Zara
I watched silently as Alpha Kane pulled me off the bed and led me to the bathroom, where a hot shower awaited us. As before, he pulled my clothes off and let them fall to the floor with a soft thud.
I savored every moment of his hands touching my skin, rubbing the soap into my skin until it lathered. Alpha Kane's touch always awakened something sexual within me, making me crave him completely. This time, his touch was different.
He washed my hair, his rough fingers tangling in my hair. He stroked my scalp. Just as I was about to fall asleep in his arms, he rinsed the soap from my hair.
After quickly washing himself, he pulled me out of the shower. Like a fragile shard of glass, he carried me into the bedroom and easily set me on my feet.
