Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Underwear.
Didn’t Dayson say he is not wearing underwear? It’s not that Talia was hoping he will be naked under the pants, but… Was he teasing her about it so far?
“Why did you stop?”, Dayson asked.
“You are wearing underwear.”, Talia blurted out.
“Are you disappointed?”
Excessive heat invaded Talia’s face. Why did she point out his underwear? It sounded like she wanted him naked!
Dayson was thoroughly entertained by the variety of her expressions.
The truth is that Dayson rarely wears underwear, but now he put the briefs on because they were attending an event, and the dress pants were not firm enough to contain his erection that was inevitable with Talia around.
“Don’t worry, kitten.”, Dayson said. “We will get there. Take your time. I know you are enjoying revealing my body one part at a time.”
Talia exhaled a shaky breath, and her hands clutched the waistband of his pants.
She didn’t dare to look up while pulling his pants down because her face was on fire and Dayson would definitely see through her that she noticed a massive bulge in his crotch area. It was impossible to miss.
…
…
“Oh, yeah, kitten… circular movements are the best… press harder… mmm… yeah…”, Dayson moaned, and Talia wished for him to pipe it down.
Where were they?
In the bathroom.
Dayson was relaxing in the tub and Talia was squatting on the side and washing his back.
How did she end up giving him a bath?
After undressing him (down to his underwear), Dayson gave her a choice. To remove his briefs or to prepare a bubble bath.
Of course, Talia chose the latter.
Dayson didn’t mind whichever she chooses because how he saw it, both choices will lead to the same outcome. But Talia didn’t know that.
The tab was nearly full when Dayson strutted in the bathroom with, “I believe there is a sponge under the sink…”
Talia peeled her eyes from his firm ass that was covered with dark blue briefs, and she ducked in the storage, under the sink.
There was no sponge in there, and by the time she looked up, Dayson was in the tub with a sponge in his hand, and his briefs were on the floor.
“Wash me…”, he commanded, and she did her best not to imagine what’s hiding under that layer of bubbles.
And here is Talia… wearing only tiny panties and a bra, rubbing Dayson’s back and if not for his ambiguous sounds, she would be able to fully enjoy the magnificent visual of his back.
Eventually, Talia stood up. “Done.”
“Front also.”, Dayson said like it’s a totally normal thing.
She started with his shoulders and moved to his pecs. Everything was firm and perfect, and Talia fought against her urge to look into his eyes or down to his crotch area that was still covered in bubbles, but it seemed that the bubbles were thinning out. If she doesn’t hurry, there will be no bubbles left. Then what?
“You like this, don’t you, kitten?”, Dayson asked her.
“No.”, she lied. “Why would I like serving you?”
“Serving me?”, Dayson asked in a fake surprise, and his voice dipped dangerously low as he continued, “This is your punishment, not a job. If you see it as a job, I should increase the difficulty…”
Dayson grabbed her arm and before Talia could react, she found herself inside the tub.
Talia feared that the moody Alpha will submerge her in the water completely and she fought mightily to hold onto the edge of the tub and not drown.
How can her feeble strength compare to Dayson’s?
She inhaled a few times, to confirm that her head was above water, and he had no intention of drowning her.
Talia chided herself internally. Why did she think that he will drown her? Of course, he wouldn’t hurt her, but what’s with this ridiculous situation?
Why did she end up sitting on Dayson’s thighs, facing him?
She looked down on herself and felt like crying. “My bra…”
Her panties were still on her and wet, but the bra was a problem. It was a pushup bra, and the paddings were soaked, heavy, and uncomfortable.
“No, no! That’s not… what I… meant”, Talia stuttered, but by the time she finished speaking, her bra was on the floor, next to Dayson’s briefs.
How can a man move so quickly?
When a breeze hit her now exposed chest, Talia quickly covered her girls with her hands.
“Will you wash me, or…?”, Dayson’s voice trailed, and Talia immediately grabbed the sponge that was floating nearby and started scrubbing his pecs.
Dayson was reclined backward which was perfect for Talia to stretch toward him and dip herself until the bubbles provided coverage for her breasts.
“How is it, kitten?”, Dayson asked. “Still a job, or does it feel like a punishment now?”
“Punishment. Punishment.”, Talia said with a pitiful expression. If she is not convincing enough, who knows what else he will come up with?
If not for his super cheat of being able to sense Talia’s emotions, Dayson would believe her. Maybe. But now he was confident that the only things preventing her from jumping on him were her shyness and inexperience, and he loved both of those.
Dayson narrowed his eyes at Talia and pushed himself to sit straight.
Talia stiffened when she felt his palm at her lower back. The water was warm, but his palm was hot, and Talia was sure that it will leave a mark behind.
“I think you are lying, kitten”, Dayson murmured, and Talia’s heart thundered against her chest. “Look at me.”
They were close. Too close. And the sweet scent of roses from the bubbles was completely overpowered by the scent of the forest and the dark chocolate.
Their position was scandalous, and Talia wanted to look away, but it was impossible to break that intense eye contact and her body refused to move away from Dayson.
“Tell me. How does this feel like?”, Dayson asked, and Talia shivered when his finger started moving along the groove of her spine.
“Tingly…”, Talia responded breathily. “It feels like I’m going to fall apart.”
Dayson applied pressure on Talia’s back, pulling her closer to him.
“I will not allow you to fall apart, kitten.”, his breath splashed against her lips. “Do you trust me?”
“Ye…”
Dayson swallowed the last sound from her mouth with a fiery kiss that took her breath away.