Perifidy

Chapter Ten: The Hunter

          It was the smell of mouth-watering breakfast food that roused Ela out of her deep slumber. She slowly moved sliding her hand across the mattress. The mattress was empty. That explained the food. She allowed her eyes to blink open, bit by bit, the subdued light coming in from the window still enough to strain her awakening eyes. It was when she realized she was naked that the events of the previous night came flooding back to her. Happiness welled up into her chest and stayed. It smelled of eggs, potato wedges, freshly brewed coffee with just a tang of siracha. A smile came to her lips. He was cooking her favorite breakfast. She could hear music playing softly and the clatter of kitchenware and it only made her heart fuller. The Spire was quickly becoming akin to a home for her. She willed herself to rise, raising her arms up and stretching, letting out a satisfied sigh at the end. To say her body felt amazing would be an understatement. The aftershocks from their late-night activity were still present, her skin tingled with every touch of the soft-cotton blanket and every slight rush of air felt like Kade's lips hungrily seeking her most private places.

"No need to move, dear, it's breakfast in bed for you this fine morning." he said. She brought herself to look at him, letting her eyes greedily devour every detail. He was clad in nothing but a pair of loose-fitting night shorts, wishing she could follow his toned chest all the way down to its eventual destination. Her eyes slowly made their way up, noticing more than a few places where she could see marks and love bites she'd given him, despite the tattoos covering most of his body. His neck was the worst, covered in hickeys born of such raw and blissful passion. His dark hair was the unruliest she'd ever seen it. His crew-cut, typically styled between a professorial and military crew giving his hair and appearance a sleek and professional air, was sticking out in just about every direction. Her wandering hands had been the culprit. She finally met his eyes, filled with life and youthfulness he had sorely missed from him. She sat up against the headboard, relishing in the way his eyes wandered her near-completely exposed body.

"You spoil me." she said as he set down the tray in front of her. He smiled,

"It's the least I can do, mój olśniewajᶏcy anioł." (translation: my dazzling angel) he said blissfully.

"Especially after the wonderous pleasure you brought down upon me, like waves crashing against the rocks; tearing their defenses asunder." he added, placing a lingering kiss upon her lips. He attempted to separate but she grabbed his arm,

"Ah, ah. I wasn't done kochanie." (translation: darling) she whispered. His throaty laugh made her toes tingle and she sunk into the feeling of his lips against hers, tasting delectably of coffee and buttered toast. She eventually let him go, turning her attention to the wonderful breakfast Kade had prepared her.

"While I'm more than enjoying the view, I'm low on wood and it's going to get cold soon. You'll want to put something on." he said, his eyes lingering at her exposed skin before turning to pour himself another cup of coffee. Ela found her clothes bored her, so she decided Kade's black button up would more than suffice. Plus, it still smelled of his cologne and sandalwood, filling her mind with the satisfying memories of their passionate lovemaking. Kade settled down next to her on the bed, his coffee and a lit cigarette in one hand and a book titled The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali in the other. The first bite of her spinach and cheese omelet with just a dash of siracha exploded with flavorful goodness in her mouth. She let out a satisfied noise, chewing it slowly as to savor the flavor. Kade set his coffee down, taking a drag of the cigarette and stared down at his book with the kind of focus only a scholar of his caliber was likely to have. Ela liked this. No. She loved it. It felt domestic, almost. Perhaps, slightly like the life of her sister. Bringing down the White Mask by day and intertwining as star-crossed lovers at night. Even as she tried her best to enjoy it, the unique taste and flavor Kade managed to inject into every dish made her gobble up her breakfast as if someone were about to steal it. Soon she set the tray aside and held her cup of coffee in one hand while wrapping her free arm around Kade and settling her head on his shoulder.