broken (k.p.)

Breaking Away

Kai had taken me to the shower after we managed to get up off the floor, washing me because I could barely move.

He literally took his promise to the fullest extent.

He dressed me before he tucked me in and cuddled up next to me in bed which had my heart beating out of my chest.

He's my husband.

It's unbelievable.

It's morning now, and we're still in bed, but I'm the only one awake. Kai is still laying on his side, his cheeks red.

He's so cute when he's sleeping.

I reach out to lightly touch his cheek. He shifts as I do. I take my hand away, and scoot near the edge of the bed.

I'm hungry.

His hand brushes against my back, and I turn my head slightly to the side.

"What are you doing, baby?" He asks groggily.

"I'm just going to make some breakfast, go back to sleep." I reply, knowing that he's tired.

He used a little too much energy last night.

He immediately sits up, though, getting out of bed and walking towards my side.

"I'll make it for you." He whispers. He leans down, picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist.

"I am perfectly capable of making myself food." I state as he carries me out of the bedroom. Kai looks at me and smiles.

"We don't want the house burning down, baby." He replies. I let out a humph.

"You're just jealous that I don't need you to cook every single meal for me." I respond. His eyebrows raise, and he stops near the couch.

"That is total bullshit, and you know it." He states. I laugh in response.

"Malachai Parker, I love you, but I'm pretty sure I can put bread in a toaster." I say.

"What did you just say?" He asks in a whisper with a smile creeping in his face.

Wow.

He really does not like his full name.

Or maybe he's surprised I know how to make toast.

"Would you like me to spell it out for you this time?" I ask with a sarcastic look on my face. Kai's face stays calm for a few seconds before he tackles me to the couch, pinning my arms next to my head.

Is this always his signature move?

"Say sorry." He pouts.

"No." I reply with a smile.

Kai lowers one of his hands from my wrists, traveling it down my body. I shudder as soon as he makes it to my waist.

"Just say sorry, angel." He whispers. I shake my head.

Kai lets out a sigh before he lowers his hand to my underwear, rubbing his thumb over the fabric. I let out a moan.

I'm still most definitely sore from last night.

"I know you're sore, princess," He whispers again. "Just apologize, and I won't tease you."

My breathing is starting to get heavy as he lifts his hand to the band of my underwear, pulling it down slightly.

"Fine. Fine. I'm sorry I called you by your full name because you hate it for some reason." I apologize. He chuckles.

"Oh, I don't hate it," He admits, and I'm immediately confused. "When it's coming out of your lips, it makes me very hard."