#Chapter 27 Recovery

~Grace~ Alex’s hot breath breezed across my skin as his wet tongue licked my cut. I stared at him, dumbfounded. What was he doing? Tasting the blood? Cleaning it? There was water for that! “A-Alex-” I finally stuttered out, not sure what to say. His eyes were closed, and he only gave a gentle “hm?” in response as he continued licking. It felt strangely soothing, and I could actually feel the pain subside where he licked. Was it because of the sensation of licking? “A-aren’t there… don’t you have medical supplies? Like a bandaid or rubbing alcohol or something?” I stammered, looking towards the bathroom. He opened his eyes, his keen, golden gaze piercing right through me, my arm still pressed against his lips. My face immediately flushed. God, he looked so hot right now. Wait, what was I thinking?! Get a grip, you shouldn’t think things like that about him! “I don’t need medical supplies. My saliva is far superior to their capabilities,” Alex said, keeping eye c