Page 48 of Blushing Bride

Everybody mumbled their agreement.

There were several apartments that might have been meant to house the senior staff. I sent Naomi in to search them and ensure they were safe. She picked out one for her and quietly insisted that I take the one immediately next door. Her eyes sparkled, the rest of her unreadable. More than a little curious, I agreed without further argument.

The security team decided to take some of the bunks by the doorway in the much more open area. They liked keeping to themselves and that was fine with me.

With a reserved sigh, I walked into the one chosen for me and immediately smirked when I saw why.

There was a door that connected our apartments. Safe from the eyes of others, she flung herself into my arms and squeezed me tight.

“There’s even hot water. And a bathtub!” she exclaimed excitedly. I wrapped my arms around her, not wanting to let go.

“I should paddle your bottom bright, bright red for that stunt you pulled out on the bridge,” I scolded lightly.

“I saved his life. I knew I was secure before I grabbed him. I promise,” she quickly countered. She pouted adorably and turned her pretty green eyes back at me. I could see a hint of concern there that I might actually be serious, so I decided to quell that immediately.

“You did a good job. You scared me, but I’m proud of you all the same,” I replied. For a little while, I just held her in my arms before I lifted her off the floor and carried her into the bathroom. There was a separate shower as well, which I was delighted to find.

“You rinse off in the shower. I’ll prepare you a bath,” I suggested.

She blushed prettily when she began unbuttoning her shirt. I made no effort to keep myself from looking as she undressed. I knew that she wanted me to see. She got a bar of soap out of her bag and hopped into the shower. She scrubbed off the dirt and grime from the jungle and turned the shower off when she was done. I filled the bathtub and helped her into it.

“You relax in here for a little while. I’m going to wash and then I’m going to put you to bed.”

She nodded quickly, pressing her thighs together a bit anxiously as I pulled my shirt up and over my head. I stripped and turned the shower back on, glancing over my shoulder to catch her watching me too.

Naughty girl.

I didn’t know if I was going to be able to walk away from her after all this.

I knew I didn’t want to and from the glittering excitement in her eyes, I didn’t think she wanted that either.

I turned back and tilted my face under the spray. I grabbed the bar of soap and washed up, taking care to clean off as much dirt as I could. The hot water felt good on my sore muscles. I switched off the shower when I was done and walked out dripping wet. When I searched the cabinets, I was happy to find a few towels preserved in plastic wrap. Someone had bought new ones more than five hundred years ago and they’d never been used.

I ripped it open and dried off before I wrapped one around my waist. I knelt beside the bathtub and slowly rubbed Naomi’s shoulders. She groaned with appreciation. When the water grew cold, I helped her climb out and wrapped her in a towel of her own. She padded off into the bedroom, looking over her shoulder coyly to see if I would follow.

“It is time for bed, little girl,” I said sternly.

She cocked an eyebrow, likely trying to think of something sassy to say, but she ended up yawning instead. I stripped the top blanket off the bed, coughing a little at the dust. Quickly, I shook out the pillows and the rest of the blankets before lifting the covers for her to climb beneath.

She crawled underneath them like a good girl. She squirmed a little as she lay back, peering up at me. Very tentatively, her fingers wrapped around my wrist.

“Will you… maybe?”

I knew what she needed. This girl was everything I wanted and more.

I slipped my hand under the covers and between her thighs.

“One orgasm and then you’ll go to bed. Any argument and I’ll have to punish you, little girl,” I said firmly, and she nodded quickly.

When I slipped my fingers between her sensitive folds, I found her soaking wet for me already. I rolled a single fingertip over her clit, and she shuddered hard, crying out softly with fervent desire. She clapped a hand over her mouth, and I worked my hand between her thighs that much quicker.

If she wanted to come, it was going to be hard and fast for me.

It didn’t take her long.

Her entire body arched clean off the bed and I decided that once wasn’t enough. I made her come twice more after that and I only decided to stop when she begged for mercy. I decided to grant her that, thoroughly enjoying the aftershocks that continued to hold her captive.

I kissed her forehead and pulled the covers up, tucking her in as though she were mine.

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