“This is perfect. Thank you,” I tell him before I gently kiss him.
He hesitates for a moment before he kisses me back, but it's as if I’m coming back home once he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him, deepening the kiss. I pull away slightly as I smile against his lips, and he frowns.
“I’m sorry. Did I do something wrong?” he questions, and I slowly shake my head as I back up and bite my lip.
“No, I’m just curious,” I tell him as I start to unbutton my jeans, and his eyes go molten. “Did they ever say what the healing waters healed? Is there a limit on what it heals? Physical, emotional, mental, spiritual injuries? More than one?” I ask as I kick off my sandals, step out of my pants, and lose my shirt, leaving me in my bra and panties.
Knots doesn’t even unbutton his shirt; he just rips it open, sending the buttons scattering across the rocky floor, and the sound causes my pussy to contract around nothing.
“I don’t know,” his voice turns husky. “But I’m willing to find out,” he admits.
I watch as his pants tent considerably, and he rolls his shoulders, attempting to take off his shirt artfully, but the sleeves get stuck.
I step out of my panties and slip into the warm waters, and it instantly starts to bubble around me, feeling like miniature jets in a hot tub. The tiny bubbles glide over my skin as if they are penetrating deeper into me and cleansing me from the inside out. I have never experienced a pool of water like this before, and I find myself moaning as my muscles go slack.
“Oh holy Fates, this feels amazing.” I groan as I sink into the water, releasing my breasts from my bra and throwing that onto the rocky shore.
“Ugh. You’re killing me, Rez,” Knots groans as he slips out of his clothes and laser focuses on me.
“Guess you shouldn’t have dressed up,” I tease before taking a breath and dunking under the water. I don’t know if I believe these are true healing waters, but I do wonder if I would need to use them multiple times if they are. For now though, they at least make me feel better at this moment. I don’t feel nauseated, nor weighted down spiritually or emotionally. I feel like all my worries in the world are nonessential and trivial; my pain and the worrying over the absence of my magic are gone.Things will work out as they should.The words filter through my mind of their own accord, calming my soul. After only a few moments of being underneath, arms grab me and yank me back up into the cooler air.
“Just for that, you should be punished,” Knots says, nibbling along my neck.
“Do you feel the healing effects of the waters?” I ask, hoping I’m not the only one noticing the tingling feeling along my skin.
“Yes, I can feel my wings mending already,” he mumbles against my skin. “I guess the rumors are true.”
I chuckle, turning around in his embrace to face him and sliding my arms around his neck. His hands slowly run down my naked back to grab my ass and lift, prompting me to wrap my legs around his slender waist, trapping his firm cock between us. I’m so tempted to either lift up and let him slip in or grab him myself and guide him in, but before I can do anything, the decision is taken away from me.
“Not going to happen. I told you, I’m here to take care of you, and you’ve just gone through some emotional traumas recently, Rez. You need to heal to be ready for tomorrow and the week following,” Knots says as he walks us deeper into the water until it’s mid-chest.
“Huh?” I give him a bewildered look. “I thought sex cured everything.”
He chuckles.
“You would think that, but no. I brought you to the healing waters for a reason. Bathing in the healing baths should renew you and strengthen what’s damaged within you,” he tells me as we reach the back wall, and he sets me down on a small rock bench that’s protruding underwater, bringing the water back down to my waist.
He reaches for a bar of soap from his S.I.N. box and begins to lather it into his hands as he looks down at my toes.
“May I?” he asks, looking sincere.
“Sure,” I say, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice. But it’s Knots, and he picks up on it easily.
“I don’t mean to disappoint.” He gives me a sly smile. “I’ll tell you what, you can ask me any question, and I’ll answer it without complaint if you let me just wash you like I want. Deal?” he offers as he moves to my other foot.
I have to admit his hands are miracle workers as they work through some deep tissue issues on my soles, and I bite my lip to keep from moaning. So, I nod, agreeing to his request.
“Thank you.” His smile is infectious as he moves up my legs and hits my calves, massaging the sore and tired muscles as he goes. I lean up against the back wall and let the warm water gently run over me as I think of any questions I want answered by my Door Knight.
There are so many.Out of all of my mates, he’s the most mysterious, especially lately with Cain. The thought of my so-called brother causes my muscles to tense up, and Knots pauses as he studies me.
“You know what you want to ask,” he says, not a question.
I bite my lip, suddenly feeling nervous as to how he will take it.
“Go ahead. I told you I would answer honestly.”
Taking a breath, I just blurt out my question, hoping I don’t ruin what we’re building between us, once more.
