Slaved to a Devil [lesbian] novel Chapter 10

Elise

I was barely awake when I heard the door open and close. Refusing to open my eyes, I settled to listening as the person shuffled around the room, their soft footsteps approaching my side of the bed.

I can’t remember when I fell asleep again, but when my eyes were struggling to stay open to continue reading, I just gave into the fatigue and let it pull me under.

Careful hot fingers stroked and caressed my cheeks softly. So caring and delicate, unusually from when she usually touches me. Maybe the story that brunette maid had told me was true, or somewhat true. Maybe this Davids woman can actually manage to care about people in her own demonic way, it’s doubtful but given I have to stay here for a month, I may as well try to find it.

A small weight left my chest, followed by the noise that a book makes when it is closed. Focusing on the sounds and feeling of her movements, I feel myself being enveloped by the soft blanket being pulled to my chin, before the caressing of my cheek continues.

“Goodnight Elise,” she whispers, so lightly that I wouldn’t have been able to hear it if I wasn’t so focused on the sounds around me.

Cold attacked my cheek that now only had the ghost of her warm soft hand, almost making me miss the contact.

The bed dipped beside me as she laid herself down on the mattress and pulled me into her, holding me close against her. Well at least now I know why I always wake up half on top of her. I feel a soft kiss on the top of my head, washing me over with a new wave of drowsiness, but not enough to fall unconscious.

“I’m sorry,” the woman says, her voice vibrating through her chest under my cheek. “I honestly don’t know what I am doing anymore. You were just so attractive and I was just filled with primal instincts that I didn’t even consider anything, I just acted.”

She sighs, sounding both frustrated and guilty. What is she talking about? And who is she apologising to?

“I took you from your life, treated you unkindly and forced you to stay with me; which I’m still trying to figure out why. All I really know is that you’re special and I’m going to try and treat you that way.”

So she’s talking to me, but considering that she thinks I’m asleep, she didn’t want me to know any of her confession.

Before I can analyse her conversation with herself further, she kisses my forehead again and plunges me into a warm cosy darkness of dreamless sleep.

+++CHANGE IN POV+++

Lauren

For the first time, I woke up before Elise, who is still lying half on top of me and slightly snoring puffs of air. Her cold body feels nice and soothing against my feverish one. And her head lays limp against my chest and her arm softly around my torso.