Chapter 520: PREPARATION TO THE SILVER RIVER PACK
I could spend hours talking to you and it only feels like a handful of moments. And I know that life can be difficult and challenges get in the way, but with you, life feels effortless. It feels like the struggle is worth it. Just to see you at the end of the day. When I am with you, the sadness goes away.
*** Pillow Thoughts; Courtney Pepperneil ***
It was not easy for Cane to deal with this feeling of fear. Those blissful moments were just that, momentary. Then he noticed Iris’ exhausted face and how some parts of her body were bruised. The color irritated him. He was afraid something so bad had happened to her.
But then, if she could survive their previous intimate times when he had not been careful enough, she would survive this, too. This consolatory thought was not really helpful, because it irked him even more to be reminded of something that forever would be engraved in his mind and heart.
"You don’t need to be worried, Cane. I am only a little bit tired," Iris said, as she stretched her arms out.
Cane carefully leaned closer and rested his forehead on her shoulder, as they hugged each other. In this position, it was obvious that he didn’t put all of his weight on her.
"How do you feel?" Cane asked after some time passed. He licked the bruise on her neck, which was the result of him biting his mark on her skin.
"I feel... good," Iris cleared her throat. "How do you feel?"
Cane stopped licking her bruise. "Awful." He started to communicate his feelings now, though it was not the answer that Iris anticipated.
"What?" Iris pushed him slightly away from her, so she could look at his face. He still had this emotionless expression, but his eyes were so gloomy, as if there was a storm brewing inside him. "Did I... was it that bad? I told you I didn’t know what to do."
Cane was speechless, he was mad because the outcome was not what he wanted it to be. Iris got hurt. But here she was; thinking she didn’t perform well enough. Who cared about that?