Page 38 of To Tame An Angel

She poured the oil into the steaming water, and I stood, coming up behind her and holding her close. I was stark naked and desperate to feel her flesh against mine. She hadn’t allowed me to do that yet. Slowly, she turned and met my eyes. Silently, she shed her robe, making it pool at my feet.

Standing before me as she was, I couldn’t stop staring at her. Suddenly I understand all the men before me who’ve loved the woman who chained them despite love not being allowed. She was a goddess amongst mortals, and I was overwhelmed with the realization that at this moment; she wanted me and only me.

All she’s doing is for me. I’m hurt, she ensures I’m healed. I’m hungry, she ensures I’m fed. I’m vulnerable, she ensures I’m held. Every candle she lit was for me because that’s the way she showed she cared. On instinct, I cupped her face, and the roundness of her cheek molded my palm. I was a little embarrassed at the abrasiveness of my hand against the softness of her skin. She didn’t seem to mind; she turned her face and pressed a kiss into my palm. It sent a shiver up my body and my cock, despite all the attention it’s received, twitched.

She smiled and stepped back, sinking into the water. I watched her, a little fascinated. The water covered her up to her breasts; they floated up, making half-moon circles in the scented bath.

Nalla laughed a little, splashing and startling me.

“Get in,” it was a command, and it goes straight to my cock.

I couldn’t recall ever doing this. Bathing in warm water. Usually, we dipped in the small lake or the river when the rain came and crystalized the waters. It had never been warm, and it had never been clean.

When I remained unmoved, she grasped my hand and pulled me in. Tentatively, I raised my foot and set it in the water. It felt divine. She tugged again, and I was inside, standing up to my knees, delighting in the warmth. Slowly, I sat between her legs. I wished to sleep in this water. I grasped the edge of the tub just to anchor myself in something, but she slinked her legs around me and pulled me back into her. The feel of her cunt was against my buttocks, and I paused, looking at her over my shoulder.

She had a mischievous look mixed with pride. “Does that feel better?”

Her hands trailed to the lingering welts on my thighs.

Better? It felt like heaven and my cock rose to the clouds. I caressed her legs and pulled her to me, grasping her thighs and feeling her breasts against my back. She touched my chest and left small tracks of her nails as she lightly scratched down my front. I paused when she kissed my neck, for I was flooded with a desire to hold her.

Truly hold her.

She’d held me so many times, but my arms were still empty. At the same time, I reminded myself that told hold her was to care for her. And one day, if I stayed with her, she would also hold another.

“What? What is it?” She was adept at studying my face.

“Have you done this before? When you’ve practiced?”

The slip of bitterness in my tone wasn’t lost on me or on her.

She paused her caresses and extracted herself from me. Her loss is sharp and I protested before I could stop myself. But my words died at my throat when she moved around, splashing water over her fine floors. Then she sank once more, right between my legs. The water sloshed around us, but she slid herself into me. The ends of her hair are wet, and the vapor made her skin glow. Instantly, I pulled her in. She was pressed against me, and this is the most intimate we’ve ever been. She took my face in her hands and slowly went to kiss my cheek. But I wanted more than chaste kisses.

I turned and captured her mouth.

Nalla gasped quietly, but buried her hands in my hair and moaned. The feeling of her in my arms enraptured my senses. All I could think was she was mine, and I was hers. It was the most insane line of turbulent thoughts. But as I felt all of her as I caressed her back, I admit I wished to do this since the moment I watched her peruse the other men in the pit.

She pressed her forehead to mine as we were in a temporary cocoon. Outside of it, the world was dark and shaded, and didn’t allot room for displays such as this. She met my eyes and leaned in, rotating her hips until her cunt brushed against my cock. I gasped and pulled her closer. She shook her head again with that mischievous look.

“Why?” I asked, aghast.

She smiled wider. “Soon.”

I became increasingly irritated by her carefully crafted schedule and found myself on the verge of whining.

“I wish to pleasure you in the same manner you’ve pleasured me.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs tightening around my waist, the water splashing our faces.

“You have pleasured me, just not how you think.” She bit my lower lip.

I groaned and held her tighter. Her lips trailed down to my neck, kissing and licking me until goose pimples erupted over my skin despite the warmth of the water.

“You wish to be in me?” she asked huskily.

I nodded as she trailed her tongue into my ear, my fingers digging into her back, pulling her closer. Willing to agree to anything at this moment, just to be in her.

“Alright.”

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