Chapter 38

Killian’s POV

I yanked my shirt off, tossed it aside. My belt hit the floor a second later. Pants came off just as fast. My cock was already leaking, hard as steel. I didn’t care. I didn’t think.

All I saw was her.

All I wanted was to take the pain away.

She looked up at me with dazed eyes, her lips parting.

“K-Killian… it hurts… please…”

I stepped into the tub fully naked, water sloshing around us.

“I got you,” I whispered, cupping her face. “I’m here now. You’re not going through this alone.”

I leaned in, kissed her forehead, then her cheeks, then her lips. She whimpered into my mouth, and the sound fucking destroyed me. My hand slid down her body, gently touching her side, her stomach, her thighs.

She was burning.

“You’re gonna be okay,” I whispered again, voice rough with emotion. “I promise, baby. I promise.”

Her body trembled beneath me, and the sound of her soft whimpers was enough to turn my blood to fi