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“After what happened this morning...”
“What happened this morning?”
“You ran out on me like I’m a cheap whore!” The arm not holding my towel in place flails around wildly. He catches it in the air and tugs me to his chest, his hand sliding up my neck to cup my face.
My breath catches in my throat.
“You are not a whore. And I never meant to make you feel that way. I don’t do well with this kind of thing. I never have.”
“And what kind of thing is that?”
“Being intimate. And I’m not talking about fucking. That, I have no problem with.” He grins. “But opening up to someone is hard for me. But with you... Fuck, I don’t know. I want to try.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know why.”
“Still haven’t figured it out yet?” I can’t help but smile, throwing his words back at him.
“No.” He shakes his head slowly. “But being with you. Talking to you. Fighting with you. Fucking you until you scream...” he tacks on with a wink. “It feels right. And right now, with everything going to shit, I need something to feel right.”
The last of my resolve falls away, as does the hand holding my towel in place. It flitters to the floor, leaving me completely exposed to him.
He sucks in a hard breath.
“You are going to be my downfall, little bird.”
Before I can respond, his lips are on mine. Rough and demanding, he puts everything into the kiss. I feel it deep in my bones. His pain. His anger. His frustration. His lust. And I take it all in.
He hisses when my hand slides over the wound I stitched just a few short minutes ago and I quickly pull back to inspect it.
“I’m sorry, did I...”
“I’m fine.” He silences me with another kiss, slowly guiding me toward the shower.
“I need you... Right now,” he murmurs against my lips as we step under the water cascading from the overhead showerhead, drenching us both.
“Then you can have me.” I tilt my head back, arching my back as his lips slide down my neck.
Without warning he twists my body around, pushing my front flush with the glass shower wall.
It almost feels wrong, knowing that Niko is lying in his room with some pretty significant injuries. For all we know, he may have lost too much blood and won’t make it through the night. But then again, maybe that’s why he’s here. Because he needs something to take his mind off of it. He needsme.He just said so himself. And not in the way he needs me to help him take down my father. No, heneedsME. He needs me to take it away, to make him forget.
The thought excites me.
I shouldn’t want to be needed by him.
I shouldn’t want to make him feel better.
I shouldn’t crave his touch. His kiss. The feeling of his breath on my neck.
But god help me, I do.
I can’t explain it or even begin to understand it, but I do.
“I’m not going to be gentle this time, little bird.”
“Good.” I whimper when he grinds his hard length against my backside.
