Davien's P. O. V
It was the most tensed three minutes of my life, considering Kian had already gone through hell for three whole hours, I couldn't bring myself to make him suffer for more than three minutes.
Just as promised, Kian laid on the bed with some of the sheet in-between his jaw, muffling his groans. His earlier bucking of hips had caused some of the dressing to come undone which slowed me down a bit. But the image of being able to actually fuck Kian, made me work faster at closing up the wound.
Next, after I had somehow managed to dress the wounds, I wrapped the bandage around his torso, making sure every article of bruised skin was sealed tightly. Once I was finished, I took a glance at my work, admiring it for a split second.
