Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 910

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Chapter 910 A Weakness Made for Her

Chapter 910 A Weakness Made for Her

Emma kept her eyes firmly above his chest and tried very hard not to look at the muskies beneath the water.

Malrik’s answer came softly. “Too gentle.”

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His voice carried a faint tremor, nearly lost under the sound of water running in the bathroom. “Emma, use a little more strength.”

Emma’s fingers paused around the sponge. I’m only cleaning the cream near his coilarbone. Why does every word from his mouth

nd wrong?

last bit of patience she had left was already wobbling. With Malrik sitting there like that, speaking in that low voice and looking her with those damp eyes, any ordinary person would have lost their composure by now.

She tightened her hold on the sponge and wiped harder along his collarbone. White foam spread over his skin as her hand moved with the shape of him, passing from his shoulder to his chest.

The sponge slipped lower through the warm water.

Malrik’s breath caught.

His lashes remained lowered following the heat rising ag

The air around them fe

Emma decided thi

Malrik mov

till feel his attention on her. It was as if his gaze had become a physical touch, inch.

and started to withdraw her hand.

supposedly lost all strength caught her wrist in one smooth motion. His palm burned against

her skip

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eat in his eyes. “So your hand works perfectly fine now?”

the water around him rippled. “It still doesn’t have much strength.”

is mouth before he pulled.

and fell directly against him.

her as she thought, This is what he calls not much strength?

overed in foam, pressed instinctively against his chest. His skin was firm, hot, and alive beneath her paim. His

ck hard against her touch, each beat heavy enough to make her own pulse stumble.

mp…

was no space left between them.

bent his head. Damp dark hair slid against the tips of their noses nearly brus

neck, sending a fine shiver through her body. His face hovered so close

mma.” His voice had turne

k and failing by the second.

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Chapter 910 A Weakness Marle for Her

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He did not release her wrist. Instead, he guided her palm more firmly over his chest. “My wrist is weak,” he murmured “This part, though… clearly isn’t listening to me.”

Emma sensed the frantic beating beneath her hand and attempted to pull back, but she couldn’t

His other arm had already wrapped around her waist. Heat seeped through her damp clothes, tightening her breath

“Your clothes are soaked.” His gaze lowered, and his voice dropped with it, dark and slow.

“Whose fault is that?” Emma looked at him, almost laughing from frustration. She gave up on restraint. Lowering her head, she bit the corner of his mouth.

Malrik’s throat moved sharply.

The helpless expression he had been wearing disappeared at once. The soft, pitiful look in his eyes gave way to something much more dangerous, something hungry and impossible to mistake.

His arm locked around her waist.

In the next instant, Emma was pulled fully into the bathtub.

Water crashed over the edge with a loud splash, immediately surrounding her with warm water.

Before she could push herself upright, Malrik turned and trapped her between the tub and his body.

“Since you’re wet too…” He touched his forehead to hers. His lips brushed close to her ear, cool against her warm skin. “Why don’t we freshen up together?”

Water kept spilling over the edge of the tub, creating gentle, restless sounds as it splashed onto the floor.

Malrik’s hands bracketed her on both sides, trapping her with no escape. The innocent-looking eyes moments earlier had turned dark and intense, brimming with unhidden desire.

Emma leaned back against the tub, her wet hair sticking to her cheeks and neck. The steam curled around her, making her look softer than usual, yet her eyes remained bright with challenge.

She raised a finger and gently tapped his chest. His heartbeat pounded under her fingertip.

“Didn’t you say your wrist hurts?” she asked, her smile lazy. “Where did all this strength come from?

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Malrik followed her touch and lowered his head. His breath spilled over the side of her neck, hot enough to make her skin prickle.

“I really was weak earlier.”

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