The Fallen Angels Captives

Chapter 6: Fixing her up

Melissa crawled over to me and held me gently, whispering into my hair, "I told you. Just be lucky she didn't have them both come and hurt you."

There wasn't anything more Melissa could do other than hold me and stroke my hair. At some point, I fell into a fitful sleep.

I woke to the feel of someone gently nudging my shoulder. I tried to open my eyes, but could only half open one. Looking up, I shrank back in fear when I saw Hunter leaning over me. Was the queen not satisfied? Did she want me to suffer more punishment?

"I'm not going to hurt you, just come with me for a moment, please." He whispered so as not to wake Melissa.

My whole body hurt and ached, and I could only move very slowly as I tried to get to my feet. When I stumbled, Hunter caught me in his arms, and gently placing an arm around my waist while holding my right arm, he slowly led me out of the room and down a hallway.

Turning left and walking towards the end of another hallway, he stopped us both and let go of me to open the door on the left and returned to guide me inside.

It was a bathroom. He closed the door behind us while I looked around at the white and gold decorated bathroom. The bathtub was huge, I knew if I were to lay in it my feet would not touch the end.

Opposite the bath there was a shower. Looking at Hunter, I watched him walk past the shower to the bath and start to run it.

"Do you want any bubbles added?" He asked.

Of all the questions I could have thought of, bubbles was not the word I imagined ever coming out of Hunters mouth.

I nodded my answer, my face sore and my lips and jaw hurting too much to speak up.

We both waited for the bath to fill up silently, the rushing water the only thing to stop any awkward silence.

"Give me your clothes, please." He stated.

I was too sore to feel any shame, so I pulled the night gown up and tried to lift it over my head, but my injured body wouldn't let me.

Without a word, Hunter came over and gently helped me out of it and told me to get in the bath.

When I was in, he left the room with my rag of a night gown.

The heat of the bath helped somewhat with my aching body, and I sank down into it holding onto the side handles so as not to slip under the water because like I had known, my feet couldn't reach the end.

Hearing the door open, I turned ready to see Hunter but instead was facing Jake.

"I hear you've been a naughty girl again." He winked at me and came further into the room.

I turned back and lay back down, trying to hide my body under the bubbles.

"My brother’s lucky, he gets to see your t**s every time you undress and that virgin pussy." He tried looking through the bubbles, and I scowled at him.

Grinning, he said, "sorry, you’re hurt. But if you behave, there’s no need for us to hurt you." Swirling his hand in the water, he added, "you sure you don't wanna show me what you got?"

If I had the strength, I would have slapped his hand away, but I didn't, and he took that as an invitation to slip his hand further into the water.

Before he could make contact with any desired parts, Hunter came in and grabbed his arm. "Brother what the hell are you doing?"

Jake turned to look up at him and smiled, "nothing, I just wanted to see what she has. I wasn't going to do anything else."

Hunter rolled his eyes and growled, "sure you weren't. Get out." The get out part sent chills down my spine. It was cold and empty, and even Jake didn't try to add anything. Looking back at me, he grinned and left without another word.

Hunter placed a clean night gown down for me and placed a medical kit on the side of the bath.

"Can you sit up for me please." He asked, while I watched him rummage around in the kit for what he was looking for.

I sat up slowly and waited. When he had what he wanted, he turned and got onto his knees so that he was leaning on them and eye level with me.

I tried not to flinch when he delicately took my chin between his hand and pulled me closer to him. It was such an intimate moment that I found myself blushing and trying not to make eye contact, not that he was making eye contact because he was busy looking over my face for injury.

I blushed hard and jumped a little when he rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip softly. It was split and sore to the touch.

Focusing on my lips, he wiped a disinfectant wipe over it and then drew out some kind of ointment. I had no idea what it was. He placed some on his finger and rubbed it along my bottom lip.

I had to forcefully push aside the surprising feelings of desire that ran through me to the feel of him softly running his finger along my lips.

I hadn't realized I had been watching him as he focused his gaze on my lips because the next thing I knew he was done and meeting my eyes with his own and us only inches apart.

I made the moment a hundred times more awkward by flicking my gaze to his lips and making eye contact again. 'Oh crap, does he think I'm trying to hint for a kiss?' I wondered.

Before I had time to think if this would be my first kiss, he narrowed his eyes and pulled back from me, slamming the box shut and leaving the room.

I blushed hotly and felt stupid and ashamed for even thinking a beautiful fallen angel would want to kiss someone like me, least of all one that had just punished me and was a sociopath.

When he returned, he leaned against the door of the bathroom with his arms folded and asked me to climb out and get dressed.

Slowly I got to my feet and being only five foot two, it was a long reach to the floor of the bathroom from the bathtub. I tried not to slip as there was no mat, just a shiny white floor. My attempt was futile, and I slipped and crashed painfully to the floor.

Hunter rushed to my side and with a towel in hand, wrapped it around my shoulders at the same time as he lifted me to my feet.

He wrapped the towel around my body, tucking the end over my shoulder as he asked, "you always this f*****g clumsy?" It was the first time I had heard him curse, and somehow my body reacted to it. I made sure not to show my feelings this time and muttered, "blame my mother."

"What?" He frowned, and shaking his head, didn't wait for an answer and just picked me up in his arms like a little girl. He had an arm tucked under my ass with the towel, while his other arm was around my back for balance, cradling me against him like a damn child.

I quit scowling once I realized that would only make me look more of a child, a child with a tantrum. He placed me gently onto the floor when we were back in the arena looking room and handed me the night gown.

"Why can't she get dressed in the bathroom?" Melissa asked sleepily, making us both startle.

Apparently Melissa had gone through this with him and knew the procedure, and apparently, Hunter didn't like being startled because he snapped, "I have s**t to do and can't wait while your friend is slipping all over the place like a f*****g seal. Shut up and go back to sleep."

Melissa shrugged her shoulders and turned to go to sleep while I wondered how she could because if it had been me he had spoken to like that I would probably have cried.

When I was dressed, he chained me up again and left the room without another word.

He had fixed my nose, which hurt like a b***h, but I was glad he had put it back to heal properly at least. I tried to get some more rest and fell into another fitful sleep..