Trapped Between Two Alphas novel Chapter 307

(Annabel POV)

I sensed him approach before I actually heard him enter the bathroom and glanced up from my place near the faucets, reaching to turn off the water simultaneously with his entrance, a soft beguiling smile lifted up towards him. He looked exhausted ... stressed and I knew tonight would do him some much needed good. He approached and even though a part of me knew that I should wait for his command, another part of me knew he just needed me to do what I had been trained to do: take care of him.

I was at his feet in an instant, gently lifting one foot and the then the other to remove his socks and shoes as he balanced himself by placing a strong hand on my head, his fingers reflexively toying with the long strands of honeyed auburn that he loved so much. Setting aside his shoes, I bent low to press a soft kiss to the top of each foot before lifting up on knees as my fingers quickly worked with the buttons on his jeans, glancing up at him with a sultry wanton smile as I began to work his jeans down over his hips, taking his boxers with it.

I couldn't control the soft purr that rumbled from my lips as his cock sprang into view. It wasn't hardened to his full length but it was beginning to grow as I gazed at it for a long moment, my thoughts interrupted at his soft laugh and the feel of his fingers tightening in my hair. "Not yet, love," he teased and I grinned at him as I felt him pull me to stand up, my fingers pulling at the edge of his t-shirt, lifting it up and over his head to toss aside.

He was beautiful ... in a handsome, rugged way and I couldn't help but let my gaze linger momentarily on him before stepping aside to give him room to get into the deep water of his heated bath. As he sunk down into the depths of the water, I sank down to my knees, a soft smile lifting on moist lips as I heard his appreciative moan at the soothing heat of the water as it enveloped his tired form. Reflexively I reached for the sponge, stretching some over him and I gasped softly as I felt his fingers tug on an extended nipple that was inadvertently presented to him. My fingers squeezed the sponge momentarily as a soft moan lifted from my lips and I heard his husky voice murmur, "You're such a sexy slut."

I cast him a sultry gaze as he released my nipple and sank back in the tub, my nonverbal cue to take care of him. Dipping my hand into the hot water, I filled the sponge wordlessly and began to squeeze out the water over his shoulders and chest. At times like this we didn't need any words ... just our actions alone spoke volumes that were clear between us both. I loved taking care of him and he knew it. It made me feel needed by him ... something I wanted more than anything. I needed him to NEED me and little things like this made me feel like I was right where I belonged.

I watched him as he relaxed, his eyes closing as my gaze lingered on his face ... something I loved to do. I couldn't hide anything in that moment from him and in return, I could see exactly what it was that he desired of me without even a spoken word. Thankfully Kaden had never denied me the opportunity to show him everything inside of me with that one simple gesture. Masters who denied their girls the ability to look them in the eye were missing out ... I was sure of it.

Setting the sponge aside, I reached for the netted bath squishy and a bottle of scented bath wash from my favorite bath store. It wasn't a flowery fragrance but instead a clean, crisp scent of white tea and ginger. As I poured a small amount onto the netted sponge, I could feel his gaze on me and I glanced over at him with a soft smile. "Feel good?" I asked as his hand lifted to lovingly tuck an errant curl back behind my ear.

He just smiled at me before sliding his hand into my thick mane to pull my lips to his in a searing kiss. My own fingers slid to the back of his neck, dancing along his hairline in an erotic caress as our tongues slowly tangled together. I felt him pull back and as he did, I smiled as I began to wash him lovingly with the soaped mesh over his shoulders and neck and across the wide expanse of his chest as he watched me, his hand releasing my hair so I could work.