Sierra's POVThe first thing I feel is his hands.Warm. Careful. Shaking just a little.For a moment I think I’m dreaming, because nothing about the last few hours has been gentle. Nothing has been warm. Pain has been my entire world for so long that the softness almost confuses my body.Then his scent reaches me. It surrounds my every senses and I relax into it.Nikolai.My eyes struggle to open, lids heavy and swollen from when Joey punched me several times, but when they finally do open, he’s right there. Close enough that our foreheads are nearly touching, his breath brushing over my face. His skin is streaked with blood—too much of it—but his eyes…His eyes are on me like I’m the only thing in the world.“I’m here, baby girl,” he whispers again.My throat burns when I try to speak. Only a rasp comes out.“Nik…”The relief that flashes across his face nearly undoes me.His hands move faster then, working at the restraints around my wrists, not even a hiss comes from his mouth with
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