Chapter Seventy-One: I Don’t Know Why He Uses It As Punishment

Wyatt’s touch was warm and gentle, tracing down my spine, airlifting me. I emitted a soft moan as he kissed my shoulders.

“Good morning, kinen,” he whispered, his lips moving to kiss over my neck.

“Mmm morning, handsome,” I murmured. He lay down on his side next to me. Reaching in, he smoothed my messy hair, clearing it from my face.

“Did you have a good night’s sleep?” he asked.

“Ma? I didn’t hear you get up during the night?” I asked. I gave him a questioning look. He responded with a smile. Normally, I hear him if he has nightmares or can’t sleep, but I didn’t last night. I don’t know if it was because he didn’t moan, or I was in a deep slumber.

“Nah. I slept straight through until seven.”

“That’s great. I’m glad you had a restful night’s sleep. What time is it now?”

Nine o’clock. “You can go back to sleep if you want,” he whispered, gently stroking my arm.

I shook my head. “Nah, Tine. I’ve had enough sleep for now. I’m in need of food. My stomach is growling at me.”

I laughed. He laughed, and reached over to press a soft kiss to my lips. “I am going to start on it. What would you like? I was thinking of making breakfast waffles. With some cream and fruit.”

“Oh yes, please, and coffee.”

“Of course, I know better than to forget the coffee. I will be back soon.” He gave me a kiss on the forehead and went off to start making breakfast. I yawned as I rolled onto my back. Last night is making me feel a bit embarrassed. However, it really bothered me when he intentionally flirted with that woman. Even if it was just for him to prove a point. What if I did something similar to him? He would be furious. However, everything is resolved now. At least now I know what we are. He’s not just my Dom, but also my boyfriend. Even though our label may be different now, I don’t think our relationship will change. It is all good. I find great peace in our relationship.

I took a moment to compose myself, then got out of bed and put on one of his T-shirts. I quickly ran my fingers through my hair, rinsed my mouth with mouthwash, and headed to the kitchen.

As I entered the kitchen, he was happily humming while making breakfast. I ran into the doorframe, smiling as I watched him. He was only in grey pants. His muscles tensing as he made breakfast made him look incredibly sexy. I could barely contain a groan. He’s unaware of my presence, so I’ll take advantage and enjoy the warmth.

From afar, I strolled over. I wrapped my arms around his front and planted kisses on his shoulders. He groaned and glanced over his shoulder.

“New, kinen?” he smirked, turning to face me, his hands on my hips. “Yes. I always sense when you’re nearby,”

“Yes, it is our connector.”

“I can always sense your presence, asermens,” he whispered, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. This week, he has been showing a more attentive side.

He chuckled and pecked my lips. “Now, get back to making breakfast. You can make the coffee.”

I nodded and put a disapproving face on. (with the coffee. I love the smell of fresh coffee in the morning, it is so… pusd.) My hand slapped impatiently on the counter as it’s… at’s being…

He did not just say that so meanly. I swung around and glared at him. “You can take anything you want from me, but not my coffee. It’s be a nice person if you do that.”

“You could consider switching to decaf.”

I rolled my eyes. “What is the point of decaf coffee? What’s the point of drinking decaf coffee? It doesn’t make any sense.”

“Alyssa, this is not good for you,” he stated firmly. (to the coffee…)

I ignored him and redirected my attention to the coffee machine. I grinned when it’s so bad. “I suppose you don’t want any, right?” I asked sarcastically, before pouring myself some.

He raised his eyebrow at me and strolled towards me, a stern look on his face. Normally, I find myself hurrying to anticipate what he is about to say. He remained silent. He reached for a mug and poured himself some.

“Watch your temper,” he warned. “You only get so many passes before I make you take your animade hack.”

“Yes, sir. I will keep my animade in check.”

“Good girl. Now, sit your ass down. Breakfast won’t be long.”

I quickly braced myself as he came to a halt in front of me. I quickly nodded and rushed to take a seat at the table. With a sigh, I took a sip of my coffee. When I did, I felt Wyatt’s gaze on me, but I chose not to meet his eyes. He will have a disappointed look on his face, probably. I don’t care. I will do whatever he wants, but he isn’t taking my coffee away. He would be the one in trouble if he did.

Wyatt brought a plate of waffles, a bowl of fruit, and whipped cream and joined me at the table.

“Thig in. Make sure eat enough so you’ll have energy later midday. You are going to need it.”

I knew exactly what he was referring to. Yet I wanted to rile him up.

“Because I am going to drag you into that room and keep you locked in there for hours. I plan on testing your senses and limits.”

“That’s all you’re going to tell me?” I poured more coffee.

He shook his head. “No. You will find out later. Your adorable pout won’t sway me, sweetheart, no matter how cute it is. Eat.”

I needed to stop arguing. I grabbed a waffle and sopped it with cream and fruit. He ensured that I began eating before he helped himself. The taste was so damn good that I couldn’t help but groan loudly.

“Alyssa,” he warned. (Anything… anything… e doing any…)

He looked at me intensely, angrily gripping his fork and knife.

“Don’t finish breakfast,” he said. (dhe ne supposed as D…)

Is he supposed to be a man with self-control? So why is he bothered by a single groan?

I wiggled my eyebrows at Wyatt, teasing the urge to smile. I couldn’t help myself. I gave him an innocent smile. He appeared unamused, his mouth occupied by, nor wiser a sound.

I was tempted to say no again, but I changed my mind. I moved from my chair and approached him. I don’t have an answer to why he uses it as a form of punishment. I find pleasure in making his task even more difficult, putting something else in my mouth, and I’m confused...