Page 38 of Savage
Elio stood up and moved to the far wall that had more drawers than any sane person would need. He grabbed three shirts and gave both of them one.
“Dar, shower. I will wash you.”
My face felt hot as I stood and followed him out of the closet.
“Have fun,” Sayge whispered, winking at me.
It always amazed me how Sayge took everything in stride. He never let anything weigh him down for too long. He’d told me once that stress was too much for him to handle, and he’d picked up a habit when he was young to freak out all of an hour tops and then accept it. Freaking out would do nothing to help the situation but weigh him down further. I wish I could do the same, but it was much harder than it sounded.
The sound of the shower going once again had me moving toward the bathroom. My heart beat faster with every step I took. Elio stood there, his button-up removed, bearing his chest to me. The scars that marred his flesh still took my breath away. Each one looked as gruesome as the last.
“Come here so I can undress you.”
Elio never left a room to deny him what he wanted. I moved as if under a spell, and before I knew it, I stood before him expectantly.
Instead of forcing me to move, Elio pulled a knife from one of the drawers in the bathroom and sliced through my clothes. He moved fluidly; the knife almost seemed to be a part of him. My clothes fell away, leaving me standing there naked and breathing heavily. Even after everything that happened, my cock twitched as if it was more than ready to take part.
Where in the hell did my cock draw the line? Apparently, it wasn’t knives.
Elio’s gaze went right to my cock, and I swallowed a groan.
Do not get hard!
“Face the wall, place your hands above your head.”
The sexual images that assaulted me were a fucking crime. I bit my tongue, but the pain only made things worse. I wanted nothing more than to bury myself under his covers.
I stepped into the shower, careful not to get the bandages wet. Following Elio’s instructions, I placed both hands above my head. He washed me without even trying anything. I stood there, unsure if I was disappointed or relieved. I wouldn’t hate it. I knew the pleasure Elio could give me, but I wasn’t exactly in the right headspace no matter how easily my body responded to his touch.
“Tilt your head back,” Elios said. His voice wrapped around me, and I sighed as I listened.
I closed my eyes as the warm water hit my scalp and ran down my back.
This was heaven. I never wanted to leave.
The moment the thought crossed my mind, I knew it wouldn’t become my reality.What were the chances?I pushed it deep down in the darkest parts of my mind until no glimmer of hope remained.
I shook my head, water flinging everywhere as Elio turned off the shower. He held one of his fluffy white towels out for me. It wasn’t anything special, but it still made it hard for me to keep that stupid wishful thought down.
I fell into his arms as he dried me off. Closing my eyes, I enjoyed the care he gave me. The button-up shirt he handed me to sleep in smelled like him. I brought it up to my nose, breathed in his scent, and dropped it before he turned back around. Still, the moment I stopped, I wanted to press my face against the real thing.
Maybe if I asked, he’d sleep with us.
I opened my mouth to ask, but the words felt stuck in my throat. I gave up before I could utter a single word. Elio led me to the bed where Calvin and Sayge were already resting.
Sayge lifted his head. He’d braided his long hair to keep it from ending up under one of us.
“Are you sleeping with us, daddy?”
Elio shook his head, and something about him changed at that moment. Danger alarms sounded off in my head, and I took a small step back.
“I have something to take care of,” Elio said.
He cupped Sayge’s face, and the deadly look vanished. If Sayge noticed, he took it all in with a smile.
“Okay.” He dropped back down, and I climbed into the bed.
Elio stood there watching us, making me feel like he was protecting us even from our potential nightmares. I knew the moment he left. The room felt different somehow. I couldn’t explain it. Still, no matter how hard I tried to fall asleep, nothing happened.
