“You planned this?” I asked.
“Yeah, same as you did. Know you got Jamie to help you take those stitches out last night. I’ll spank your ass for that later tonight.”
My mouth dropped open, “For what exactly?”
“For letting another man see what’s mine and touch what’s mine. Don’t care that he was taking your stitches out. He was touching your bare skin. You don’t like it, don’t let another man touch you.”
I studied his face for a minute and realized that he was serious. “I can’t control other people, Dash. There’s no way for me to keep another man from ever touching me again. What about Phoenix?”
“You can control it when you are the one lifting your shirt up so he can get to your skin. And Phoenix is different. He’s your father. Hell, he’s probably going to beat my ass when he finds out I’ve touched you without coming to him first.”
I gasped, “You’re kidding, right?”
“Nope. Club rules. I showed him disrespect with my actions and will have to accept whatever punishment he dishes out.”
“You do realize how barbaric that is, right?”
“Don’t care. It’s how the club works. Better get used to it because you don’t get a say in any part of that.”
Wanna bet? There’s no way I was going to let my newly discovered father beat up my new man all because of some caveman club rule. I knew just how to go about getting my way, too.
“Come on. You’ve got to be starving since you missed breakfast. Let’s get something to eat and then practice our plans before we start on our other stuff today. I also want to take some more supplies out to the bunker just in case we need to use it.”
I wanted to roll my eyes. We had practiced the same plans every single day. I had it. He had it. Jamie and Pete had it. I had to constantly remind myself that they were doing this for me and it would seem terribly ungrateful of me to balk at his suggestions.
We spent the rest of the day doing exactly what he said. When we got back to the cabin after adding supplies to the bunker, the sun had set. I was exhausted and my body was aching, one place a bit more than others. Just as I finished my snack, I heard Dash call my name from upstairs.
I walked up the stairs at a snail’s pace. “In the bathroom,” Dash called out. When I entered the bathroom, Dash was standing beside the huge garden tub. He had filled it with a bubble bath that was calling my name.
He gently smiled when he saw me. “Between this morning and our exercises, I thought this might help with sore muscles and other stuff.” He almost looked embarrassed. Aww, big bad Dash was embarrassed about drawing a bubble bath for his recently deflowered girlfriend. There was nothing I could do to stop it. Laughter burst from my lips.
“What’s so fucking funny, Ember?” he huffed.
Bent over at the waist, I was struggling for breath between laughs. I held my hand out in a placating manner. “It’s. Just. Nothing gets. To you. But a bath. For me. Makes you blush.”
He slapped me on the butt, hard. “Get in the damn tub, woman.”
I yelped at the sting and quickly obliged. I undressed and carefully climbed into the tub. Sinking down into the warm water felt so good to my aching muscles. I closed my eyes and let out a contented sigh. Just as I was about to lay back and get comfortable, I felt the water displace behind me. “Slide up a little and make room for me.”
“Biker boy is going to take a bubble bath?” I teased.
“I swear, Ember, if you don’t shut your mouth, this will be the last time I do something like this for you,” he growled.
I turned my head back to him, “I’m just teasing you.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He didn’t seem as amused as I was.
“This was very nice and thoughtful. Thank you.” I leaned back against him and laid my head on his chest. I could have easily gone to sleep like that. If only the water would stay warm, and there wasn’t the possibility of drowning.
“Don’t get too comfortable. I don’t want you falling asleep in here.”
I chuckled, “I was just thinking the same thing.”
We stayed in the tub until the water started to get cold. He helped me out and helped me get dressed. Once in the bed, he gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, told me he loved me, and rolled me so my back was to his chest. Okay, not what I had expected to happen post-bath.
“Can’t tonight, darlin’. You’re already raw and sore from me fucking you twice this morning. Shouldn’t have done it that second time, but I couldn’t stop myself. You need a day or two to heal before I stick my cock in you again.”
How did he…? “Are you a mind reader or something?”
