can pretend to take advantage of me.”
“So you’ll like it if we pretended you’re asleep while I have my wicked way with you?”
“Definitely,” I answer. “Fucking you while you’re unconscious is a top favorite. I didn’t even think of that one until the opportunity arose.”
She lets out a chuckle. “You have no idea how hard it was to keep still.”
“You did a good job,moyaMalen'kaya Roza,” I praise her. With my eyes locked on hers, I ask, “Which fantasies are a no-go for you?”
“I can’t think of any.”