“Were you scared?” James lips brushed her forehead tenderly as he swiped away the blood on her knees, after he thoroughly disinfected all the scratches he set her down on the sink. He wanted to lick her all over but he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. This was about her. Not him.
“So much. I thought you weren’t gonna make it.” Ever was shy as she admitted her worst fears, James was being so tender with her tending to her wounds so carefully and gently. She felt protected and safe.
“There was no doubt about me saving you, I am just pissed off that I didn’t make it here sooner. That mongrel had her filthy hands in your hair.” He nuzzled her cheek, his hands spanning around her waist. Their breaths mingled and fires of passion started licking at their souls. An accidental brush of h
