“God, you’re so beautiful,” Gabriele whispered then leaned over and kissed her cheek.
“Here’s another message from the Anderses. They’re making breakfast and coffee and want to know if they should deliver it or if we want to go over there.”
“I need to shower first. It’s the right thing to do. They helped to save me too,” Lucia said.
“I’ll get things ready in the shower, but after Doc’s, you’re going to soak in our tub at our house. This bathroom in here is small and cramped, plus no bathtub,” Gabriele said.
“I know, but it’s what I could afford when I first came to Pearl. It’s more than enough for me,” she whispered as she tried sitting up.
Salvatore slid off the bed and tried helping her to the side. She didn’t want to moan and groan, but the truth was, she was badly bruised. The couple of times she was shoved in the woods by the hikers and fell against the thick tree stump and then onto her backside to the hard, cold ground obviously did some damage.
Salvatore reached for her and cupped her breasts. “I love your breasts, baby.” He knelt down by the side of the bed and licked her nipple. She moaned as she gripped the sheet while trying to push herself up off the mattress.
Her pussy wept, and her nipple hardened. She moaned aloud.
“That’s it, baby. Focus on our touch, and how much we care for you,” Lucifer added as he climbed up onto the bed and lifted her up by her hips. She ran her hands up Salvatore’s chest as Lucifer lifted her, helping her get off the bed. They were arousing her, taking her mind off of the pain so she could get up.
“That’s my soldier. You’re a tough one, Lucia. Lean on me, honey,” Salvatore whispered, stealing a kiss from her lips then helping her to a standing position.
She moaned and groaned. “I feel like I got run over by a truck,” she said.
“We’ll help you. I’m not going to carry you because I think you’re stiff from laying down all night and not moving around. It’s kind of like after you have a car accident or something. Sometimes muscles and body parts don’t ache until a day or so later,” Salvatore informed her.
She wished that he would carry her so she could just feel his arms around her, protecting her, but he was right. She needed to move around and loosen up these muscles. But right now, as she painstakingly made her way to the bathroom, naked no less, she felt slightly better.
“I’ll be okay. I got this,” she whispered.
“Hell you don’t. I’m going to help you while Lucifer and Gabriele return those text messages and let the Anderses know that we’ll be over to have breakfast with them shortly,” Salvatore said firmly, and she knew there would be no arguing.
“Is this what a relationship with a Marine is going to be like?” she teased. He ran his palm over her ass and squeezed it.
“You have no idea, sweetheart. And that’s a relationship with four Marines. My brothers have just gotten a little soft over the years,” Salvatore stated.
“Bullshit, soft,” Gabriele called out from the bedroom. Lucia chuckled and she locked gazes with Salvatore, who only slightly smirked. She never saw him smile. He was a mystery in a lot of ways.
She stood by the vanity and looked into the mirror. Her face was flushed and her breasts full. There were some love bites along her neck, and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
The sound of the shower starting had her already thinking about the feel of the water against her skin. She turned slightly, seeing the large bandage on her shoulder.
Then Salvatore appeared. She felt his hands on her hips and then his lips to her other shoulder. “When you get out of the shower, I’ll re-bandage this. Doc will probably want to look for himself anyway.” She nodded her head, and then he helped her get into the shower. She felt the hot water cascade over her skin, and she moaned aloud. A moment later, Salvatore joined her in the small, tight space, pressing his body lightly against her back as he reached for the soap.
“I’ll take care of you. Always,” he whispered as he began to soap up her body and take the aches and pain away.
It seemed her mysterious Marine and his hard, capable hands had the ability to softly ease the aches away with his care and compassionate ways.
“Thank you, Salvatore. I wouldn’t want to face all this alone.”
He kissed her shoulder then ran his hands along her hip, to her belly, then to her pussy. His fingers grazed her oversensitive cunt.
“You’re not alone anymore. We’re all here for you now, Lucia. You’re ours.” He eased his finger up into her cunt as she placed her palms against the wall in front of her. The thick, hard digit felt incredibly good, but she wanted his cock. Despite the bruises and aches, it seemed her cunt ached more.
“Salvatore, please.”
“You’re in too much pain. I don’t want to hurt you, Lucia.”
She shook her head. “You won’t. I want you inside of me. It’s where I feel so safe and connected to you.”
She felt his thigh part her thighs. Then she felt his large hands caress from her upper arms to her hands, placing them higher up against the tiled wall in the shower.