Ten minutes later, Elena entered the bath and gasped. There was steam there and the air smelled of aromatic oils. Instead of a shower, there was a huge Jacuzzi filled to the top with deliciously hot water. There were candles lit all over the edge of the bathtub. Elena was delighted. She quickly took off her clothes and climbed into the water.
You look amazing, Elena Lincoln, she heard Prothero s purring voice. He entered the bathroom with the predatory grace of a wild cat, clutching two glasses and a bottle of champagne.
Move, Lewis whispered in his sensual honey voice.
Elena moved and Lewis sat down behind her.
With a graceful movement, he opened the champagne. He poured it into glasses and handed it to him alone.
I can ask, Elena asked, taking a sip of the sparkling drink. Lewis nodded.
-Why did you pull me out of that area? I robbed you, Lena looked carefully into Prothero s eyes. I don t believe that you wanted to sell me and Chris.
Lewis kissed her nose.
-You are doing the right thing in not believing. I saw a little me in that you. An angry, lonely wild kitten. You looked the same way I did when Riddle came to Peter's circus to pick me up. I decided to give you a chance in this life. Consider that by helping people I m trying to atone for their sins, Lewis chuckled.
- Why were you... cold with me? Because you're a wendigo? Were you afraid for me? Lena wanted to know everything about Prothero. She had to catch the moment while it was open and they were together.
-Yes, I was afraid to drag you into the war. He protected you in every possible way. Keeping my distance, trying to save you from myself. But I realized that it was useless when I saw that you were masturbating on me. Then I still thought that it was lust, that it would pass. I was glad that you left me for Anya. But when you calmly accepted the punishment, Lewis bit her on the shoulder.
-I went through a lot of pain... My mother s pimp was such a creature. Beatings, cigarette butts... And I was only 8 years old. But the pain is with you then... It is pure, it hardened me, it revived me. I realized that I could move mountains for you. - Elena whispered.
Lena... I... won t change... I won t become a handsome prince who abdicated the throne for the sake of love, Lewis took a sip of champagne,
-I'm not asking for this, Lewis. Just be with me, just don't hide your soul. Talk to me. Listen and convey your principles. I don't want to look at the world through your eyes, but I want to understand you. - Elena grinned. - We have 6 days, and then...
-Don't think about it, okay? We are together and that s the main thing, Lewis sat down on the edge of the bathtub. -Come on, I want to wash you.
A moment and shampoo appeared in his hands. Lincoln tilted her head back and Prothero began to gently wash her hair. He did it lazily, gently and a little lazily. Elena was extremely pleased. She almost purred.
Having finished lathering, Prothero conjured a small ceramic jug and washed the foam from her hair. Then he asked her to get up and climbed out of the water.
Sitting on his knees and conjuring a sponge and shower gel, he began to carefully wash Elena. When he reached places with scars, he kissed them...
Your body is beautiful... I want to worship it, Prothero whispered.
Elena felt like a queen being pleased. The girl relaxed. Lewis's movements were full of love...
Having finished washing her, the cannibal conjured a large white terry towel and began to carefully dry his beloved woman.
My Elena... My queen... My dove of peace, Lewis whispered, helping her out.
- Don t you need to be washed? the girl asked sarcastically.
Prothero raised his eyebrows, puzzled. What was she up to?
The girl gracefully sat down on the side of the bathtub and picked up the shampoo. Lewis quickly accepted the rules of the game and got into the water. Elena soaped his hair the same way he soaped hers. Prothero stroked her legs and purred with pleasure.
Are you purring? she asked, raising her eyebrows playfully.
- Yes, Miss Lincoln, I purr. You see, if we draw a parallel with the world of wild predatory animals, then wendigos are closest to cats. We express emotions like animals. True, I growl and hiss more often than I purr, Prothero sighed, stroking her leg.
Lena nodded. After washing Lewis s hair, she asked him to get up, and she got out of the water. To wash it. She repeated his movements, kissed his scars and showed him her love and respect in every possible way...
After the bath, they went into the living room, where they turned on the TV and watched some foreign film about a swindler and a house manager who accidentally ended up in the era of Ivan the Terrible.
-What language is this in? Prothero asked Lincoln.
The girl took the remote control in her hand and turned on the subtitles.
Just read the subtitles, she whispered and hugged him.