Married to Krampus - Marina Simcoe Page 0,67
wrapped his fingers around it and ripped them all out in one hard yank.
The fascod’s convulsing body slumped, spreading into a shapeless heap of torn flesh on the ground. He collapsed on top of it, catching his breath, his hands shaking from strain and stress.
“Grevar...” Daisy crawled over to him, climbing up the grisly mess that used to be the fescod. “Please, please tell me you’re okay.”
She touched his face. Fear and worry floated in her lilcae-colored eyes.
Did she even realize she’d just called him by his first name? For the first time ever?
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders drawing her into his side.
His boys were safe, and his wife was in his arms.
“I’m fine, sweetheart.” He smiled at her. “Better than ever.”
Chapter 18
GREVAR’S INJURIES WERE treated right there at the Zoo. My own toll after the ordeal with the fescod, miraculously, turned out to be just shock and a few bruises. Thankfully, both children were completely unharmed. After the two of us gave our statements to the Security Forces, we were free to go home.
From the aircraft, Grevar called the Governor Drustan, telling him in no uncertain terms exactly what he thought about displaying their war enemies in public places.
I fed the children dinner from the food container given to us by the Zoo officials. Extremely excited after having watched their dad “punch the bad guy,” the boys had taken a while to settle down in the aircraft. Utterly exhausted, however, they had only made it to the main room after we came home, passing out on the couch on top of each other.
His arm draped over my shoulders, I helped Grevar upstairs to his bedroom, then led him into his bathroom.
Letting go of me, he sat on the edge of the tub while I ordered Omni to fill it.
“I must look like the true Krampus to you,” he chuckled. “Hideous and covered in gore.”
“No.” I shook my head, helping him take off his blood-soaked army coat. “When I look at you, I don’t see the Krampus, Grevar. I see a man who selflessly defended his family. Who saved me. And I admire that man, deeply.”
Peeling his blood-stained shirt off, I hovered my fingers over the wounds on his shoulders. They all had been treated. The cuts and gashes in his skin had been covered by a protective healing film. The fur around the wounds, however, remained crusted with dried blood.
“Daisy,” he exhaled, suddenly circling my waist with his arms and pressing his face to my stomach.
Standing silently, I raked my fingers through the trimmed fur on the back of his head, trying to imagine what he must be going through. He’d spent years fighting the enemy who’d invaded his home world, only to have to fight it once again in the heart of his city, during the peaceful times.
His hand unexpectedly slid from my waist down to my backside, cupping my ass cheek. With a low groan, he pressed me closer.
“Grevar,” I said quietly, soothingly stroking the fur over his shoulder blades. “The bath is full, now. You need to rest tonight.”
It was hard not to follow his lead, now that he finally held me with passion. He’d been in my thoughts constantly. Even without the fancy technology of the Dream Spa, I saw him in my dreams every single night. I wanted him, badly.
No way was I taking advantage of him in this state, though. I wished for this to be more than a quick fuck after a stressful day. If we had sex, I wanted his mind and his heart to be into it too, not just his body.
I cared too much about this man to become the mistake he might regret in the morning.
“I’ll have to take the kids to bed,” I said, gently leaning away. Tearing my hands from him, I stepped toward the exit.
He didn’t hold me back and didn’t stop me. Before leaving, I glanced over my shoulder at him.
Bloodied and bruised, and gloriously undefeated, he sat on the edge of the tub, following my every move with those wonderful red eyes.
“Thank you, Grevar,” I said softly but clearly. “Thank you for saving my life and for everything you’ve done for me.” I was not going to let this slip by, though. “Sleep well. We’ll talk about everything in the morning.”
Grevar had become so close to me, I felt I could talk to him about anything. Whatever it was that had been keeping him away from me, we could talk about