Though, I doubted that.What would an army of men do with feminine products?Kalen rushed out and shut the door while I peered over at Darius, who stood with his briefs drenched in my blood.
Darius tested the water temperature with his hand before walking over to me; he stopped in front of me before gripping my arms and pulling me to my feet. My face heated, my skin was prickling with heat, and my stomach cramped. I hunched forward slightly, the pain unbearable, when Darius started undoing my pants’ button and zip. I grabbed his hand.
“Don’t. This is embarrassing enough,” I muttered, but he shook my hand off, ignoring me, and I was forced to grab his shoulder when he shoved my pants down that were sticking to my skin. I hissed, feeling like I was suddenly waxed.
“Sorry,” Darius murmured before gripping my panties and tugging them down. I stepped out of them, looking anywhere but at him, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me whole.
I removed my top coated in blood from crying when I felt Darius undo the zip in the middle of my sports bra, making me quickly clutch the front closed.
“Seriously? I have already seen them, just like the rest of you,” he said.
I sighed before turning and tugging my arms out of it. Darius moved toward the shower and motioned for me to get in. I stepped into the shower; the warm water helped, and the floor turned red as my humiliation washed down the drain along with any dignity I had left. Darius stepped in behind me and moved the shower head higher so it sprayed toward the wall near the seating piece before sitting down on the shower recess.
He gripped my wrist, tugging me onto his lap. I tried to get off him, but he wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me in place before reaching for the soap. My stomach cramping made me squirm when I felt his hand heat against my stomach. The extra heat helped, and I leaned against him.
“You should have reminded us of the shredding. Why didn’t you say anything? I would have made sure we had feminine products.”
“I was going to stop it. That’s why I wanted the devil’s bane.”
“That’s how you managed while running?”
I nodded, and my body tensed as pain rippled through me, and he pushed harder on my stomach, his hand heating more.
“I will take you to town once we find something to hold you over,” Darius murmured behind me. Blood trailed down his legs from me sitting on his lap, my eyes moving to the steady stream, and I tried to wash it off when he grabbed my hand, tugging it back onto my lap.
“It’s fine, Aleera. It’s not the first time I have been covered in blood.”
I shuddered at the memory of the exploded demons and gory, bloody limbs from the mess hall when he tore apart Zac and his friends for their wandering hands. The door opened, and Lycus and Kalen came in, holding fistfuls full of cotton buds and medical supplies.
“Really, Kalen, a Band-Aid?” Darius asked, and Lycus nudged him.
“I found a wound dressing?” Lycus said, holding it up, and Darius growled at him while shaking his head.
“Find a wash cloth or something. What the heck is she going to do with a Band-Aid?” Darius said while I was too busy staring at the wall. It was sweet that they were trying to help, but they were just making an already awkward situation more embarrassing.
“Out, you are both bloody useless. Where is Tobias?”
“In the room, trying not to come in here and gobble her up,” Kalen snickered.
“Out, both of you and get my car ready,” Darius told Lycus, who nodded.
“You’re driving into town?”
“Yes. Now, go,” Darius hissed at them, and they both left.
“Do you want to come with me? I am not really sure about buying tampons. Wait, do you use tampons?” He shook his head, obviously finding this topic of conversation just as awkward.
“No. I have never shredded before,” I told him, my face flushing.
“Well, we can both be clueless together then.”
Chapter 64
Eventually, the pain ripplingthrough me eased enough that I could stand without wanting to double over. Darius quickly washed while I grabbed my towel. Despite being mortified at the situation I found myself in, Darius didn’t seem as horrified as I would have expected.
He wrapped a towel around his waist before removing his briefs and tossing them in the hamper. Kalen had set out some clothes for me on the counter, and I moved toward them while Darius looked below the counter, rummaging around before pulling out a face washer. He tore it in half before folding it.
“Not ideal, but it will do until I can get you to town or maybe rolled-up toilet paper?” he said, holding up the torn face washer. I nodded, my cheeks flaming. Hey, at least he was resourceful.