His chamber was empty, and the door to his washroom was closed. Heart thumping so hard she thought it might fly out of her chest, she shoved open the panel with magic and sped in, ready to cut down anyone who dared to lay a finger on her earl.
Isahn stood half-in and half-out of the tub, a sea sponge on his finger as he stared at her with wild eyes.
George stared back, lips parting as she took in the sheersizeof him. He wasn’t even aroused... yet. “What happened?” she breathed.
“What the fuck is this thing?” He flicked his hand through the air, and the sponge went flying at her. She snatched it before it sailed over her shoulder.
“It’s a sea sponge, for bathing. Do you not use them in Selwas? Isthiswhat scared you?” George held up the unoffending object and studied it as a breeze flowed through the open window, tickling her thighs. The sponge was slightly hard and scratchy, but would soften in the water, and worked wonderfully to exfoliate skin.
“We use flannels. And so what if it did scare me?” He narrowed his eyes.
When she tossed it back, he didn’t scream, but he did bat it into the tub. Her eyes flicked between the fairly robust sea sponge and Isahn’s similarly sized—
“Like what you see?” he rumbled, his heated gaze raking over her, sending sparks up within her like she was a bed of hot coals.
“Do you?”
“Verymuch. Tell me, what is this style?” He tipped his chin as his eyes dropped to below her navel.
George huffed, less so at Isahn and more at the obnoxious pulsing rhythm her whole body had adopted. “What style?”
Isahn sent a tendril of water magic rolling through the air. She blinked, following the snake-like coil as it neared her belt—or where her belt would’ve been if she hadn’t untied it.
Shit.She’d forgotten she was naked, or near enough that she wasn’t going to split hairs. Her thin robe always let a bit of a breeze through—she hadn’t questioned it. She should have questioned it.
George shoved Isahn in the chest with a light burst of magic. He stumbled back as laughter tumbled from his smiling mouth. Though she tried not to look, George noted the way his thighs tightened, his swelling erection swinging with the movement. There wasn’t a single reason why that should’ve been so attractive, but it was. A strong pulse between her legs reaffirmed the thought.
As Isahn studied her from her sex, up to her mouth, and back down again, his eyes darkened and shifted from the pale blue of Domossan skies to the deep sapphire of Lake Loukeo. Between his expression and the size of his member, she knew he was similarly intrigued.
Heart fluttering, a warmth coiled in her chest while she gazed at him. He still hadn’t moved, standing with one foot on the tile floor, the other submerged up to his knee. Her mouth twitched.
“You know...” Wetting her lips, she offered, “If it’s too scary to bathe alone with the horrid sponge, I could wash you. I was planning to do the same.” She gestured at her open robe.
“Oh, is that so?” Isahn’s eyes shimmered as he cocked his head to the side. “Is that why you’re dressed as you are? Here I thought you were getting ready forcena.” His mouth opened slightly, and she watched, entranced, as he ran his tongue slowly over the tips of his teeth.
She could only nod.
“I am scared, actually.” Isahn shrugged and stepped into the tub. “I think I’ll take you up on your generous offer.”
Smirking, she slipped her silk robe off her shoulders and let it pool on the tan tiled floor.
“Give me a second? Turn around...” He didn’t touch her with his magic, but he did push out a thick tendril of water that twirled in the air, giving a silent command. “And before you get offended: It’s not you, it’s me.”
She spun with a laugh to face the wall.
Splashing indicated he’d settled into the tub. “You’re sure I can use this sea sponge on myself?”
“Positive. But I thought I was going to wash you?” She angled her foot, ready to turn and climb in the tub.
“Ah— One second. Do you value honesty, George?”
What a strange question.She said as much.
“Honestly, I stink. And I need to wash some particular areas before I let you in.”
She snorted.
A few moments later, the splashing stopped, and he asked her to join.
