Kieran
I sat in a bathtub filled with rose petals and lavender as my mate meticulously washed me. I don’t think that I have ever felt this clean in my entire life. I was even at the hair stylist today, and they did not scrub my head with the gentleness and thoroughness that he did. The sparks and tingles made it feel good, too. Then, there was my body… He started with my face and worked his way down using a washcloth in selected places and a loofa in others. It, too, felt like he was massaging me. It was not just my muscles but my skin. He even spent a little extra time on my feet, which hurt from all that walking. It drew moans of relief from me.
I am relishing this moment with him when I know I should not. I am still angry, but the mate bond is trying to erase it. I am stru
