Page 96 of The Chief
Crestfallen, I replied, “I thought you were going to?—”
“Eat your pussy?” he asked with a quirked brow. “Make no mistake, Jynx, Iwilleat your pussy, but later. Right now, I want to take care of my woman. The one who saved my life by sacrificing herself.”
I blinked as tears formed. “You saved mine first,” I whispered.
He flashed me his good boy smile. “Twice, if I remember correctly, but who’s fucking counting?”
Cupping his face, I stroked his stubbled jaw. “I am, Keir. I promise to stand by your side for as long as you’ll have me.”
Turning, he pressed a kiss to my bandaged palm. “I’m pretty sure that’s my line.” With a grin, he returned to cleaning me, then placed an open-mouthed kiss on my pussy and stood up. He methodically used the cloth to wash away the dirt from my body, rinsing away the pain until the water ran clear. When he finally rose to his feet, his erection brushed against his belly, clear liquid beading at the top, but I resisted the urge to run my tongue over it. Fallon was right. We both needed rest to recover from our ordeal. Keir ignored his rock hard cock, opting to finish my sponge bath while I watched his quiet strength.
With one final rinse, he cleaned the tears and dirt from my face, then pressed a kiss to my mouth. “All clean.”
“Thank you.”
I took the face washer from him and placed it on the counter before unwrapping my hands. Whatever cream Fallon had put on them had taken away the sting of pain, at least temporarily. I could wrap them again when we woke, but for now, I wanted them unhindered. Grabbing a new face washer, I wet it under the warm water and washed Keir. I started with his face, meetinghis intense stare as I worked, his hand occasionally coming up to slide through my hair that had come loose, pushing it back behind my ear.
He rested his unwrapped palm against the side of my neck, his fingers pressing into my pulse point, which fluttered in response.
“I’m sorry about putting my hands on you before.” He spoke so softly I barely heard him.
My gaze flickered to his face before I refocused on cleaning his arm.
“I have…” The muscle in his jaw bulged. “Anger issues. I hide them behind a smile and friendly personality, but it lurks beneath here.” He touched the space over his heart. “It consumes me sometimes. Like an animal trapped beneath my skin. Like a beast always trying to break free of its cage.”
“I’ve seen it,” I replied. “That darkness trapped in there.”
Keir nodded. “It won’t happen again.”
“Even if it turns you on?” I whispered, nibbling my bottom lip. “Even if it turns me on?”
“It turned you on?” he asked, curious, and his dick twitched against my stomach.
Jesus, just thinking about it had me squirming. “You felt how wet I became.”
Keir’s fingers twitched like he wanted to see if I was wet just talking about it. Putting down the scrap of material, I dipped two fingers between my pussy lips, while biting back the groan that wanted to break free of my throat. I was soaked, and I wanted him to know. Circling my clit—once, twice—I brought my fingers to his mouth. He sucked on them, swirling his tongue and swallowing.
“Jesus, Jynx. You want to have my hands around your neck again?”
I bobbed my head, though I was unable to articulate the reason. Before he could follow through, I grabbed the face washer and wet it again. I moved onto cleaning his neck and chest, sweeping lower until I squeezed out the water and watched the rivulets run down the deep V in his abdomen.
“Don’t forget to wash my cock, Jynx,” he cajoled with a smile.
I ran the washer over the underside of his straining dick before dipping lower. He let out a hiss as I cupped his balls, massaging them gently. Keir grunted, his hips thrusting forward into my hand. Slicking my hand back up, I jerked him until he was breathing hard.
With a smirk I asked, “Enjoying your sponge bath?”
“You fucking know I am,” he replied, leaning down to bite the side of my neck before licking away the sting.
I pulled back, dumping the soiled washer into the sink and turning off the tap. “We should rest,” I told him.
He blinked, unsure he’d heard me correctly, but at my smile, he agreed. “Yes, Jynx, let’s get you into bed.”
I must’ve fallen into a deep sleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. That could be the only explanation, since something had just woken me. Something that sounded a lot like Keir’s voice.
“Come on, Jynx. Wake up for me, baby.”
My lashes fluttered open, and I found Keir nestled between my thighs. His hands were wrapped around the tops of them, holding me open while pushing me down so I couldn’t move.
