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But the way that they’d looked at me.
Disgust.
That's what I'd seen in their gazes. That's what I'd seen in their thoughts.
Was I going to be alone again? I’d done it before. I could do it again.
But unlike when I escaped the Demon that first time, being alone now felt all wrong.
I ripped off my clothes, feeling like the loose fabric was too tight on my skin. Was it warm in here? I stomped to the air conditioning and saw that it was on sixty-five.
Okay, so not hot.
I would take a shower, give them time to think like I’d just said. If it was time to be on my own again…then so be it.
I turned on the water, noting how fast it got hot. Cain certainly knew how to pick his residences.
I stepped into the shower, and turned the temperature up even more so that it was scalding, so that it felt like it was burning off the sins imprinted on my skin.
Now, now, Aurora, don't be getting emotional.
I wondered how Remington and Paxton would've reacted if they’d been in the room this morning. Would Remington have blown it all off with his typical humor? Would Paxton have looked at me and wanted nothing to do with me?
I hated that my skin felt so tight. This was where the Demon had gotten it right when he'd told me that no one would understand, that I would never belong with anyone else. I was a freak…
A monster.
Just then, the glass door flew open, and cold air yanked at my skin.
"Are you allowed to just walk away from me?" Cain drawled, and a rush of relief swept over me, so violent that I shook even as I stood there in the piping hot water.
He stepped in and then I heard another set of footsteps, and my heart lifted even further.
Stellan was here as well.
"Fuck,” Stellan muttered, and then he reached over and adjusted the temperature on the water so it no longer felt like my flesh was melting off my bones. A finger slid down my spine, looping around each ass cheek gently before it moved away.
"You better not have been in here doubting us," Cain murmured…his voice sounding dangerous. Stellan pressed a kiss lightly on my neck and I shivered again, still not able to form any words.
I also still wasn't able to get up the nerve to look at them. My eyes were glued to the shiny tiles on the wall like they held the secrets of the universe.
I heard the click of a bottle opening; a second later, hands were threading through my hair, massaging my head as he shampooed it. There was another click of the bottle and then Stellan was slipping in front of me, forcing me to look at him as he slowly soaped up a loofah. He kept his gaze on mine and then kneeled down in front of me, until his face was level with my chest. He dragged the loofah across my stomach, and then down my thighs to my toes before coming back up. His gaze went back and forth between my face and my skin as Cain continued to massage my head, occasionally drifting down my shoulders to give those a squeeze as well. I was turning into butter under their hands.
Stellan slipped the loofah between my thighs so it was rubbing through the lips of my core. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss right above my clit, and I shivered.
I sighed, and my head fell back onto Cain's chest as Stellan moved the loofah up and over my breasts, the abrasive material rubbing over my nipples, sending a shockwave straight to my sex.
"Yes," I whispered as my hands laid on Stellan’s shoulders.
"That's it, little devil. Just let us take care of you…let us worship you," Cain murmured as he pulled one of the fancy spouts from the wall and started gently rinsing out my hair.
"Why aren't you running?" I whispered back, my voice sounding gravelly and coarse like I'd actually been sobbing this whole time. Cain growled roughly and Stellan gave a sharp tug at my nipples, his gaze saying so much.
Like he loved me.
Like he worshiped me.
Like he’d…never leave me.
