Evelyn
Once Alexander and I are both clean, he gently towels me off and dresses my wounds. I look in the mirror as he carefully applies the bandage. A violent bruise has already formed around my neck in the shape of his hand, right where he tried to strangle me.
My guess is that’s how my vocal cords were damaged.
Alexander notices me examining the injury. He gently turns me away so I’m no longer facing the mirror.
Once all of our injuries have been tended to, he guides me back to the bedroom. We’re both still naked, but the tension between us negates any possible sensuality – even with the effect of the mate bond. Still, the nudity brings a level of intimacy, even if it’s not s****l in nature.
Alexander guides me to the side of the bed farthest from the door and draws back the duvet,
