Mina ascended the stairs vacantly, her mind away in the dining room with the last traces of her self judgment and insecurity. Her head was filled with a continuing loop of the previous moment in the dining room, his voice filling her ears and incessantly drumming through her, again and again, like a heartbeat.
She realized with a start, having reached her room, that she had no ladies maid.
There was no woman on the estate qualified to unlace her corset, help her out of her dress and fix her hair. Turning to the mirror in horror, Mina realized she would have to attempt the deed herself or (the rather more shocking option) ask Alexander to help her. The mere thought painted her cheeks a rosy pink, as she sat on the bed and began to undress herself.
Grayson paced his room, retracing the steps he'd taken many times before, only this time with more frustration and aggravation. He could no longer separate his feelings for Ilona and the woman down the hall, whatever their similarities, they weren't the same person.
The way Mina had touched him seemed to set his hideous excuse for a heart into motion, lusting after her as never before. What a foolish thought to think that she'd ever come to him over Harker, her loyalty belonged to him and after all, Alexander Grayson didn't even exist. She didn't know the real monster beneath his deceptive skin, his whole form a trap for women to salivate over, their drool wrapping them into his own web. Mina knew better, and it was almost an insult to assume-
The small sound, hesitantly growing louder as it grew closer.
Footsteps on marble, hastily approaching.
Her heart in her chest, beating erratically and wildly as she came closer and closer until-
Three taps on the polished wood of his door.
Instantly he reached for the knob, opening the panel to find her the most desirable and attractive he had ever seen her. Her hair a mess, stray curls springing from her head and landing all over top, which hung open falling lopsidedly over her form, revealing more of her bust and corset in the process. Her skirt was ripped across the bottom, revealing her legs and her bare feet. She was stunning.
"I have a confession to make," She murmured, as her face turned the sweetest shade of pink. Alexander lent against the doorframe and crossed his arms, eyes raking over her form as he drank her in. "You've no maids on your staff so I-"
"Took matters into your own hands?" She nodded and they laughed together at her state of dress before he gently took her hand and began leading her inside. "How may I be of assistance?" He said calmly, his hand releasing hers as he folded his arms again.
Mina met his gaze for a moment before continuing, "If you wouldn't mind…Helping me undress? It's not the most proper of requests but-"
"Miss Murray, I think any propriety we had was gone the moment we both entered that dinning room. There is no need to maintain that barrier of falseness between us. You've shown me your true colours; it was only a time before I saw the rest of your…" he trailed off as his eyes swept her form again, "attributes. The constraints of society have no place in my house."
She smiled cheekily and pulled at his tie, running her fingers over the dark silk, her eyes following the trail, "And what makes you so sure of further discovering my attributes?"
He laughed and smirked at her, "You did ask me to undress you, not that I am complaining of course. I've always been drawn to women of courage." Het trailed off for a moment, "There's something about a woman's will, a fire in her eyes, it attracts a man like moths to a flame. I've seen it in you many times and it pulls me closer," He took a step towards her, "and closer" another step, "towards you." The small distance between them was closed, as Mina took his face in her hands and slowly brought their mouths together.
His hands wasted no time ripping her clothing off, reaching her corset swiftly before slowing as his fingers reached the laces. Mina was the opposite, sliding her hands beneath his shirt after hastily undoing the buttons, the crisp white fabric was thrown to the floor leaving Alexander Grayson completely shirtless.
She began softly kissing his chest, working her way down his abdomen and kneeling as she reached his pants, her corset falling to the floor as she knelt, the only item of clothing still on her body being her raggedy skirt. Her fingers rose to his pants, practically tearing them off in her eagerness. She hesitated as she faced the final white clothed underwear that separated them. He gathered her fingers and brought her up to his level, noses touching with small sweet kisses of encouragement.
"Are you certain this is what you want, Mina?" He whispered, kissing her cheek as she smiled.
She nodded as he raised an eyebrow, "Well," His mouth consumed hers, moving his lips over her chin and down her chest, this time no corset stood in their way. Hands reached down to her shabby skirt and ripped the rest of the material off her body, gone for a moment as he removed his own undergarment.
"I'm ready." She panted, between heated kisses and groans of passion.
He smiled at her as he felt her warmth below with his own hands, smelling the scent of her lust, "I can tell."
They laughed for one sweet moment, before foreheads touched and slowly, he moved into her.
Okay, so this was difficult to write. I haven't edited it yet as I wanted to get this chapter to you all before I fell asleep on my computer (ps, this is a subtle ad for a beta, if anyone is interested please PM me!) so I deeply apologise for any mistakes, I'll edit tomorrow and re-upload then. I'm sorry about the shortness of this chapter but hopefully the next one will be longer and uploaded quicker as I've written most of it. Hope you all enjoyed this and please drop me a review, the current ones are simply fabulous and I'm loving each and every one of them. You guys make this story possible so thank you! xx
PS. THE LATEST EPISODE. THAT scene. Wow.
