Chapter 67

I plopped back down, trying to control my breathing and push past the dizziness I was feeling. James grabbed one of his T-shirts and a pair of my panties and placed them on the bed next to me. Then he changed out of his swim trunks, and I saw his erection. I felt terrible that it was going to be wasted, and though he wouldn't penetrate me until we were ready to complete our blood bond, I wanted to help him come, too.

I patted the bed to get his attention and then curled my finger to call him over to me. He looked somewhat surprised and dropped his boxers back in the drawer. I pulled him on top of me and started grinding my pussy up against his cock. It throbbed with anticipation, and I got wet again. The slickness made it easy to slide up against his length, and once it had been transferred, James began thrusting.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, cradling my head in his hands. He placed delicate kisses along my jaw and down my neck, treading lightly around my bruises. He continued to grind against me, and I felt him sliding between my lips. I was so turned on already I knew I was going to come again. I wrapped my legs around him, giving him a better angle, and I heard his breath turn ragged.

He continued thrusting against me, his cock firmly pressed between my pubic bone and his firm abdominal muscles. We reached our orgasms together, and I felt his hot, sticky semen fall above my clitoris as my orgasm gushed from between my thighs and trickled down onto my cheeks and swimsuit.

He swiped his fingers down there, gathering my juices, and licked them from his fingers. My grin could not be contained; I was so happy that I could help him reach his orgasm, too, and I was excited for when I could put in more effort to please him. Instead of getting his boxers, he went to the bathroom and turned the shower on.

He lifted me off the bed so that I could join him and helped me get out of my swimsuit. We showered, cleaning the chlorine and orgasms off of our bodies. James stepped out first and came back with a towel for me. He asked, "How are you feeling?" I smiled and gave him a thumbs-up sign.

He smirked and asked, "Are you getting hungry? It's almost dawn, so if you want me to make something, I need to do it now." I nodded and wrapped the towel around myself before grabbing my whiteboard in the bedroom. I wrote, "Smoothie, please." He chuckled and went out to the kitchen while I got dried off and dressed.

He brought it back and handed it to me before he put on his boxers. He locked the door and prepped the room for sleep. I was already in bed, sipping on the smoothie, and had already turned my phone volume up in anticipation of Dr. Lex contacting me about my next home visit. He snuggled in beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I finished my smoothie and reached over to turn out the light on the nightstand. I was exhausted from tonight's activities, and soon after the light was off, I fell asleep, propped up, stroking James' hair.

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I got a few hours of sleep before Dr. Lex woke me up, letting me know that she would be arriving soon. I sat up and used my phone as a flashlight. I put on my spandex shorts and used the walker to get to the sitting room. I was moving quicker today, and this time, I remembered my dry-erase board, so communicating would be easier.

I used the bathroom in the hallway out of convenience and went ahead and unlocked the door to the wing. With the sun out, I didn't have to worry about Sylas, and they had bolstered their security around the estate, so I didn't have to worry about the werewolves either. After adding a few small logs to the dwindling fireplace, I sat down in the sitting room.

I texted Dr. Lex, "The door is open; come on in." and then waited patiently for her arrival. I felt so much better today than I had; I wasn't sure if I was getting better or still riding the high of the orgasms. Either way, I wasn't complaining. Maybe tonight, she will start letting me talk again.

I even felt confident enough to try the soft foods without milk or water added to make them slightly runny. I heard Dr. Lex open the door and perked up when she walked in. I turned to her and waved with a smile on my face. She responded, "Good morning, Kara. Someone is in a good mood. Feeling better?" I nodded and pulled out my whiteboard, ready to answer any questions she had.

She walked over and unpacked her medical kit. After a thorough check, she said, 'Tomorrow will be the last day I'll visit you if you keep this up." I looked down, somewhat saddened. I had grown accustomed to her company and would miss her. I wrote on my board, "I'll miss you. Thank you for helping me get better."

She smiled and responded, "You still have my number, and remember you promised me a tour once you're at 100 percent." She brought the coat hanger over and then retrieved an IV bag and the necessary materials to administer my antibiotic and steroid from her bag. After returning from washing her hands, she donned her gloves and said, "Do you have any questions while I run your IV?" 

I nodded and wrote, "When can I start talking again?" She smiled as she focused on inserting the needle into my vein. Once it was in, she said, "Once you can swallow those soft foods without having to water them down, you can start to use your voice again." She paused and then added, "It will sound gravelly, and you may tire from talking. Just take your time and ease into it like everything else."

I nodded and wrote, "I'm going to try them again tonight." She said, "Awesome." As she administered my medications, she said, "If you want to wait when I'm here tonight, I can monitor you again." I smiled and nodded. I wrote, "I only have to get stuck with a needle three more times after this."

Dr. Lex chuckled, "Yes, that is a silver lining, isn't it?" I nodded again. I hated needles, but I knew she was just helping me get better, so I didn't put up a fuss. If I had been able to stay in the hospital, they wouldn't have removed my original IV, but we had to make do under the circumstances.

Plus, I was ecstatic to be back home with James. Last night or this morning, however, you viewed it, was just the cherry on top. Dr. Lex made small talk with me until the IV bag was almost empty, and then she went back to the bathroom to wash her hands before putting on a new pair of nitrile gloves and removing the needle.

I wrote on the board, "You can leave the coat hanger there. James will move it after you visit me tonight." She smiled and nodded as she placed the needles in the sharps container before sanitizing her medical instruments. She added, "Remember, don't push yourself too hard; you're progressing fine."

I nodded and wrote, "I won't. Go home and get some well-deserved rest. I'll see you tonight." She chuckled and joked, "Yes, Doc, whatever you say." She packed her medical bag before she hugged me and headed for the door. I walked her to the door, pushing my walker along, and waved as she passed the threshold.

A guard was waiting by the door to escort her out. I didn't recognize him, so I assumed he was one of the new guards hired to tighten security. I waved to him as well before closing and locking the door. I returned to the master bedroom with a figurative skip in my step.

I opened and closed the door swiftly before locking it. I used my phone's flashlight to help me move around in the pitch darkness. I reorganized my nightstand and attached my phone to the charging cord. I wasn't quite tired yet, but I wanted to be close to James. He intertwined his arms around my waist and repositioned his head, barely giving me time to get myself adjusted in the bed. 

I dimmed the light on my phone and downloaded a matching game. It was more to pass the time until I got tired again. I played the game while holding my phone close to my face, trying to shield James from the light it emitted not to disturb his rest. The game got me through another hour or so until I fell back asleep.