The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

I took a deep breath, steadying my emotions before gently placing my hands on Alexander’s broad shoulders. Slowly, I pressed the pads of my thumbs into the muscles of his back, moving them in smooth, circular motions as I began to massage him.

A low, appreciative groan escaped his lips, sending a flutter through my stomach that made it twist and turn. His head dropped forward slightly, and I could see the tension in his muscles as he flexed. A warm, electric heat stirred between my thighs, catching me off guard. Unfortunately, the design of the bathtub made it impossible for me to keep my hands in one spot for very long.

The awkward angle was starting to take its toll on my arms, making it harder to maintain the massage.

“Don’t be afraid to press harder,” Alexander grunted, his voice rough with pleasure.

“I’m trying… it’s just… hard to reach over the edge like this,” I admitted, my breath coming a little faster.

With a deep breath, Alexander shifted forward, creating some space behind him in the tub. “Why don’t you get in and sit behind me?” he suggested.

Without hesitation, I raised my leg to step into the warm water, but his hand gently stopped me by resting against my shin.

“You shouldn’t get in with your clothes on,” he said quietly.

My heart jumped into my throat at his words. Was he really expecting me to join him naked?

His eyes slowly traced over my body, his gaze heavy and lazy.

“Maybe I’d like to see what my wife looks like too,” he murmured, his voice low and thick.

I honestly wasn’t sure if he was teasing me or being serious, but the curious fascination I had felt earlier when I first looked at him had shifted into something far deeper. A raw, smoldering heat buzzed just beneath my skin, igniting a desire I hadn’t fully understood before.

Though the feeling was new and unfamiliar, I knew I wanted to explore it with him. Whatever risks there might be, I wanted him to see me the way I was seeing him.

Alexander’s eyes never left me as I reached behind to unzip my dress. Sliding it off my shoulders, the soft fabric slipped down my arms and pooled around my waist.

Nervously, I glanced around the steamy bathroom. “Like this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

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