CHAPTER SIX
KADEN
Gracie fell asleep in my arms.
Her husband didn’t deserve her, or her passion for him. It’s obvious she loves him by the way she defended his brutal attacks. I knew her situation was bad, I saw the pain swimming in her eyes, but I hadn’t known it wasthatbad.
Both of our souls were fractured, and fractured souls were like magnets drawn to collide into impossible bliss. We would have that bliss, I’d make sure of it. I would fight to have her; this Ben kid was just a bump in the road.
“Once I’m outta here, I promise I will keep you safe from the world.”
I stared down at her as she slept, drinking in her beauty. It was heartbreaking to know such an exquisite woman was being treated so badly. It pained me to know the hurt she’d been through at his hands. The terror and torment. It made me want to personally hurt him in the same way. Kick and punch him the way he did to her.
How could he? Look at her, the way her lips curved when she smiled, the way her body moved, the way her hair fell delicately over her shoulders. Her skin, a perfect shade of white with a kiss of red from the warmth of my body.
My cock begged me to enter her. To be released to slip inside her wet, warm folds. It was torture not being able to have her. She needed to be ready, free of her husband and, I kinda needed to like, not be so crippled.
My body was screaming in pain thanks to sitting for so long with her body on mine. Her weight, even though slight, was enough to send chills of heat biting out over me. At the same time, my ribs protested and my shoulder burned. My legs strapped in moon boot type things were heavy and were riddled with pins and needles – probably from sitting and having Gracie curled into me.
I shuffled slightly to try and redistribute the weight. The movement, as slight as it was startled Gracie, she snapped her eyes open and gasped. The look in her eyes was abject fear.
“Babe you’re okay, it’s me. I’ve got you.”
She closed her eyes and sucked in a few deep breathes, trying to regain her composure.
“Ssshh baby, I’ve got you.” My heart raced, my breathing hitched on seeing the fear swimming in her eyes.
I could see her strong heartbeat in her throat, a thick heavy pulse. Her eyes remained closed; her breathing slowed. My fingers pushed the hair from her face, wispy strands stuck by the instant beads of sweat generated from being startled awake.
“Under all the layers, babe, I see your perfection.” I breathe over her as her eyes fluttered open.
Something ignited inside me as I gazed into her crystal blue eyes.
“Just as I see you beneath the secrets you hide.”
She took my breath away. Leaning down, I took her bottom lip between my teeth and bit lightly. Her body came alive and mine hummed.
“Mmm,” she murmured as my grip tightened slightly.
“I want you so bad, babe.” Releasing her lips, my hands wrapped in the back of her hair, anchoring her to me.
Her hips flexed forward sending wild fire to my cock.
“God, Gracie don’t do that.”
Her smirk sent me over the edge. Picking her up under her armpits, I lifted her and stood. It fucking killed me, the pain caused sweat to instantly break out over my body. Humming with fire, I took the fucking shakiest steps to the edge of the bed. I threw Gracie onto the bed, her body bounced slightly. The hospital bed made a clanking sound - all metal and not one ounce of comfort.
I tried to maneuver my body, which wouldn’t co-operate at all, onto the bed. My fucking legs refused to work, so Gracie allowed me enough room to roll onto the bed and over her.
“You really shouldn’t be doing that,” she giggled.
“I know I shouldn’t, but fuck me babe, I wanna.”
Her eyes were hooded as she gazed up at me, licking her lips. I slowly traced her body with my fingertips, my eyes following their path.
My cock twitched inside my loose sweat shorts. I knew she’d felt it when her hips flexed and her thighs tightened.
“What’s your favourite colour?”
