Feeling his stomach tighten, followed by his throat running dry, he moved back, burning as he felt her sit, her back to him in the bathtub, before peeling his eyes open.
Moaning slightly, not realizing just how much effect she had on him, she held onto the side of the bathtub, a pleased smile on her face as a calm, warm sensation from the bath spread around her body.
"This feels so good." She moaned again before bringing her hands in to cup some water, playing with the surface.
Mute, speechless, he hadn't said a word since, just sitting there, realizing what he had gotten himself into. If she moved back a little, she'd probably feel the brutal punishment he was suffering from the waist down, and yet he held back, restraining himself.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and it took all his willpower to suppress his wolf, Jeremy. He didn't seem to be happy, so he decided to test its limit by pushing Jephthah.
