They’d expelled The Spider for causing Dex harm, and a part of me felt relieved that the competition was already getting slimmer. The less people I had to go up against, the better.
Guilt gnawed at my conscious as I thought of Theo. I realized that I hadn’t even been missing him. While thoughts of my family were frequent, Theo hadn’t really crossed my mind. I wonder what that said about me. Surely, it was just because of the stress of being down here. If I wasn’t training, I was either eating, drinking water, or stuck in a state of anxiety over what was to come. That had to be it.
After some time had passed of me stressing out in my room, I decided it was safe to chance a shower, entering the first one I crossed. The door was unlocked, and as I stepped inside, I breathed a sigh of relief. That is until I realized that it was in fact occupied already, with a very naked, very wet, Dex.
He seemed back to normal. The healers must have done a thorough job, because he moved as if nothing had happened. His body was a specimen to behold. The muscles this man possessed were hypnotic and sinful.
I couldn’t seem to look away, though I knew I should.
I shouldn’t be seeing this, but I couldn’t make my feet move.
My mouth hung open as I watched his powerful, large hands wrap around his impressive length. It was bigger than I thought possible, but I only had limited experience with Theo, who always pushed me away saying we should wait for marriage.
Now that I was here, I didn’t know if that day would ever come.
Oh gods, I could die a virgin. Now, that would be tragic. Damn Theo and his stupid principals.
Dex placed one of his hands against the tiled wall as the water from the shower cascaded down his muscular back. His forearm flexed with the effort of jerking his long cock over and over again, and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have it inside me. Filling me. Making me come.
Wetness gathered in between my legs. He still hadn’t noticed me, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be seen or not.
Animalistic groans echoed off the tiled walls as he thrusted into his own hand.
“Odessa.”
The word was quiet, but loud enough to flip my stomach at hearing my own name on his lips in such a way. It sounded like a prayer or a plea, with so much passion attached to every syllable.
It was erotic and wrong to be intruding like this during such a private moment— but he had said my name. And it did things to me. I should have been ashamed, or maybe angry that he was thinking of me like that. But I wasn’t. I was flattered and turned on by it.
He wanted me.
I was afraid to admit that maybe, just maybe, a part of me wanted him too.
“Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to join me?”
His head hadn’t turned around, but he knew I was there all the same. For how long, I couldn’t say, but hearing his question popped whatever trance I’d been under, and I found myself scrambling for the door. Desperate to get out of there.
Heart hammering and breaths coming in short panicked waves, I ran back to my room and shut the door behind me. Tryas I might, I couldn’t scrub the image of how he looked and how he had sounded from my mind.
Dex had somehow wormed his way into my brain, taking up space that shouldn’t belong to him.
My face felt like it was on fire from the embarrassment. How could I look him in the eye after this?
I yanked the mask off my face and paced my room. The shower would have to wait. There’s no way I was going back out there now.
The only option I had was to stay in here for the rest of the night and sneak out in the morning to clean up.
I’d laid down,needing a moment to rest and closed my eyes. My breathing steadied, and all the worries that have been plaguing me drifted away from me. After what seemed like minutes, the door to my room opened, though I could have sworn I’d locked it.
I knew who it was without having to look. His presence was palpable. He carried a distinct energy with him wherever he went. That dark and dangerous air was practically electric.
“What are you doing in here?” I asked Dex.
“You know what I’m doing here, Odessa,” he growled my name like he had earlier in the shower. With possession and passion.
Lust for him overwhelmed me.
I knew I shouldn’t want him, but those icy blue eyes locked onto me, taking in my body like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. My nerve endings lit up with sparks like I’d neverfelt before as he perused my curves. The desire evident on his face.
