The Wrong Brother's Temptation novel Chapter 186

14:37 Fri, Sep 4 MM.

The Wrong Brother’s Temptation

Chapter 186

Sinna

Heat exploded across my face so fast I was surprised I didn’t set the fire alarm off.

“Why else are you stalling then?”

“I wanted to bathe properly,” I huffed.

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He pointed toward the bathroom door with the kind of lazy arrogance only a man who’d nearly died the night before and still looked like he’d stepped out of a magazine could pull off. “There’s everything you need inside. Maria can help if you need more stuff like the pampered princess you are.”

“I don’t need anything from Maria,” I replied hotly, and noticed Maria suppress a chuckle behind her hand.

“Oh you want me to help?” he cocked an eyebrow and before I could reply, he added with a grumble.

“I can’t join you sadly. You know I can’t bathe until the doctor takes the bandages off.”

“I wasn’t even…” I began, but closed my mouth when I saw Maria cough lightly as she stepped out of the bathroom, eyes carefully averted.

I snatched the garment bag from Maria’s hands and fled into the bathroom like the floor was made of lava, slamming the door hard enough that the little mirror above the sink rattled.

Outside I heard Maria’s soft, respectful voice. “I’ll be waiting outside, Alpha. Would you need any assistance with getting ready?”

Connor’s voice was gentle. “No thanks”

The door to the hospital room closed a moment later with a quiet, final click.

I leaned against the bathroom door, garment bag clutched to my chest, heart slamming against my ribs hard enough I could feel it in my throat.

My reflection in the mirror was still flushed, and still looking like a woman who’d been thoroughly claimed against a wall and was now expected to walk back to a polite breakfast like none of it had happened.

The fluorescent light did me no favors either as every faint bruise along my neck stood out like a confession written in purple and red.

I closed my eyes, exhaled slowly, and tried very hard not to think about the fact that the marks were already starting to ache in a way that felt less like injury and more like a promise.

Then I stripped out of my clothes and made myself look.

an understatement.

ollarbone, the soft curve of one breast, my hip, the inside of one thigh. I turned to check

proof of Connor’s dominance.

across my hip and on the curve of my backside from where he’d held me in place like ough he’d gotten before either of us had noticed the world outside that room existed.

ower, twisting the water on as hot as I could stand, determined to scrub off every last

en the right word for something that had felt so damn necessary at the time.

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I mindlessly reached for the bottles on the shelf but when a familiar scent greeted me did I check the bottle in my hand.

was the exact bodywash I used whenever I stayed in Connor’s room.

I would have called it a coincidence but then I spotted the same shampoo bottle on the shelf right beside the empty spot where the bodywash had been.

And as if that was not enough, the familiar jar of salve Connor had used on me to soothe my sore body sat beside it.

I simply gawked at the bottles for a while, trying to process it all.

He hadn’t just gotten me clothes after having his way with me despite being covered in bandages but also fold Maria to get the exact stuff I used to bathe, while also remembering to get the salve for me.

It made me wonder, not for the first time that morning, whether I’d spent the night tending to him, or whether he’d somehow been tending to me the entire time without me noticing.

I just hoped Maria wasn’t aware of the exact use of the salve because Goddess help me. I wouldn’t be able to meet her gaze again if she knew the reason.

The water stung deliciously against the marks. I lathered myself slowly, trying and failing not to think about the two versions of him that kept colliding in my head. The cheeky, rough one who’d ordered me to stay quiet while he fucked me raw. And the other one, who’d bled protecting the pack and still managed to keep my secret when his own brother had walked in on one of the most compromising moments of my entire life.

I stood under the spray longer than necessary, steam curling around me, hands moving on autopilot over shoulders, arms, the tender places his teeth had nipped and grazed minutes ago.

Every pass of my palms made the marks flare hot for a second before the water soothed them again.

I was hyperaware of every sound past that thin door.

The creak of the hospital bed when Connor shifted weight, the rustling of fabric followed by the unmistakable, deliberate slide of a zipper on the garment bag, pulled down in one long motion.

Connor was changing…he was shedding his clothes…

No, dont go there!

I gripped the bottle of bodywash hard enough that the bottle almost slipped from my wet, soapy hands.

I had turned the shower off to lather myself but now I could hear every faint noise in the adjacent room.

A second later, there was a soft thump of the hospital clothes hitting the floor.

My mind, the absolute traitor that it was, supplied the image without asking my permission.

It gave me a very detailed picture of the hard planes of his chest still marked with white bandages, the long lines of his legs, and the way his back would flex while pulling something over his head.

My thighs clenched without my consent.

Fuck. I needed my medicines so that he wouldn’t smell my wolf’s very needy arousal. He had just filled me in, why was my wolf craving for him already?

Wolves really had a very high libido it seemed.

1 med drowning myself in more bodywash and lather to mask my scent but u seemed to prove futile.

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As if to add more to my misery, his voice drifted through the door.

No need to hold your breath, Speckles. You can come here and enjoy the view if you want.”

He sounded entirely too pleased with himself.

I went scarlet from my scalp to my toes.

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