King of the Underworld (RJ Kane)

Chapter 294

Chapter Two Hundred Ninety-Four

Sephie

The shower was much more painful than I was hoping because of my arm being out of the sling. I tried

to hold it against me as much as I could, which helped, but I was glad I had Adrik to help me. It was so

painful I ended up in tears by the end of the shower. I was trying to hold everything in, so I didn’t push

any of the pain to him. While I really enjoyed sharing everything else with him, sharing my pain with him

didn’t seem fair.

As he was helping me get dressed before putting my arm back in the sling, he had a smirk on his face.

“What are you not telling me?” I asked, watching him.

“The more you try to hold everything in, the easier it is for me to feel it. I know you’re trying to avoid

pushing your pain on to me, but the more you fight letting it go, the easier it is for me to feel. I know

how excruciating that shower was for you just now,” he said. I was still only in a bra and panties. He

had my sling in his hand as he stood in front of me. He gently moved my still wet hair from my face and

leaned down to press his lips to

mine.

“D*mmit,” I said. “That did not go how I planned.”

He laughed as he started to wrap the sling around my waist. “I did warn you before, you know,” he said,

dramatically, mimicking Misha. “It’s not fair that you only share the good parts with me. Now I can hold

you to that.” He looked extra proud of himself at being able to get around my weak defense system.

For just a moment, my pain subsided and the warmth that I normally feel when thinking about him

spread through my body. He felt it too, looking at me somewhat surprised as he strapped my arm back

into the sling. “I didn’t realize how much I would miss that feeling,” he said, as he stepped closer to me.

He put both hands gently on either side of my face and leaned down to kiss me. Where he had been

extra gentle in the hospital, like he was afraid to hurt me, he let himself go slightly. The kiss started

gentle, but he sucked my bottom lip in between his, his teeth grazing my lip. The pain in my body

retreated once again and I could feel nothing but him. The warm sensation traveling over my entire

body was met with the pull in my chest toward him as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my

mouth gently. I held onto his arm that was still holding my face like he was worried I would break,

moaning softly. It felt amazing to have a pain-free moment.

When he stopped the kiss, I kept my eyes closed. The pain was still gone. I was worried that if I

opened my eyes, it would come crashing back. I heard him laugh quietly. “Are you okay, solnishko?”

I finally opened my eyes slowly. “You took all the pain away just now. How did you do that?” I asked

quietly.

“It worked?” he asked, surprised.

“Yeah, it’s coming back slowly, but not as fast as I thought it would. What did

you do?”

“I remembered when you were hurt after the ball, you told me that when we had s*x it made your pain

go away. I don’t think you’re in any shape for that much right now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t think

about it,” he said, his devilish grin on his face.

“Devious. I like it. I’ll allow it,” I said, smiling widely at him. He had moved to pick up my leggings and

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when he saw my smile.

“I should do that more. Your light just got brighter again,” he said.

“Yes, please.”

Adrik

As soon as I took Sephie’s arm out of the sling, I felt the shooting pain in my left shoulder that she felt

when her arm was no longer supported. It shot all the way down to my hip again, just like it did in the

hospital. I could tell she was trying to hide it, as she didn’t make a sound, but I could feel it just as

strongly as I’d ever felt anything from her. She held onto her left arm with her right the entire shower,

trying to give her shoulder some relief. I tried to be quick in the shower, but her long hair made that

difficult.

After the shower, I helped her with her bra and panties, her pain level still at an inhuman level. She

hadn’t realized yet that I could feel it. The more she tried to hide it from me, the more I could feel it. It

was almost a game to me now. She saw me smirking at her, asking what I wasn’t telling her.

“The more you try to hold everything in, the easier it is for me to feel it. I know you’re trying to avoid

pushing your pain on to me, but the more you fight letting it go, the easier it is for me to feel. I know

how excruciating that shower was for you just now,” I said. Her eyes went wide as she realized that her

feeble attempt to block me had failed. That was a new one for me. She’d been able to hide her pain

both times she’d been seriously hurt before. I was still a little angry with her over it. No matter how

many times I told her that I wanted her to come to me, her default was still to try and hide it and take

care of herself, rather than feeling like she was burdening me with anything more. Now she couldn’t

hide and I, for one, was very happy about it.

“D*mmit,” she said. “That did not go how I planned.”

I just laughed at her as I started to wrap the sling around her waist. “I did warn you before, you know,” I

said, trying to mimic Misha’s penchant for the dramatic. “It’s not fair that you only share the good parts

with me. Now I can hold you to that.” I looked at her, quite proud of this latest development. I wanted to

be able to take care of her and to know what she needed the same way she did for me.

She stood in front of me, still in her bra and panties, still slightly surprised, but half-grinning at what I

was sure was a goofy grin on my face. I suddenly got hit with the warmth that she felt when she

thought about how much she loved me. I didn’t realize how much I’d been missing that feeling. It was

so different to the pull that I felt in my chest when I thought about her, but it was so her. She radiated

love, especially for me. The warmth that she felt was a physical manifestation of that. When she would

push that feeling to me, it wasn’t the feeling of being loved. It wasn’t a knowing that she loved me. It

was love. She is love.

“I didn’t realize how much I would miss that feeling,” I said as I took a step toward her. I wanted to pull

her to me, but I knew she was still in so much pain that wasn’t a good idea. I could still feel her pain,

but it was in the background now. The warmth was the dominant feeling. I wanted to make it last for

her. I remembered when we were in Italy that she had told me that anytime we had s*x, the pain would

subside completely. It didn’t take any effort on my part to think about what I wanted to do to her when

she was healed. I took her face in my hands and pressed my lips to hers, thinking about feeling her,

about what she made me feel. It was difficult to hold myself back, but I kissed her with more passion

than I had at the hospital. I sucked on her bottom lip, which I knew she loved. I felt her reach up with

her good arm and hold onto my forearm. She felt

like the pain was lessening and her desire was getting stronger, but I wasn’t completely sure it worked.

The

pain was still there, but it was not as loud. She leaned into me, moaning softly. Before I lost complete Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

control, I stepped back from her. I didn’t want to hurt her. She still had her eyes closed when I looked

down at her. She kept them closed for a moment. Longer than I thought she would. “Are you okay,

solnishko?” I asked, a little worried that something was wrong.

She slowly opened her eyes, almost like she was afraid to. “You took all the pain away just now. How

did you do that?”