Page 53 of Twisted Mates

I lean forward, resting my arms on my thighs. She is so tempting. Everything she does makes me need her. I take a moment to assess the situation. She needs to come first. I don’t want my dick clouding my judgement right now.

“Do you want a bath or a shower?” I ask, giving in to whatever she wants.

“A bath so I can sit down. I don’t think standing for an extended period is such a good idea right now. But only if you’ll get in with me,” she says, her dark eyes piercing into mine.Fuck me,she knows what she’s doing.

I stand and give her a knowing glare. “Give me a moment to draw the bath and I’ll come back for you.”

Never in my life have I had such difficulty filling a bathtub. I find myself adjusting my cock the entire time. Picturing us pieced together in the water is doing all sorts of things to me. The thoughts running through my head are vastly inappropriate after what she’s been through.

I reel in my hormones and go back to Kai’s room. With much care, I scoop her into my arms and carry her into the bathroom where I help her undress and ease her into the warm water.

She groans and it has me hardening, straining so tightly against the fabric of my shorts that I fight the urge to free myself. This is such a bad idea.

“That feels so good, Xander, thank you,” she says, swishing her fingers around the water and scooping up bubbles into her palm.

“Yeah, no—no problem,” I say, turning away from her to pull my shirt over my head and take off my shorts. I don’t know why I’m nervous; it’s not like?—

“Why are you turned around like that?” she asks, her voice amused, somehow reading my mind. “For fuck’s sake, Xander, you held me upside down and ate me out while I sucked your dick the other night. I think I can handle seeing you naked before taking a bath with you.”

I run my hand down my tattooed chest, trying to calm my racing heart. With a quick glance at my stiff cock, I turn around. “Excuse me if I’m a little embarrassed that I can’t seem to get mydickunder control.”

Her laughter bounces off the tile walls. It’s good to know that what happened tonight didn’t snuff out the joy inside of her.

I slide in behind her and pull her against my chest. My hands glide up her arms and back down again, gently washing away the horrors of tonight. I want to cleanse her body of that creep’s touch. The very thought of his hands on her, tainting her gorgeous body infuriates me. No one should lay a finger on her without her consent. I swear I will find that asshole and break every bone in his hands for what he did to Alexia.

She leans into me, laying her head back against my shoulder, and I finally feel her muscles start to relax. “This is perfect, Xander,” she murmurs, slipping her hands under the water and running them up and down my thighs.

“Good. I want to erase as much of tonight as I can. I don’t want you to feel like any piece of that creep is clinging to your skin,” I say against her ear.

She nods. “Thank you.”

I don’t want to ask the next question because I almost don’t want to know, but I need to. Ihaveto know.

“Alexia?”

“Yes?”

“I’m going to ask you something, and I need you to tell me the truth, okay?”

She lifts her chin and cranes her neck so she can look at me. “Of course. I’d never lie to you. What is it?”

I take a deep breath, bracing myself for her potential answer. “Did he...” I can barely get out the words. “Touch youanywhere else?”

Her face loses all color, and she shakes her head vehemently. “No. No. Not even close. I don’t think that was even on his mind. I think he actually just wanted to kill me. As horrifying as that is. It would have been worse if he wanted to do what you’re asking about,” she finishes in a mortified whisper.

A portion of the tension that has had every muscle in my body coiled up releases. I didn’t even know I was carrying my worry for her the way I was. It’s insane that this woman walked back into my life days ago and she has monopolized every thought I have. I still have so much to learn about her, but I want to do it. I have to know everything there is to know. I’m obsessed.

My hands move to her back where my thumbs press into her shoulder blades, working out the knots. She leans forward, giving me room to move up her neck and down her spine. Back rubs were never my thing, but hell, I would do anything just to touch her.

“That feels so good,” she groans, and I have to force myself to keep my hands in an appropriate place.

“Alexia, I growl. “You’re too banged up for me to do what I want to do to you, and if you keep making those noises, it’s going to be very difficult for me to restrain myself.” I press my erection against the small of her back just to prove my point.

Her body quivers and I know she’s laughing at my expense. That’s okay. I’ll get her back the next time I have her at my mercy. For now, I just want to make her feel better, like this horrible night never happened.

“I shouldn’t laugh at your predicament. I do apologize,” she says between giggles.

“You don’t sound very sorry,” I say, finishing up her back rub and wetting her hair so I can shampoo and condition it for her.

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