Page 88 of Explode
Bracing myself for what I was about to find, I opened the doorand stepped inside. Kai was leaning over the sink. His arms were rigid as his hands gripped the bowl, and fresh blood trickled from one knuckle, the mirror above the sink cracked from where he’d evidently punched it.
At hearing the door close behind me, Kai’s head whipped up, hiseyes meeting mine in the shattered mirror. It took all of my strength not to flinch at the hate reflecting in his beautiful eyes.
“Kai-”
“Leave me alone, Riley. I need to be left alone right now,” he growled,his voice low and deadly, a tone I’d heard many times. The pang of hurt I felt outside hit me again, only this time harder. I hated that he was hurting, but I hated that he was closing down on me even more.
Swallowing down the fear creeping up my throat and remindingmyself that Kai would not hurt me, I stepped forward. His lips contorted into a snarl, but he didn’t move.
“Don’t push me away, Kai,” I whispered.
His eyes closed, but when they opened they were full ofdetermination to get me the fuck away from him. “Riley, I won’t ask you again.”
“And I won’t tell you again. I’m not going anywhere.” I held firm,refusing to leave Kai when I knew he needed me the most. He squeezed his eyes closed again, his shoulders heaving as he took calming breaths.
Taking the opportunity while he wasn’t looking, I reached past himand turned on the shower. The noise of the running water made him open his eyes and meet mine in the mirror again. I held his gaze as I lifted my shirt over my head.
He swallowed as his eyes dropped to my bra-clad tits, and softenedfractionally.
“Don’t push me away, Kai. I know you are hurting, so let me be therefor you.” I undid my bra and tossed it on the floor, never taking my eyes from where they met his in the mirror.
Slowly he straightened his back and turned to face me. He didn’tspeak, but that was fine, I didn’t need him to say anything. He didn’t need to speak for me to know how much he was hurting. Reaching out, I grabbed the hem of his dirty shirt, and careful to avoid his bleeding hand, I pulled it over his head. To my surprise, Kai didn’t stop me.
His torso was covered in dirt, blood, and sweat, the colors of his newtattoo dulled by the mess. With shaky fingers, I undid the button on his jeans and lowered the zipper before pulling both his jeans and boxer briefs down. As Kai kicked them off, I lowered my own pants and panties, and then taking his uninjured hand, I pulled him into the shower.
As soon as he was under the hot stream, the water turned fromclear to dirty as the grime washed off Kai’s body. He watched me like a hawk, his jaw clenched, and his body stiff with tension. In the time I’d known Kai, I’d never known him to be as rigid as he was right then.
Grabbing my sponge and body wash, I lathered up the sponge andstarted running it over Kai’s chest. He still didn’t speak, just watched my every move intently as I brushed the sponge gently over his new tattoo.
Gradually, the vibrant silver of the star and wolf shone through, andwhen that area was clean of dirt and blood, I leaned forward and placed a little kiss right along the scar line. His breath was ragged, but I felt the slightest bit of relief as some of the tension drained from Kai’s body.
Ignoring his thickening cock, I moved on to the next area, wipingthe grime from the rest of Kai’s chest and over his shoulders, before moving on to his arms, taking my time to clean every speck of dirt and blood from his skin.
When I reached his injured hand, I dabbed the sponge over the cuts.I hated the way his skin was torn over the knuckles, but with the bruises already forming, I didn’t think the damage had been caused just from punching the glass. I imagined these knuckles had caused some damage to the now-deceased Chief of Police.
Smiling at the thought of the damage these powerful hands couldcause, I placed another kiss over each gash once they were clean, and again, relief flooded me when more tension eased from Kai’s body.
His breathing quickened as I lowered myself to my knees, buthe didn’t move a muscle. Didn’t try to grab my head and guide me to suck his cock like I thought he might, he just stood, watching.
Waiting.
Ignoring his now fully erect length, I carried on wiping the spongedown both legs, stopping every so often to add more body wash to the sponge, and watching the blood of the man who tried to hurt us swirl away down the drain.
When the front of him was clean, I stood. His heated eyes gazeddown at me, and instead of the murderous intent that was in his dark orbs before, they now shone with something else, the gold flecks brighter than the sun.
Pouring soap into my hand, I reached up and used my palm to washhis face, delicately swiping over every inch to make sure I got all the dirt. Cupping his cheek, Kai nuzzled into my hand for a moment as he closed his eyes, relishing in my touch.
When his face was lathered in soap, he moved his head back towash the soap off, and when he pulled back out of the stream, I was met with the face of my husband instead of the angry wolf.
“Turn around,” I whispered.
Doing as he was told for once in his damn life, Kai turned, giving mehis back. I started the process again, stroking the sponge over his defined muscles and impressive wolf tattoo, the emerald green eye of the snarling beast watching me as I cleaned the dirt and blood away.
When Kai’s back was clean, I placed a delicate kiss on the nose ofthe wolf, and as I stepped back, Kai turned around to face me once again.
For a minute, neither of us moved. He stared down at me with anunreadable expression on his face. The tension had ebbed from his body, but the longer he stared, the more I worried I’d made a mistake in making him let me clean the blood off him. But then, his hands reached out, and he grabbed my hips, taking a step forward to lean down and rest his forehead against mine.
“I don’t know what the fuck I’d do without you, Star,” he whispered,his hot breath caressing my lips.
