Page 73 of Bound By Betrayal

Kai clenched his mouth tightly when I pressed the wet cloth against the broken skin. “You have that glue stuff?”

“And I’m the stubborn one?” My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket before he could hit me with a sarcastic comeback. It was the text I’d been waiting for, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Holly’s name.

HOLLY

Hey, babe. Got your text. Glad you’re safe.

ME

Lay low, Hols. I’ve got the girls running extra security at my place. Get there if you need to relax a bit.

HOLLY

Okay. Thanks. Amalia, I’m sorry about the laptop. I feel like I fucked this up.

ME

It’s okay. It was a shitstorm. We’re lucky we made it out. There’s going to be press regarding the shootout on the highway. Get our people ahead of the damage.

HOLLY

Got it, boss.

I rolled my eyes and grinned.

ME

Love you, pendeja. And I’m happy you’re safe. Text you later.

Text bubbles appeared and disappeared twice, and I waited to see if she would respond, but nothing came through after several minutes.

Placing the phone on the bathroom counter, I turned toward Kai, who was just about done gluing himself back together. A twinge of heartache pricked at my chest when I thought of how close he’d come to being seriously injured. The angst swirling inside me at the possibility of losing him, especially in that manner, was crushing.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, concern pulling his eyebrows together. I hadn’t realized I was wearing my emotions on my sleeve lately.

“I’m sorry. I was reckless today. We should have gone with more backup.” Kai wrapped me in his arms. “I would have never been able to forgive myself if something had happened to you…or Holly.”

“I’m good. Just another scar to add to the tally.”

I met his eyes, those beautiful ocean eyes, and smiled. “The only scars I want to see on your body are the ones I give you,” I said, digging my nails into his back.

Kai’s hands came up to the side of my neck. “I’m yours to mark,mi reina.”

We shed our clothes and stumbled into the shower, my legs wound around his waist, teeth clashing together as we each fought for dominance. Growling into my mouth, he pushed my body against the tile. The impact bordered on pain, but I needed more. More of him. I wanted to feel him claim me, stretch me open, and fill me until I was on the fringes of death, if that’s what it took.

“Fuck me, Kai…please.”

“My wife is so fucking needy, isn’t she?”

“Yes…say it again. Who am I?”

He popped my nipple out of his mouth. “Mine.”

Water droplets gathered in his full lashes and rolled down his face.

He was so fucking beautiful.

With my thumb, I pushed his bottom lip, and he kissed it. “Mine,” I whispered.