“Put your hands on the edge of the tub,” I say quietly. “Both of them. Where I can see them.”
She pauses, but only for a heartbeat, before her fingers find the curved lip. Pale knuckles against the white enamel.
“Now lean back,” I murmur. “Let the water hold you.”
Her body sinks lower, head tipping back against the ledge. The column of her throat is left vulnerable.Kaemorin.My fangs ache to mark her skin.
“Spread your legs.”
Her breath catches, but I hold her gaze.
“Do it, Lumi. Let me see.”
Slowly, her thighs part beneath the water.
The scent of her arousal seeps into my pores. My claws dig into the tub, scouring the paint.
“Good,” I rasp. “That’s—fuck, that’s perfect.”
The word tastes foreign on my tongue, but her pupils dilate, so I keep going.
“Touch yourself,” I hum, voice dropping lower. “Slowly. The way you did for him.”
Her hand drifts down hesitantly.
“Don’t be shy now, thal’kisha,” I lean even closer, watching every movement. “You weren’t shy when you thought it was me earlier. Were you?”
Her fingers slip between her thighs.
“That’s it,” I praise. “Show me what you did. Show me how you touched that pretty pussy while you thought I was watching.”
A whimper breaks from her throat.
There it is.
Her body responds. Hips jerking forward like the word physically touched her. The water laps against her breasts, and the scent of hervaelisthickens in the air.
“Does it feel good?” I ask softly. “Knowing I’m really here this time? That it’s my eyes on you, my voice in your ears?”
“Andrik.”
“Say it again.” It’s not a request. “I want to hear you moan my name while you fuck yourself with your fingers.”
Her hand moves faster.
“What an obedient little human,” I lean closer, until my breath ghosts across her wet skin. “You will not come until I give you permission. Do you understand?”
She nods.
“Use your words, Lumi.”
“Yes. I understand.”
“Good.”
Her hand speeds up, desperate for more.
“Slower.”
