Chapter 51

In the Bedroom

Richard’s POV:

It had to be Arielle’s goal to solely and slowly drive me crazy. There was no other explanation for it in my mind. She had to know what she was doing to me.

Currently I was sitting on the edge of my bed, and trying my best to not move too much. Her fingers made quick work of cleaning my wounds. Though it stung a little I did not even flinch. I was too busy trying to stop my desires from manifesting as the raging boner that it slowly but surely was.

After I had stopped her from leaving, and she had successfully managed to deflect his questioning - to my obvious annoyance - the beautiful doctor that I had just discovered a day ago to be my mate, followed me back to my bedroom.

And now, she was doing what Esme had offered to, which was to clean my wounds.

“How do you feel?” Arielle broke the silence with her soft voice sounding in my room. She seemed to be unsure for some reason, and it made me feel even more protective over her.

“Alright,” inreplied, b