Healed By Love

CHAPTER 39

AUDELIA'S POV

"Xaen?" I call out, closing the door to his room softly behind me.

The bed in the room is empty, the sheets neatly arranged along with the pillows while the monitors and other medical equipment are kept in the corner of the room.

I move towards the attached bathroom, hearing shuffling from the inside. As I stand by the door, I am met with the sight of Xaen wearing only his pants, his shirt held in his hands while his eyes land on me.

"Did you knock out anyone this time?" He asks, placing the shirt on the countertop of the sink before heading towards me.

"You just have to check the room down the hall to see." I say innocently, wrapping my hands around his neck when he stands in front of me.

During the span of the week, I have paid him more visits and each time, more men of his dropped unconscious out of nowhere with no camera footage. Despite the increased security every day, I always find a way to get in by hook or by crook.

One of his hands curls around my waist, pulling me closer while the other reaches behind me and I hear the door locking with a click.

"You are going to be late." I remind him when he pulls me on my tiptoes, his other hand removing my hair tie and letting my curls fall freely.

"Hmm." He simply hums in response, twirling a dark strand between his fingers. "I own this place Smeraldo. Unless I say it is late, it is not. And, I say we have plenty of time." His usually clear whiskey eyes have turned a shade darker.

"You know, Stefano is waiting for you, right?" I tilt my head to the side as he cups my face, his thumb caressing my cheek.

"And he will continue waiting." He leans down, placing a light kiss on my lips. "Because, I have waited too long for you now, Smeraldo."

His lips are back on mine but instead of a light kiss, it is deeper and feverish, evoking all sorts of sensations and emotions from me.

Our lips mold together as we kiss each other feverishly, not getting enough. I let out a moan when his hand threads into my hair, tilting my head back and at the same time, his tongue glides past my lips into my mouth.

His tongue brushes mine as it explores every corner of my mouth. My eyes flutter close, letting him ravage my mouth as the sensation overwhelms every other sense. I feel my heartbeat escalate, my heart pounding against my ribcage.

He pushes me against the door and my hands are instantly on his hard shoulders for support. His lips fall on my neck, finding my sensitive spot and sucking on it before turning the pleasure into pain by biting.

His hand on my back, trails upwards, finding the zipper of my dress, yanking it down in one go. His lips leave my neck as he reaches down, his hands grabbing the hem of my dress and lifting it up. As soon as the dress is off, it gets discarded to the corner with my bra following suit.

He sucks on the skin down my throat till the valley of my breast, his hot breath fanning over my hot skin.

"Xaen." I moan out, my back arching into him as his mouth closes around my stiff nipple, the other being captured and assaulted by his fingers. My mind turns into a frenzy at the onslaught of sensation.

His teeth bite. His tongue soothes the pain. His fingers pinch. The pad of his thumb massages it. My stomach tightens in a pleasurable way and my head falls back against the door, my breathing turning deeper.