“But I want to stay here.” I roll around on the mattress. My legs are still sticky with Orin’s cum, or is it Drax’s? Who knows at this point.
“I ran you a bath.” He trails a finger along my cheekbone. “With the lavender bubbles you like.”
“Fine,” I grumble, letting him help me out of bed. Standing, I tug at his pajama pants. I don’t know why he’s wearing any clothes. Probably because he just came from the kitchen where the air conditioning hits hardest. “But only if you join me.”
“Fine.” He tosses me a wolfish smile. “If that’s how it’s got to be.”
The humid bathroom air swirls with the dreamy soapy smell as I lower myself into the bubbles. I sigh as the heavenly warm water laps against my skin, sinking down until my shoulders are covered.
The gaps between my peaks of desire are definitely growing further apart, so I can now go for longer without begging to be filled. At the start, I swear I didn’t go a full day without at least one of the guys locked inside me at all times.
I grab a handful of bubbles and blow them into the air. “We had a deal, Luca!”
He raises his arms, wincing from the motion. “I’m coming!”
“Luca?” Noticing him rubbing his shoulder, I slide over to him when he perches on the huge tub’s ledge. “Are you in pain?”
“It’s just an annoying twinge.” He tries to dismiss my concern. “I’m sure the warm water will help.”
“This is my fault. I’ve been working you too hard.” Guilt makes my chest tighten. “Let me help.”
“I’m the one who’s in charge of taking care of you,” he scoffs. “And never apologize.” His gaze softens. “I only ever want to give you what you need. It’s my duty to take care of you.”
“We’re a team. You got me into the bath, didn’t you?” I press a quick kiss to his pouty lips. “Now turn around, and let me help.”
He moves around so he’s in front of me, frowning reluctantly as he settles in the bubbles. This tub is so massive that I’m sure we could fit the whole pack in here at once, but I’m glad to have the space to spread out.
“Let me know if it hurts.” I knead his skin then pick up a bottle of shower gel to massage the lather in. “How is that?”
“Better,” he exhales while I continue to massage his sore spot.
“You have to look after yourself too,” I tell him. “Heats take it out of everyone, not just me.”
“But you don’t get a break at all,” he murmurs, spinning around. “How areyoufeeling?”
“Like I probably only have another ten minutes before I’m going to need you inside me again.” As I say it, the dull ache jabbing at my stomach reminds me that we’re on borrowed time.
“Then I better wash your hair fast.”
I didn’t think I’d need the assistance, but I’m so tired that even massaging the shampoo into my scalp seems like too much hard work. Thankfully, Luca’s around to help. He takes his time, the serene scent helping relax me as he works my tresses into a lather before gently rinsing the suds away, grabbing a comb to brush out my tangles with conditioner.
“I could get used to this,” I comment as he finishes, my eyes drawn to his hard cock, visible under the water’s surface now that the bubbles have started to disperse.
“You’re perfect.” He tips my chin up to face him. He’s just as perfect; the way the light from the frosted window hits him makes him look almost ethereal, illuminating the different shades of his eyes. “So beautiful.”
Holy shit, he’s hot. So hot, and so…mine.
“Luca.” My mouth goes dry, feeling like all the air has been zapped out of my lungs. “I want you to…” My gaze lingers on his mouth. “Bite me.”
“Here?” He swallows. “Right now?”
I climb onto his lap and turn my head to the right. “Yes.”
He leans in slowly, licking down the side of my neck. “Where do you?—”
“You choose.” I’m already trembling with anticipation. With Adler, our bonding happened too fast to savor, right in the middle of an orgasm, but with Luca, I want to feel it all. He’s taken care of me, and now I need to make the sensitive outdoorsman mine.
“I want you to bite me first.”
