Ch. Death My Alph 137 Death My Alph 137

Chapter 128 

When the tub is filled. I go back to my room and take her torn up dress off her. She’s still unconscious, so I feel weird. She can’t give her consent and I hate that. 

I decide to leave her black, lacy underwear on her because I can’t even bring myself to touch her there right now. It feels wrong. I would have left her bra on her, but she didn’t wear one so I guess this will have to do. 

Once I am done undressing her, I undress until I am in my boxers. Then, I take her hair down from her ponytail and put it into a bun… well its kind of a bun. I’m not very 

very good at them, but I know Lee only likes to wash her hair every four days so I want to keep it dry. After I have tied her hair up 1 lift her into 1 my arms. Once we are in the bathroom and I step into the water with my on and sit down with her on my lap. 

boxers stil 

I wash her body with my soap and her blue loofa and get all the blood off her. To get the blood off her hairline. I use a wash cloth to make sure I don’t mess her hair up. I am already scared she’ll be mad when she wakes up, I can’t afford to screw up more. 

Once she’s done I awkwardly wash myself while never once letting go of her body. I would rather struggle with her close than put her down. After I’m done I get us both out and wrap 

a towel around each of us. 

us! 

I spend the next fifteen minutes getting us both ready for bed. I take her makeup off, use the products she left here to do her skin routine, and dress us in my boxers and slip a shirt on her. It was weird to put my underwear on her when she already has underwear on, but I don’t want her to think anything happened. 

She still hasn’t woken up, and I hate it. I know her body needs time to fully transition, but I just want to see her beautiful Earth colored eyes. 

I leave the lamp on my nightstand on and climb under the covers with her. I lay her on my chest, since I can’t exactly lay on top of her like I normally do. 

Then, I put my nose in her hair and listen to her heart beat. Every beat brings me comfort. Just knowing she’s alive and will be ok is what I need right now. 

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Somehow even while she’s unconscious she is giving me exactly what I need. 

Lee’s POV: 

Hot. 

It is hot as fuck. I feel like my skin is on fire and I am in the depths of hell. 

My eyes open and everything looks clear. I can see the small dust particles in the air, the water condensation on a glass of water on the nightstand to my right, and even the small eye lash on Damion’s cheek even though he is across the ro- 

Damion. 

My eyes snap to his and the corner of his lips curve a little. My body ignites with fire again, but this time its inside of me. Damion’s muscles bulge out of his black shirt and his tattoos wrap around his arms. They somehow seem brighter… everything does. 

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A delicious smell wafts into my nose. My vision goes weird for a minute, but then returns normal. I have my eyes locked with Damion, his eye brows go up a little while he looks at me. Like he saw something I didn’t, but that’s not possible because I am pretty sure I can 

see a mile away. 

The smell of a man makes my skin crawl in the best of ways. 

I get up as fast as I can to get to Damion. When I reach him my hands wrap around his arms and I pin him against his door. His hands go to my lower back as he braces himself. 

“I see you’ve gotten faster.” He says in a velvety voice that has never sounded so good. 

I don’t know what he’s talking about, and if I’m being honest I don’t give a shit. He smells so good I just want to wrap myself in him and never leave. 

My nose trails up the side of his neck and he shivers, “You smell so good baby.” I whisper against his skin. 

My lips connect to his neck and I suck his skin. He tastes so fucking good. I bet other parts of him taste even better. 

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He moans and rests his head against his door as his hands trails up and down my hips and ass. My left hand goes under his shirt and traces his abs. I feel his dick harden against my inner thigh as wetness coats my pussy. 

“I need you and I need you now.” I tell him. 

I fist his shirt and pull him away from the door. His eyes widen as I walk him back against his bed. Once the back of his knees hit his bed I push him down. I don’t waist a second before climbing him like a tree and straddling him.