Chapter 6

Six

ALANA

T he next morning I woke up to the sun peeking through the holes of the thatched roof.

My body was sore as hell as I slowly got off the ground. James was still sleeping on his cot, soft snores emitting from him. I looked at him more closely while he was sleeping. He looked like a sculpted statue with that body of his. His black curly hair was messy and wild, stopping short of his ears, curling over one eye.

He would have been good-looking in my book if he hadn't kidnapped me.

I needed to pee. I walked to the front door, pushing it open, and it let out a long squeak. Looking back over at James, his body was still and unmoving. He had said last night that the rope on me would be long enough to go around the back for the bathroom. I bent down, trying to untie the rope around my ankle, but he had tied it with so many loops, and I needed to use the bathroom badly.

As I walked outside, I saw that it was virtually empty. It was quiet, and I guessed the vampires were nocturnal creatures. In the back of the hut, there was a hole in the ground which he pointed out was how I was supposed to use the bathroom. There was a brick wall around it, shaped like a half moon surrounding it. It smelled, and I crinkled my nose in disgust. I didn't want to squat and pee, but I had to.

Before peeling off my shorts and panties, I looked around to see if anyone was looking. It wasn't very secluded. Anyone can come around and take a peek at me.

I quickly pulled down my shorts and underwear, squatting over the dreadful hole in the ground. It took me a few seconds to finally let go and just pee. When I finished, I walked to the makeshift shower. Maybe a quick shower would make me feel better. I was hot and sticky with sweat, so I removed my clothes, hanging them on a rope a few inches from me.

I stared at the bucket hanging precariously above me.

I hesitantly pulled on the rope to dip some water over me. When the water splashed over my body, I was relieved it was warm from the sun and not freezing cold.

I looked around for any kind of soap, and since there wasn't any, I pulled the rope again to dump the rest of the salty water over me. But instead of the water falling, the bucket itself started to fall in slow motion over my head. I screeched, and a hand immediately shot out, catching it.

I stared at the hand for a second, dumbfounded - turning to see that it was attached to James, who had woken up.

"Are you okay?" he asked, looking away from my naked body and tying the bucket back up.

"Yes, you caught that just in time," I said breathlessly. I was still in shock by how quick his reflexes were. "Were you right there the whole time?"

"When I heard you yell, that's when I came out," he explained gruffly, concentrating as he pulled the rope to hand a fresh bucket of water.

"That was fast," I said, placing a hand over my bare chest. I was completely naked, and he wasn't ashamed as he looked over at me. His eyes lingered on the dark patch between my legs. "Can't you just leave the bucket on the ground? It doesn't make sense that it's high up there."

I tried to keep talking to keep him distracted. And to keep him from looking at me like that and making my body heat up for him. Slick was already drenching my pussy as I tried to regulate my breathing. It felt so wrong feeling like this for a vampire. I had never felt this visceral powerful reaction in my body for anyone.

It was like an earthquake hit me as I gazed into his ruby-red eyes. He was taller than me. Raw and powerful. Muscular than anyone else I met. If he wanted to take me, I wouldn't have a chance.

"I like putting the bucket up there," he said softly while looking into my eyes. "It feels like old times. Like a real shower. That's why I do it."

"Oh," I said, mesmerized, still using my arm to cover my breasts. Goosebumps rose from my skin from the light wind.

"I can help you," he said quickly, realizing I was shivering.

"Do you…do you have soap?" I asked.

"I do. Sorry, I can't help but stare. Your beauty is not like the vampire women," he said, quickly going inside the hut to grab me some. He actually admitted to staring at me and called me a beauty. My skin warmed, and my heart fluttered against my better judgment. When had I gotten so easily flattered? I had to remember that he was my captor, and he was being creepy. I had to get my act together.

When he came back with the bar of homemade soap, he poured some water over it and handed it to me.

"Thank you," I said, rubbing it between my hands and getting it sudsy. I realized he was still standing there, watching me. "I think I got this now. You can leave now."

"I can rinse you when you're finished," he offered, watching my hands. I bit my lip with hesitation. "I don't want the bucket to fall on you again."

