The Knight's Mysterious Maid-Chapter 453: Love (2)

Annalise rested her head on Rafael’s shoulder. She greatly missed this connection they shared with their intimacy.

"Tired?" Rafael teasingly asked.

"Just because I lost our sparring match does not mean I am suddenly a person to tire easily. I can go on for much longer, but moving against the wall is a bit painful even if it is a slow movement," Annalise said, moving from his shoulder to look at him.

There was a slight burning sensation from her moving along the wall as Rafael penetrated her. If they were to be slow and careful again she could bear with it, but anything else would leave her back getting a bruise.

Hearing this, Rafael went back to holding her up without the help of the wall and stepped away from it. Evidence of their activities had made its way to the floor and before any guest might come to look at the house, it needed to be cleaned up.

Rafael lifted Annalise right out of the room because her skin felt cold. The floor would also be too cold for them to make any use of it so the best option was by the fireplace downstairs.

Annalise smiled because of how Rafael carried her around. She was a fool to walk around and explore the house when she could have had a better tour like this.

Annalise liked their earlier position with the wall, but she had to admit that she missed the warmth that came from the fireplace and the light it offered for her to see Rafael more clearly. As she moved her hand to caress his cheek, her engagement ring was in view.

It struck her that they had made love with her only wearing the ring. It would have been more perfect if she was wearing the necklace he gifted her, but she was so worried about ruining it that she tried not to wear it often and kept it tucked away in a box.

Rafael followed Annalise’s gaze and found that she was looking at the ring. "It won’t fall off or be damaged if you are worrying about it,’ he said.

"I was thinking that it was the only thing I wore just now. I should wear the necklace you gave me more often so I will have both with me at all times, but I don’t want either one to get ruined. I will protect them more than my swords," Annalise replied.

Rafael sat Annalise down on the table he had already cleaned up. The plates were at the other end of it to be out of the way.

"What do you love more? The ring or your swords?" He asked.

"The ring," Annalise answered, pulling Rafael close so he would be nestled between her parted legs. "My swords will never reach how much I love the ring or you. You are both quite high and you are even higher than the ring. How could you think I would love my swords more? Don’t tell them how low they are on my list," Annalise jokes.

"I will not," Rafael said, going along with it.

His attention then went to Annalise’s hair which framed her face perfectly and fell over her shoulder to cover her right breast. He would never understand how anyone could ever make her insecure when it came to her hair.

Rafael loved the way it sometimes captured his fingers when he was playing with it. It meant that she couldn’t easily run from him when she became annoyed. Not unless she cut her hair.

"I love you," Rafael confessed, needing her to hear it again and again. Even if she were to grow tired of him saying it, he would keep telling her so she never forgets.

"And I love you, Rafael Callahan," Annalise declared, joining in sharing feelings. "Are you becoming emotional? It is quite the sight," she said, moving a few strands of his hair that fell to his face when he moved closer to her. "It is not fair how your hair grows so fast or how perfect your eyebrows are. How am I not to be jealous of you?"

"If you could see what is before me now, you would not be jealous," Rafael replied. His beauty didn’t match her own in his eyes. He could stare at her for hours on hours and think the same.

Rafael glanced behind Annalise at the windows which just like the ones upstairs did not have any curtains. There was more light down here so they might be seen. As fun as the table would be, he lifted her again so they could go down to the floor.

It would be uncomfortable at first, but it was better than letting anyone who could not carry on with what they were doing and trying to look inside, see Annalise as she was now. This was something meant only for his eyes.

"We are buying drapes first thing in the morning," said Rafael.

He could not go another day having to be moving around to not be seen by anyone.

Annalise chuckled as Rafael laid her down on the warm floor beside the fireplace. "I’d bet that you now wish you found a home far away from everyone. There are a few, but it is too late as I already love this one. It won’t be long before we are travelling alone so bear with having to be social for now."

"Hmm," Rafael responded, no longer paying attention to the conversation as he had before. How could he with the view before him?

Rafael towered over Annalise, but he was careful not to let his weight be placed on her. He was on his knees as he picked up her hands and pushed them to be above her head. "Would you be against it if I wanted to tie your hands?"

Annalise laughed because it reminded her of something from the past. "One day I must tell you more about the short time I spent renting a room at a brothel house. No one tied me up, but I was told of men being tied from head to toe. I might have imagined you this way once, but it didn’t involve us being intimate. I just wanted to know how you would look, unable to move."

"You must share these stories with me," Rafael agreed, curious about the tales she heard and which ones had remained on her mind as something she might want to try. He wasn’t fond of many of the practices in the red light district because many had weird fantasies, but for Annalise, he would try.

"To answer your question, I wouldn’t mind, but you would need to go for the cloth you tore and I’m sorry to say that I don’t want you to leave me now. I will keep my hands still. This time, I won’t touch you until you ask," Annalise said, bringing up their old game, but this time it was not so serious.

Rafael let go of Annalise’s hand and true to her word, she kept them lying above her head, her fingers interlocked to help her not move. Unfortunately for Annalise, Rafael wanted to see her break her promise again.