“What’s the plan Malakai?” Sebastian asks.
So, I tell them, knowing they won’t question me. It won’t be easy, getting Hank to talk buttalkhe will.
While they call in for the meeting, I leave them, heading through the house to satisfy the craving deep within me.
I find Olivia soaking in the tub in the room across from ours, music on so loud she doesn’t hear me enter. She sings along while bubbles come up to her chin, eyes closed and head bobbing to the music. Thegirl cannot sing but I’d listen to that voice every minute of the day.
I creep into the bathroom, leaning on the wall across from her, waiting until she notices me.
The song changes to a new one, and she sits up, the water sluicing down her body. The fine hair at the nape of her neck sticks to her skin and sweat rolls down her brow, her mess of dark hair pulled into a bun that wobbles on top of her head.
“Olivia,” I growl out her name.
She lets out a scream, water splashing over the rim of the tub to soak the floor. Her wide eyes find mine immediately, the fear washing away to show her agitation.
“You could have knocked!” She snaps.
“Why would I knock?” I stroll toward the tub, “You belong to me, wherever and whenever.”
With a roll of her eyes, she leans back into the water, watching me approach.
“Have we not learned what rolling our eyes will get us?” I crouch at the edge, dipping my hand into the scalding water. How she can sit in a tub with water hotter than the depths of hell is beyond me, no wonder she is sweating.
“Will you spank me?” She flutters her lashes, innocence, and filth colliding.
“So fucking hard, you won’t be able to sit.”
“Don’t tempt me with a good time,” She grins, lowering herself until her mouth is submerged in the water.
My own smile pulls at my mouth, despite what is about to go down.
“You tease me, wife,” I dip my hand further into the water, finding her body.
Her eyes heat but she grins mischievously, “You’re so easy, Kai.”
I stop moving, “What?”
“I have you wrapped round my little finger.” To show her point, she wiggles her pinky, “Who knew the big bad man could be so easily tamed?”
She’s so fucking right.
Grinning like a damn maniac, I grip the edges of the tub and then I hop inside, splashing scalding water over the edges as the added body pushes the water level up. I’m dressed, shoes and all but that doesn’t stop me. She squeals, moving to let me in.
I cradle the back of her head as I drop myself closer to her, nose brushing hers, “Let’s get a few things clear.”
“You’re dressed!” She tries pushing at me, but I don’t budge.
“There’s only one person who owns me,” I capture her bottom lip between my teeth before I let it go, “And she’s currently naked and wet beneath me. You want to tame me, Olivia, consider me tamed. I’m yours.”
“No one can tame you,” She breathes.
“You can.” I admit.
“I don’t want to,” she shakes her head, running herhands over me, the sopping clothes clinging to my skin, “I want you how you are.”
There’s water in my shoes, so hot it’s almost unbearable, “How can you sit in this?” I shove out, pushing the water from my face as I sit on the edge of the tub and then climb back out. “It’s fucking hotter than hell in there.”
I begin to strip out of the wet clothes, watching her settle back in the tub.