I quickly rubbed the soap over my arms, making sure it got soapy enough. Then, I pretended he wasn't there as I started to wash my breasts, rubbing soap all over. I heard harsh breathing and saw James watching me with his loincloth stretched by his cock. Oh fuck . He was getting turned on the more I washed my breasts. I was also horny, and I couldn't help but rub my nipples next with the bar of soap in circles. He licked his lips as I rubbed my belly and abdomen next with soap, rubbing all around until my body was covered in white bubbles.

I was too shy to wash my privates next in front of him.

"You can rinse me now," I said to him.

"You didn't finish," he said. "Go ahead." He was looking at me between my legs, nodding towards it.

My pussy clenched at his words. I was breathing hard when I rubbed the soap against the palm of my hand to make it soapy. I hesitantly spread my legs a couple of inches apart.

"Wider," he said huskily.

I swallowed, spreading my legs further apart as I stood there with soap dripping off my body. Then I brought my hand down between my legs, rubbing all around my pussy. I could see the hint of his hard cock showing through the loincloth, hard for me. This was sensual and different for me. Nothing like my brutal attack years ago. This feeling made me want to pounce on him. But my heart pounded fast at the thought. I wasn't sure if it was fear or arousal.

I slowly rubbed my folds with soap, my breathing and scent thickening. I looked at him with hooded eyes, trembling the more I rubbed my fingers around my pussy and my clit.

"Keep going," he ordered. "We need you shiny and clean."

My pulse rate increased, and my belly clenched the more I rubbed. This was way different than touching myself in the bedroom at night. With this vampire watching me, it was a completely different feeling instead. Hotter and wilder.

I rubbed harder over my clit, and I moaned as currents went through my pussy. I pressed down harder, rubbing in circles until my legs shook and trembled under his watchful gaze. Breathing hard, I released my sensitive clit looking up at him. His nostrils were flared, and he looked like he was ready to eat me.

"Can you rinse me now?" I asked.

"I will," he said. "While I do that, you must wash your ass next."

"Okay," I whispered, my pussy clenching repeatedly from my orgasm. He held the bucket as he poured the water over me. It felt good to finally get clean.

"Turn, so I can pour the water over you," he said. I turned around, my back facing him as he poured the water over my back. "Bend down and wash yourself, omega."

Heart beating fast in my throat, I turned around and bent down as he ordered. It felt like a dream like he was compelling me to obey. I did this mindlessly, but I wanted to follow his orders and please him.

To display everything to him.

I was confused by what I was feeling. This should only happen with alphas. While James poured water over my bottom, I shyly dipped my finger between my cheeks, washing up and down.

Before I could scramble back up and be done with our little game, he had another request.

"Hold yourself open for me so I pour the water in between," he said.

Oh my god.

I could barely breathe as I spread my ass cheeks open for him. I felt the trickle of water go down my crack, and then a huge gush of water hit my anus, and I nearly fell back in pleasure.

"Yes, right there," I gasped out loud. Then he stopped pouring water. "Oh, never mind."

I straightened back up, embarrassed at staying bent over waiting for more. My pussy was still clenching from my orgasm.

"Thank you for helping me."

"You're welcome," he said as I turned to grab my clothing. "Why are you in a hurry? You have nowhere to go."

"I know," I said. "But you've stared at my naked body for far too long."

His gaze slipped down between my legs. "Yes, yes, you're right. But I enjoy watching you."

"Don't you have a vampire girlfriend somewhere around here?" I huffed, annoyed that he was too straightforward and not shy about staring.

He laughed out loud.

"No, I don't," he said. "I will grab you something to eat while you get dressed, okay?"

I was relieved to have some time to myself and collect my thoughts.

When he left, the haze of being in our own world disappeared, and I wondered if he had done something to me. Something to compel me to follow his instructions. My head felt clearer- and I was shocked at myself at what happened. His voice had a powerful magical energy behind it. Silky smooth, and compelling. Nothing like I've ever heard before, and I wanted to hear it again.