The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 81

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“Good night, my baby…” I whispered, sighing as I tucked the blanket around Amber while she hugged a little cloth bunny to her chest.

She was exhausted after spending the evening playing and running around the yard while Blaze and I talked and made dinner.

I stepped out of her room and pulled the door closed behind me, and my heart started pounding with anticipation.

I walked down the hall to our bedroom, but Blaze wasn’t there.

He had stayed behind to empty Amber’s little washbasin after I bathed her, and I had already spent a while telling her a story until she finally fell asleep.

In the quiet shadows of the house, I headed back toward the rear, where the large bathroom was.

I stopped at the door and reached for it with a hand that trembled a little, already knowing he was waiting for me.

When I crossed the threshold, steam brushed over my face, carrying that seductive scent through the air.

Blaze was already soaking in the huge wooden tub only the two of us used.

His golden eyes lifted to mine, full of burning promises.

“Is she asleep?” he asked, low and rough, relaxed in the water with both hands resting on the edges of the tub, damp hair pushed back from his face and his strong chest rising above the surface.

“Yes. She’s asleep…” I swallowed hard, locking the door behind me before I started to undress.

I took my time with it, on purpose, feeling his hungry gaze move over my body.

I slipped off my shoes, loosened my bodice, and eased the sleeves down my shoulders. The fabric slid lower in a way that was anything but innocent, and the steam curled over my bare breasts and my already hardened nipples

A hungry growl slipped out of him. The look on his face, all that desire aimed straight at me, made me feel sexy. Wanted

I pushed the dress down over my wide hips and stood naked in front of him, without shame, without tear. Here, I wasn’t afraid of being judged or rejected.

“Come here. The water’s getting cold…” His invitation sounded like a beast tempting its prey. His pupils narrowed on the wet little line between my thighs.

Gathering my messy curls into a careless high bun, I walked toward the tub through the candlelight and climbed in on the side farthest from him.

I let out a sigh when the hot water slid over my body, then sat facing my male.

Blaze’s legs tangled with mine right away under the water, both of us tucked in because the tub wasn’t that big.

“So, my beautiful mate… what did you do while your husband wasn’t home?” The question caught me completely off guard. What was I supposed to say to that?

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