Loving the Devil Dog

Chapter Eight: Aloe

SABRINA

I shut my eyes tightly when I hear the rattle of the doorknob as Maddox comes back into the room.

I don't even want to look at him; I don't care about facing my death bravely, and I'd rather not even see it coming.

Maddox clears his throat. "Sabrina." His voice is tired and tinged with disappointment. "Sabrina, I'm not going to hurt you."

"Bullshit," I whisper, bringing my knees to my chest and curling in on myself.

"Sabrina." I squeeze my eyes shut tighter, trying to avoid his gaze when he grabs me by the jaw, pulling me to face him. "What I say, I mean."

I hesitantly open my eyes, and I'm stricken by the intense sincerity in his. I don't know how he does it. I feel like he could lie directly to my face, but if he keeps looking at me like that, I'll believe him.

That's dangerous, and it makes him dangerous.

Of course, I'm already here, and there's no getting out of it, so I may as well pay attention and see where this goes.

It's not like I have another option anyway.

"I brought some aloe jelly for your burn." He holds up a glass jar of clear jelly and gestures for me to lean forward a little. "Take off your bra, I'll put it on for you."

I shoot him an incredulous look, and he rolls his eyes at me.

"Don't look at me like it's anything I haven't seen before." He bumps my knee with his. "If you can lay in my bed with my cock stretching your cunt, I'm pretty sure you can take your bra off so I can treat your sunburn."

My heart races and I look away in embarrassment, letting out a quiet groan of annoyance. "Fine, you have a point."

I unhook the front closure of the black bralette, and I wince as I slide it off my shoulders to set it beside me on the bed. His breath hitches a little and his eyes flit down to my breasts, but they don't linger, and I'm surprised by how not awkward it feels to be topless around him.

He climbs into the bed behind me and stretches out his long legs on either side of me to hold me close while he prepares to apply the aloe.

I really thought he was coming back to kill me or stepping out so that someone else could, but if he's sincerely taking the time and using the resources to tend to my burns, then he is probably telling the truth at least.

That doesn't calm me as much as I'd like, since he made it very clear that the others may try to kill me if they find out that I know their secret, but at least it's something.

At least there's a chance that I'm going to make it out of this alive.

I can't help wondering if Lucas had ended up meeting the Devil Dogs the same way I did...only he didn't end up catching the eye of the alpha devil.

"Why are you doing all this for me?" I ask him, not bothering to try to look back at where he sits behind me. "Don't take this the wrong way, I appreciate it, but you seem like too big of an asshole to be doing this."

He lets out a humored scoff, and I gasp as the cold jelly touches my skin for the first time. "I guess you're not wrong there, but just because I'm an asshole doesn't mean my mom didn't do her damnedest to raise me right."

I brace myself, expecting to be manhandled, but instead being pleasantly surprised by the unexpected gentleness with which he rubs the aloe into my sore and damaged skin.

It still hurts, but this is something he's obviously practiced in, and I quickly find myself relaxing into his touch.

"Oh wow," I sigh, closing my eyes and taking in a deep inhale as he works his magic.