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After my morning coffee– which was rudely interrupted by Snow turning up for some unknown reason – I head back inside and find myself outside Kayla’s door. I contemplate knocking or just letting myself in, unable to help myself or stay away where she’s concerned.
I decide to just slip in and see if she’s still asleep. Maybe I could even get back into bed with her…though that’s probably weird. Definitely weird.
But I want to.
As amazing as my coffee was, it doesn’t beat the view of seeing Kayla sprawled out in bed, still fast asleep and looking so peaceful that for a moment I feel a pang of jealousy. What right does she have to be that at peace after what she endured yesterday?
But then I think, maybe it was my presence last night that helped her to find that peace, and I feel a bit better.
I tiptoe towards the bed, trying not to disturb her peaceful slumber. My heart rate picks up as I take in her beauty. She’s kicked the covers off at some point and her curves are shamelessly on display, enough to make my dick stir, but that’s not what captivates me and causes my breath to stutter in my chest.
She looks so vulnerable and innocent in her sleep.
If she’s a monster like the rest of us – and her very presence here inside the asylum indicates that she must be – then she shouldn’t be capable of looking like that. We are far from innocent.
I can’t resist the temptation.
Stripping off, I climb into bed beside her, careful not to wake her up. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close to me, inhaling her sweet scent. She stirs a bit, but she doesn’t wake up. Good. I’m content to hold her a little longer before she wakes and puts on her hardened mask.
She murmurs something in her sleep, stretching like a cat, before flipping over and snuggling into my chest. She freezes suddenly, and I know that she’s not only awake, but is aware of my presence in her bed.
I tense, waiting for her reaction.
Then she surprises me by relaxing.
“That’s the best night’s sleep I’ve had since I got here,” she admits. “Were you with me the whole time?”
“I left for about an hour to have coffee, I’ve not been back long. I hope it’s okay?”
“That you had coffee? Sure.”
“I meant, was it okay that I stayed the night?”
“I’m sure you had your reasons,” is all she says.
Again, her words shock me. Why isn’t she angry that a virtual stranger is in her bed?
She must sense my unspoken question because she answers it without turning to look at me. “I don’t have a lock. You can do as you please and I can’t stop you. Why waste energy being mad about it?” She snuggles back against me, turning so her perfect ass brushes against my cock, teasing it. “You’re naked.”
“Only since I came back. Not last night. And just for the record, I’ve never snuck into your room, Sugar.”
“Someone has been, I’m sure of it. I didn’t make this mess.” She gestures to the chaos of her room. So it was ransacked then. She’s not naturally this untidy. But by whom? And why?
My money would be on Seytan – either she did it herself or, more likely, had one of the staff do it. But what would she be looking for? We only came in here with the clothes on our back. Sure, some of us take advantage of our trips to the mainland to bring back some souvenirs, but generally speaking, whatever we desire in here we can get by asking, so there’s not much need to smuggle things in.
Kayla’s new though, and Seytan seems less keen to have her here than she does the rest of us. Is it because Kayla’s a woman?
“I bet it was Snow. That little prick looks like he likes to fuck with people for fun,” Kayla mutters.
Maybe she has a point. He seems to hate her as much as Seytan – the difference being that Seytan is likely jealous of the attention Kayla’s getting, whereas Snow isn’t willing to admit that he wants her. I wouldn’t put it past him to come in here and fuck with her shit just to annoy her.
“Hmmm, maybe,” I agree. “I can help you tidy up if you like.”
“I’ve got a better idea of what you can do, now you’re here,” she counters with a cheeky wink that makes me smile.
I raise an eyebrow, curious as to what she has in mind. Kayla has a mischievous glint in her eye as she reaches up to caress my cheek.
“Kiss me,” she whispers, her lips dangerously close to mine. I don’t hesitate, leaning in to capture her lips in a heated kiss. How could I not when she asked?
