Chapter 41 - KAT
When I finally opened my eyes, I looked around the room, a hospital room.
I had been saved. If I wasn't so weak and dehydrated, I probably would've broken out into tears and started hysterically crying.
I tried to sit up, but my aunt, Irina, pushed me back down gently, and instead got the controller for the bed and clicked a button so it tilted upwards, allowing me to look around the room better.
Lyamina also came up to me, and she stroked my hair out of my face, smiling sweetly.
"How do you feel?" asked Irina.
"W-weak," I tried to say, but it was hard to talk, and I didn't have much energy at all.
"You've had a hard few days, but you are okay now, you just need to regain your strength and you will be perfect," smiled Lyamina.
"W-where's E-e-enzo?" I stuttered.
"I will find out," said Lyamina as she left the room.
It was a short while later that she came back in with Enzo, and all of the boys.
I smiled at him, and tried to lift my hand so that he would come and hold it, which he did.
We looked into eachother's eyes, my hero, my boyfriend, my partner-in-crime, although he would probably never let me anywhere near real crime, I don't fancy it anyway.
"Dante will never touch you again," he said to me, and I smiled at him.
I knew what that meant; Dante was dead, either by the hands of someone in the Italian mafia or the Russian mafia.
I didn't agree with killing people, but I know that neither of the two mafia's that protected and looked over me would have it any other way, and arguing or being upset in my state would only drain more of my non-existent energy.
He kissed me on the forehead, and I felt a warm feeling flood all the way through my body, but I was too weak to smile.
He was here, and that was all I needed. I was safe, and I could sleep peacefully knowing that Dante wouldn't come in in the middle of the night, or anyone else, and try and harm me.
I was also absolutely exhausted, as I had barely let myself sleep, thinking that if I slept I might never wake up or something, but now I could sleep in peace, so I drifted off, with my knight in shining armour holding my hand, surrounded by my close family.
When I woke up, he wasn't there anymore, but Irina, Lyamina, Vlad, Uncle Stev and my grandfather were. It was basically just my Russian family, apart from my parents. Oh my God, my parents.
"Is my mum and dad okay?" I said. Now I have had some sleep, I felt a lot more full of energy, and the fluids they were putting straight into my blood via IV had rehydrated me.
I no longer felt that weak, although there were still various injuries that held me back, like my arm and the bruises and swelling on my face.
"They are fine, your dad knows what has happened, your mother has been told that you were mugged in the street. She, of course, is very worried, and they are both flying over this afternoon," answered Uncle Stev.
"Thank you," I smiled.
I got up out of the hospital bed, assisted by Lyamina and Irina, and they helped me change out of the hospital gown (all of the males had been kicked out). I got changed into something comfortable and normal: dark grey joggers, a black vest top, a red sweater and some uggs.
"Can we go home?" I asked.
"Of course darling," answered Irina, helping me get up and taking me to the car.
We drove back to Enzo's house, and they helped me get into bed, before flicking the lights off and letting me sleep.
The bed smelt just like him, and I let it fill my nose as I drifted off to sleep again.
I was briefly awoken by a movement in the mattress as I felt someone get in, but I could smell that it was Enzo, and I fell straight back to sleep again.
When I woke up I felt a pair of arms wrapped carefully around me, being sure to not touch my injured arm, and I snuggled further into them.
"Good morning babe," said Enzo, sounding like he was still half asleep.
"Morning," I replied, nestling my head into his shoulder.
We just lay like that for a bit, before I decided I needed a shower.
I had one shower at the hospital, assisted by a nurse, but I wanted a shower back in a place I felt comfortable, without assistance by a nurse, and with all of my own products.
"I'm having a shower," I stated, as I got up out of bed.
"I'm coming with you. To, um, make sure you don't slip," smirked Enzo. I held out my hand and he interlocked his fingers with mine. I led us to the bathroom, where we let the shower run till it was the right temperature, and climbed in.
Even though it had only been a couple of days I had been apart from him, it felt like a millennium, and I had missed Enzo so badly.
I cuddled up against his naked body, putting my head on his chest, and wrapped one of my arms around his waist, the other arm I couldn't put in the water because of the bandage.
He leant his head on my head, and put his arms around me.
