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“I have no regrets.” Wait. “You don’t either . . . do you?”
“Not one bit.” She smiled up at me with the open cheerfulness she’d shown already. Had she started falling in love with me from the start like I had with her?
I cleared my throat and spoke the words embedded in my heart. “I feel as if the stars have conspired to paint your image into existence—a masterpiece of ethereal beauty that captivated me from the moment I met you.”
“Jaus.” Her fingers tightened on my arms, and tears sparkled in her eyes. “That’s beautiful.”
Her shimmering hazel eyes danced like flickering flames—so full of life, bewitching me in a spell I had no wish to escape from. An ocean of emotions swirled in their depths, pulling at me much like the tides caused by the moon on the sea.
“I’ll love you forever, tiny mate,” I said softly.
“And I’ll love you.”
She moved and winced, though I sensed she masked most of her reaction.
“You’ve overdone it.” I lifted her off my cock, which missed her tight warmth already. “Allow me to bathe you. I should’ve offered from the start.” I placed her gently on the seat beside me and grabbed the cloth, lathering it in the fragrant soap. “You must remain still. Don’t move or jar your leg.”
“It barely hurts.”
“You should not have ridden me.”
“Regrets?” she teased.
“Never,” I growled. “But you’re going to rest and continue to heal. I’ll minister to you, doing everything that you need. Like this.” I gently washed her face, taking the cloth down her neck and around to her nape. After rinsing off the lather, I tugged her off the seat and laid her across my lap.
“More?” she asked, her eyelids half-shuttered and her voice smoky and husky. “I’m ready.”
My cock rose, but it would have to wait. It should be sated for now. It smacked against my abs, insisting it wasn’t.
“I’m going to treat you gently, my tiny mate,” I snarled.
She pouted, not put out by my grumbling for even a second. “What if I need you to help me heal?” Her fingers encircled my cock, stroking it.
My groan ripped through me.
What a challenge my mate threw out. How could I not rise to the occasion?
“I. Will. Bathe. You!”
Her saucy grin rose. “Alright. I’ll behave and allow you to . . .batheme.”
She settled on my lap while I carefully washed her hair. And when I placed her back on the seat and started running the cloth across her chest, she clung to my arms. Her head tilted back, her lips parted, and she thrust her breasts into my hand.
“See?” she said in a husky voice. “I’m behaving.”
I was being driven out of my mind. I wanted her again, and despite telling myself I needed to wait or I could injure her, I kept falling into her gaze and the need flaring there.
I washed her arms and belly, then spread her legs.
A smile teased across her lips as I ran the cloth over her thighs, taking care where she was wounded. When I dragged the scrap of fabric between her legs, she bucked up against my hand, moaning.
“Still behaving,” she barked. “Not doing anything to make you eager to fuck me.”
My cock was stiffer than my mace. It ached, and nothing was going to take away this pain other than claiming her once more.
Stepping out of the tub, I grabbed a drying cloth from the cupboard. I lifted Rhoslyn out of the water and ran the cloth all over her, making sure I pressed down on her clit while carefully drying between her legs.
She clung to my shoulders, her knees shaking, and when I looked up from where I knelt in front of her, she sent me a sultry smile.
