33. Chapter 33
Wehaveherback, and I for one never plan on letting her go again. Steam billows out from the shower, filling the room. We”re all a mess, our clothes and bodies covered in blood. I take a step forward, settling myself between Demi”s open thighs. I brush a hand through her matted hair, my eyes drinking her in as I take in the beauty before me. Even covered in dirt and blood, she is the most beautiful woman I”ve ever seen.
I hear the rustling of fabric behind me as Bane strips, letting his clothes fall to the floor, but I keep my focus on Demi. My hands rove over her body, touching every part of her like she could disappear before my eyes if I closed them.
”Never leave me again. I don”t think my heart could take it.” I”ve spent days pacing the apartment, working out my anger in the gym sparring with Bane, and ignoring Jax for the bullshit he pulled.
Demi doesn”t speak, she just watches me with those turquoise orbs. Tears still stain her cheeks, and I wipe them away, taking some of the dirt with it. I hear the shower door open, then Bane is next to me again. I take a step back so I can remove my own clothing. Bane slots himself into my position, and Demi gasps as she looks up and down his body.
Something tells me she likes the sight of her giant with blood covering his skin, even if some of it is his own. Her hands trail up and down his thick arms, making sure she doesn”t touch the open wounds from the wolves” claws and teeth. His fingers catch on the bottom of the t-shirt she is wearing and he pulls it from her body, throwing it into the same pile as his clothes.
Bane tugs her to the edge of the counter, his hands moving under her thighs as he pulls her against his body. Her long, pale legs wrap around his waist, and her arms loop around his neck as he steps into the shower with her. Popping the button on my jeans, I kick off my boots and socks and let them drop to the floor with a thud.
I join them both in the shower, closing the door behind me. The water hits some of the shallower wounds that haven”t quite healed yet and it stings as it cleans the dirt from them. Bane holds Demi under the water, her legs still wrapped around him like she doesn”t want to let him go. I step up behind them and mold my body to hers. Caressing the sides of her thighs, a gentle moan escapes her lips at my touch.
My cock twitches, but this isn”t about what I want right now. It”s about Demi”s needs. The bond I now recognize as being that of true mates tugs at my very soul. It demands I claim what is mine, but I shove it away. There is a time and a place, and this isn”t it.
Bane unwraps her thighs from around him and lowers her to the floor, her wet body sliding down his. Wrapping my arms around her, I run my hands over her skin. I lean close to her ear and kiss the top of it.
”Let us take care of you, Demi. Let us love you.” Bane nods in agreement as Demi drops her head back onto my shoulder.
With her hair now wet, I reach for the shampoo while Bane reaches for the soap. Dropping a pea-sized amount into my hand, I massage the gel into her tresses. The foam steadily turns red as it mixes with the dried blood in her hair.
Bane, meanwhile, lathers up her skin, taking his time to wash away the blood and grime from every inch of her. He drops to his knees and works on her legs, from her feet all the way up to her thighs. When he reaches the apex, he taps the inside of her leg, and she opens for him. He reaches between them and washes her mound. Another of her moans echoes around the bathroom at his movements.
Rising to his feet, he runs the soap over his own body. I see the slight flinch as the soap hits his healing cuts, but Demi reaches out to him. Her hands shift across his skin, cataloging every single mark. When her hands reach for his hardening length, he swats them away and she huffs at him.
For someone who has been through so much, she is as receptive to us as we are to her. The bond is snapping at our heels, wanting us to claim her. Even though she is human, on some level, she must feel it too.
Giving Bane time to wash the grime from his own body, I place my hands on her shoulders and gently maneuver her under the spray, letting the water run through her hair until it turns clear. I take my place behind her and pull her body back against me. My own back hits the tiles behind me, the coolness of them quenching the heat taking over my very being.
When Bane finishes, he turns Demi so her chest is against mine and I tighten my arms around her waist. My hardness pushes against her stomach and I have to lecture my own body. I place a hand on her neck as Bane gets to work on her back. With my fingers under her chin, I tilt her head up and press my lips to hers in a gentle kiss.
Demi”s hands grasp my shoulders as she rocks against me. Her nails bite into my skin and I can”t stop my traitorous body from reacting. I moan against her lips, and she takes the opening, her tongue invading my mouth as she tastes me. Her hands move up the side of my neck, lacing through my hair and holding my mouth to hers.
As my lids close, my hands move over Demi”s body. Touching every possible inch of her that I can. Our tongues move together at a steady pace, neither of us pushing to deepen the kiss any further.
When we split apart, she looks into my eyes. A small smile creeps across her lips and I offer her the same in return. I lace our fingers together, and she squeezes mine back. The door of the shower opens as Bane reaches outside for a fluffy towel off the rail. When he returns, I push Demi back towards him. He wraps the towel around her body and lifts her up into his arms.
A small giggle graces my ears as he steps out of the shower naked with her in his arms. Demi looks at me still standing under the spray of the water.
”Diego?” She murmurs, tiredness lacing her voice.
”I”ll be through soon, tesoro.”
”You better be.” Bane takes that as his cue to leave and he carries her out of the bathroom.
I grab the shampoo and scrub it through my hair. The suds run down my back over the wounds inflicted by one of those nasty bastards and it stings like a bitch. I suck it up and carry on cleaning away the blood, mine and theirs. When the water is no longer a mixture of black and red, I turn off the shower and grab my own towel from the rack.
Scrubbing it over my head, I dry my hair as best as I can before I sling it low on my hips. When I walk out of the bathroom, Demi is lying in the middle of the bed, a silky robe wrapped around her body. Bane lies at her side, one arm slung under his head as he drinks from a blood sachet. There is another on my side. Jax must have brought them in while we were in the shower.
Bane”s eyes track my movements as I walkacross the room. Demi rolls over and curls herself up against his side, her head on his shoulder and her fingers resting against his chest.
Dropping the towel from around my waist as I near the bed, I climb in on the otherside of Demi, grabbing the sheet to pull it over all three of us. As soon as I settle, Demi turns over and throws her leg over mine. I slip my arm under her head and pull her close. Her hand rests on my chest over my heart and I reach for the light next to the bed.
”Leave it on, please,” Demi calls out, her voice panicked, as her hand on my chest fists. I withdraw my arm back into the bed and lay my hand over hers.
”Anything for you.” I let my lips brush over her wet hair and rest my chin on top of her head.
Bane rolls over, his chest against Demi”s back. He throws an arm over her side, resting his big hand on her hip.
”Thank you for coming for me.” Demi”s words are a little slurred as she speaks. Exhaustion is finally taking hold of her as she snuggles into my body.
”Always,” Bane whispers behind her. Demi”s breathing evens out and she drifts off to sleep surrounded by us both.
She doesn”t hear the bedroom door open as Jax looks in on us. I can see the indecision on his face. He knows Demi is his true mate, but it”s almost like he still doesn”t want to act on it. But if that kiss in the cave is anything to go by, he wants her as much as Bane and I do. He just needs a good smack upside the head. Tomorrow though, it can wait until then.
For now, I”m going to savor having Demi back in my arms. Jax leaves the room without a word. I grab the blood sachet off the table, trying my hardest not to jostle Demi as I move. I pierce it with my fang before I drink the entire thing in just a few gulps. With my hunger satisfied, for now, I drop the empty sachet back onto the table and rest my head back on the pillows.
I don”t want to sleep in case when I wake up, Demi is gone again, and this has all been a cruel dream. But with the gentle rhythm of her heart and her heat spreading over me, I soon lose the battle.