We stood like that for a good while, before he shampooed and conditioned my hair, then washed me down with soap, and I tried to wash him with soap, with my one hand that was allowed in the water, as I had to hold the other one outside of the jets, but when he saw I was struggling, he took over, chuckling at me.
Once we had finished, he grabbed a towel and wrapped me up in it, then wrapped one around his waist before carrying me back to bed.
He lay me down on the bed, and then climbed in next to me.
We stared at eachother for a bit, again, before I put my good hand on the back of his head, and slightly tugged, indicating that I wanted him to come closer.
Once he moved his head in slightly closer, I moved my head in, and we softly touched lips, kissing eachother gently and sensually.
"I want to have sex," I said to him, breaking from the kiss.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, gently, but yes. I want to feel you inside me, I want normality, I want you," I said. He smiled at me, and pulled the towel off of my body.
Sex scene from here till end of chapter xxx (if you skip you will not miss any of the plot)
He carefully positioned himself on top of me, holding himself up with his hands so that he wouldn't crush me if he lay on me.
We stared into eachother's eyes, before he moved his face down towards mine to kiss me.
He kissed me slowly and passionately, exploring my mouth with his tongue, and letting me explore his, as they danced together.
He had removed his towel from his waist, and I could feel his erection pushing lightly against my stomach, making my womanhood flutter slightly, as we continued kissing. He moved his mouth over to my ear, and sucked on it gently, whispering, "I love you."
"I love you too," I half moaned, half spoke back to him.
Then, he moved his mouth down to my neck, trailing kissing along it, and sucking slightly, then kissing where he just sucked.
His kisses trailed all the way down to one of my nipples, where he gently sucked on them, causing me to moan with pleasure.
Once he was satisfied with the one nipple, he moved on to the other, again causing me to moan with pleasure.
I couldn't take this slow, sensual stuff anymore, so I moved my good arm to grab his manhood.
He jolted with pleasure slightly, not expecting me to do that, and I could see a miniature smile form on his lips as he continued sucking on my nipple.
His cock was hard and throbbing slightly in my hand, and I knew he just wanted to be inside me, he was just worrying about hurting me.
"Baby, I hurt my arm, not my vagina, and I am slightly tired, but I still want you inside me.
Stop worrying," I said to him. He moved his head to look up, hooking his eyesight onto mine.
He stared at me for a minute or two, as if he was examining my face, before he smirked, and thrust himself into me.
It was a meaningful, purposeful motion, and it was strong.
I could feel his cock against every wall inside me, as it moved across them slowly, as he sensually thrust in and out of me.
He hit the spot inside of me perfectly, and every time he moved past that one particular spot, it caused me to arch my back slightly, and whimper his name out.
I moved my good hand so that I was cupping his balls, and he threw his head back, groaning loudly. As he sped up, watching my face closely just to make sure I was enjoying it, and not looking like I was in pain, he started calling out my name, and I was calling out his.
It was sensual and passionate, and I loved every second of it. I loved looking into his eyes as I could feel him thrust himself into me, and I loved putting my hand around his neck and pulling him in closer to my face so that I could kiss him.
Eventually, I could feel myself climaxing, and so could he. I felt it rising inside me, before if gained momentum and took over my whole body, causing me to whimper loudly and collapse on the bed. At the same time my walls tightened around his cock, he climaxed too, spilling his cum inside me.
He removed himself from inside me, and rolled himself over onto his back to lay beside me. I tilted my head slightly so that I was looking at him, and he looked at me. We stared into eachother's eyes for a minute or two, before I took myself off to the bathroom to clean up.
When I was in the bathroom, I looked through my box of face care things, just wanting to apply a bit of moisturiser.
Just next to some of my various creams I noticed my pill packet, and realised that I hadn't taken my pills since I had been kidnapped by Dante.
Fuck. It was risky, but it wouldn't be too bad if I hadn't had already accidentally missed two already in my cycle, meaning my percentage of being protected against pregnancy was a lot lower than it would be if I took them right.
I was also almost in the part of my cycle when I ovulate, which is the period of time in the cycle when you can actually get pregnant.
I quickly popped open the packet and popped a pill into my mouth, hoping that it would somehow work itself out, and that based on how much bad luck I had recently with Dante, I would get a little free pass this time. No baby, please. Not now.
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