Chapter 23
Bethany’s POV
I stared at Damien, my heart pounding in my chest.
Skipping work?
Was he serious?
“You asked me not to come again,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
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Damien’s golden eyes darkened. “Did I say ‘again‘? I only told you not to come back that day, Bethany. And yet, you stopped coming to work entirely. You should be punished.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but then I stopped.
Wait.
I never asked if he meant just that day or forever.
Oh, well shit. A sinking realization hit me. He was right. Damn it.
I bit my lip, looking away. “I… I’m sorry.”
“Sorry can’t fix it alone,” Damien said, his voice calm but firm. He turned, pulling his shirt over his head, revealing a sculpted chest. My mouth watered, but I tried to look elsewhere, anywhere but him. “You want to make it up to me?”
I nodded hesitantly, blushing furiously.
“Good. Then you’ll bathe me.”
I froze.
“What?” My voice came out like a squeak.
Damien turned back to face me, an unreadable expression on his face. “You heard me.”
Heat crawled up my neck. “That’s not—”
“Do you want me to drop you as my maid?” he cut in, his tone dangerous. “If I do, then you won’t be my servant anymore. You’ll be nothing but a sex
toy.”
My stomach twisted. My mouth snapped shut. I didn’t have a choice.
“I’ll do it,” I whispered.
Damien nodded, looking satisfied. I clenched my hands into fists, cursing him in my mind.
This man is a pervert.
I had always heard rumors that Damien hated getting close to women. So why the hell was he suddenly demanding that I bathe him?
My wolf, Starlight, hummed in my mind. We are their mates.
I stiffened.
No. That couldn’t be it. Could it?
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adn’t thought much about it at the time, but now… Was Damien’s perverted store his corse
sighed I needed to met Melanie about this when I saw her again.
“Are you just going to stand there?” Damien’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
I looked up to see him watching me with an expectant expression. My throat went dry. He was already at the bathroom door. I swallowed, then forced myself to follow him inside.
The bathroom was massive–marble floors and a golden tub big enough to fit three people. There was steam everywhere.
My heart pounded as Damien turned to face me.
“Undress me,” he ordered.
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I didn’t move Could 1 do this? I was still a virgin. I had never even seen a naked man before.
Damien raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?”
1 shook my head, forcing myself to step forward. My hands trembled as I reached for the waistband of his pants.
My fingers brushed against his warm skin, and I nearly jumped back at the jolt that hit my spine.
Damien chuckled. “Don’t tell me you’re shy?”
I refused to meet his eyes.
He leaned closer. “You must be,” he murmured. “After all, you’re still a virgin, aren’t you?”
I gasped, my eyes snapping up to meet him.
“How did you-?”
“I can smell it on you,” Damien said lazily, licking his lips. “You were brought here untouched. That’s how we tell the difference between virgins and the ones who aren’t.”
stared at him in shock. So that was how they always knew? How much power did these Alphas have? My hands clenched into fists.
And yet, even knowing I’m a virgin, you still want me to bathe you?
Damien smirked as if he could read my thoughts.
Bastard.
Wicked, perverted bastard.
But had no choice.
Gritting my teeth, I continued undressing him, my face burning. His cock jutted out free when I yanked down his pants, and I immediately gasped, turning around, trying to forget the image that was burning in my memory.
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Chapter 23
He got into the bathtub, and I knelt beside the tub, picking up a wash of clothes. I dipped the cloth into the warm water, trying to steady my hands.
Focus, Bethany.
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I started with his shoulders, my fingers brushing against his firm muscles as I rubbed the damp cloth over his skin. The heat of his body mixed with the warmth of the water, making the air around us thick.
He sighed when my fingers brushed his chest, closing his eyes.
I swallowed hard. This was just a task. Nothing more.
But as I continued. Every movement, every touch, sent little shocks through my skin. He was too close. Too warm.
You could caress him instead, Starlight whispered in my mind. Who knows? He might take us here. Touch him. Please.
I clenched my teeth. Shut up.
Starlight chuckled darkly.
I forced myself to focus, working my way down his chest, over his toned belly. My breathing grew shallow the lower I went.
When I reached his waist, I hesitated, gaping for a moment at the huge dick, standing upright and seeking attention.
My thighs grew hot and wet. Why on earth was he so huge?!
I was not washing that. My grip on the cloth tightened as I carefully avoided his lower half, moving instead to his legs.
But Damien wasn’t stupid.
His voice was lazy, amused. “Why are you staring at it if you’re not going to wash it?”
I jerked back, mortified. “I–I wasn’t staring!”
Damien smirked, his golden eyes flickering. “Then why are you avoiding it?”
I swallowed. My mouth felt dry.
“Because…” I hesitated, then lifted my chin. “Because it’s… uhm…private?”
His smirk deepened. “And?”
“And I don’t need to touch it,” I snapped.
Damien’s eyes glowed with dark amusement. Ally think someone like you could arouse me?”
A sharp pang of anger sliced through me. Did you hear that, Starlight?
Oh, I heard, she growled. The arrogant bastard.
My face burned with humiliation, but I didn’t say another word. Instead, I finished washing him as quickly as possible, yelping when his cock hit my hand- or, well, it could have been the other way around.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block everything out.
Don’t tell me you didn’t want to see our mate’s dick, Starlight teased. You might not get another chance.
I bit my lip.
I hated that she was right.
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When I finally opened my eyes, my gaze unintentionally flickered down to his turgid dick and my stomach tightened. Heat curled inside me and my entire body trembled.
I shouldn’t feel this way about the arrogant jerk.
I quickly rinsed the cloth and stepped back. “Done.”
Damien held out a hand. “Towel.”
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I grabbed it and shoved it into his chest without looking at him.
He chuckled softly but didn’t push further.
He wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped out of the tub, leaving droplets of water trailing down his defined muscles.
Goddess, he’s delicious.
I turned away, my body still tingling in a way I hated.
Get it together, Bethany.
I moved toward the door, eager to escape. But before I could take another step, Damien grabbed my wrist and yanked me back…
I gasped as I stumbled into his chest. My breath hitched. We were too close. His wet skin pressed against my clothes. His golden eyes flickered down to my lips.
I let out a shaky breath.
Was he going to kiss me?
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