Page 116 of Knight’s Dominion

“Are you getting in with me?”

“Try to stop me.”

She grinned and climbed in.

Chaos quickly bushed his teeth, and she laughed softly, though her chuckles died when he turned back toward her and she got an eyeful of his cock.

He was impossibly hard. Somehow, he resisted giving his dick a stroke and climbed in behind her. Though the sight of her all wet and slick, the feel of her, just made his condition worse.

But right then, he wanted to take care of Grace, like she had him.

“Back to me, angel. Tip your head back.”

She turned, arching back in a way that stole his breath, her tits, tight little nipples right there. Again, he resisted and ran his fingers through her hair, getting it nice and wet. When she straightened, he curled his fingers around her hips, pulling her closer, and lathered shampoo through the thick blond strands. Grace made little humming noises, sighing as he massaged her scalp.

Finally, he got her to tilt her head back again to rinse it out.

She sighed again as he ran a soapy cloth over her body, cleaning her like she had him.

“You don’t need to do that…”

“I want to,” he said, voice gruff. “Taking care of you makes me feel…”

“Content?” she said softly. “Satisfied in a way you never knew was possible? Whole?”

“Yes,” he said.

She turned in his arms, looking up at him. “I would’ve taken down anyone who tried to take you away from me these last five days,” she said earnestly. “And nothing, no one, could make me leave you.”

Chaos’s heart beat faster at her words, his eyes searching hers, fuck, getting lost in them. “Yeah?” It was all he had, all he could get out with everything he was feeling right then.

She slid her hands over his chest. “You’re mine, Chaos. All mine.”

He was suddenly struggling for breath. “You truly feel that way?”

Grace smiled, soft and a little self-conscious, but that stubborn chin of hers had lifted. His mate wasn’t afraid of anything. “What I feel for you, it’s not just this…this thing inside me, not anymore. When I thought I could lose you, when I saw you battered and bleeding and I couldn’t get to you, everything came crashing in. I couldn’t fool myself anymore. I didn’t want to.” She cupped his face, her thumb sliding over his whiskered jaw, and looked deep into his eyes. “You’re the best male I have ever known. How could I not fall completely, hopelessly in love with you?”

His breath hitched. How could it be true? How could he be this lucky? He cupped her face as well. “You love me?”

“We were made for each other, how could I not?”

Chaos shook, the full force of his love for the female looking up at him, his female, throbbed through his veins, pumped in his chest. There was no stopping the wide, goofy-as-fuck smile from spreading across his face.

When she smiled back, he leaned in, and finally, finally kissed her like he’d been desperate to since he woke and found her lying beside him.

Her soft lips were heaven, her taste filled his head and made him fucking dizzy.

She loved him.

Chaos kissed her for a long time, until her lips felt swollen and tingly, and between her thighs was aching and slick.

Finally, he lifted her out of the shower and ran a towel over her body, drying her off. He dropped to his knees, running it down her legs, but stilled suddenly and wrapped his massive arms around her waist, holding her to him.

Throat tight, she looked down at her big, strong male holding her like she might break, like she was the most precious thing he had in his world.

She ran her hand over his shaved head. “Chaos?”

He looked up at her. “I didn’t know how much I needed you, how much my life sucked without you in it. Christ, Grace, the thought of being apart from you. My world was black and white until I met you. Now I see in color, every fucking day.” He shook his head, voice deep and rough and earnest. “Angel, I want to stay right here, at your feet, worshiping you for eternity. And still that wouldn’t be enough time to make you understand how much I love you.”