When Carter comes in to tell us her bath is ready, Kill sits up, lifts her with him and carries her into the bathroom. He sits her in the bathwater, and she moans softly.
“This is nice.”
I kneel by the faucet, Kill does the same by her side, and Carter behind her back.
He grabs the rose-scented soap and pours a generous amount into his palm and begins washing her back. She looks over her shoulder with a soft smile on her lips.
“You are going to spoil me. What if I want this every time?”
Stroking my fingers down the inside of her thigh, I enjoy eliciting a slight shiver from her as I lean forward and speak low.
“Then you will get it every time, Tesoro. You’re ours and that means we will take care of every single need you have.”
Killian places soft kisses against her jaw while Carter washes her back, and I focus on her legs.
Her eyes fill with emotion and she doesn’t have to tell me no one has ever cared about her needs. I know already—we all do.
She runs her wet fingers through Killian’s hair while he kisses her softly. Heather moans while Killian washes her front, and this could easily turn into round two but I won’t allow it. This is about taking care of her, not us getting off again.
“I wish you could all get in here with me.”
Kill kisses her on top of the head and sighs audibly.
“One day, baby. Once this is all over, we will plant new roots somewhere we have no past. We’ll build a place that’s ours, and the bathtub will be big enough for all of us. And the bed will be too.”
After we are done cleaning our girl, I rise to my feet and grab a soft grey towel and hold it out for her. Wrapping her in the towel, I lift her into my arms as she places her hands around my neck to stabilize herself.
“Would you prefer to sleep in here tonight, Tesoro? There’s more room.”
She turns and glances at Carter, hopefully.
“Will you stay, too?”
He nods with a grin on his face.
“Yes, Little Heathen. We will make it work.”
Killian lies down against the back of the circular bed, and I lay Heather in front of him before getting on one side of her as Carter gets on the other. She immediately inter-locks her fingers, setting her hands on her stomach. Every time she doesthis for Carter, it makes me love her more. Women have always been interested in him, but they never respect his boundaries. The way she does it without anyone instructing her to, makes her even more appealing. They say beauty is skin deep, but that’s not true with her—it’s soul deep. Sure, physically she’s fucking stunning, but she’s so much more than that. Her heart is pure. She’s like the amaryllis, a flower that has no business growing in the dry desert. Yet, like her, not only does it grow in less than optimal circumstances, it flourishes. Against all odds, she has grown into a beautiful woman who cares deeply for others.
Heather turns her head toward Carter.
“Kiss me, and then I’ll turn over so you can relax.”
He takes her face in his hands and sighs with contentment.
“You did so well tonight, Little Heathen. So fucking well.”
Carter kisses her passionately, like it might be the last time. My brother has two fears—being touched and losing Heather. I don’t blame him for the latter. None of us will relax with her until her family is dead.
Killian leans over her and kisses her next.
When he pulls away with a growl, she giggles—the sound of her angelic voice causing my chest to tighten.
“Come here, perfect girl.”
Pulling her into my arms I kiss her deeply, sliding my tongue against hers she grinds against my hard cock.
I move my hand into her hair and pull at the strands while she whimpers into my mouth.
