Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Rewards: Mission Preparation

Neither of us moved at first.

Her forehead rested against mine, our breaths tangled, heartbeats racing. My hands were still locked around her waist, holding her up — holding her close — like if I let go, the moment might dissolve.

The water kept pouring around us, steam curling like silk. But all I could feel was her. Her skin against mine. Her heartbeat. Her breathing. The slight tremble still running through her thighs as her body clung to me, pulsing and warm and perfect.

I brushed a wet strand of hair from her cheek. She blinked slowly, her eyes still glossy from the high. There was a softness there now... something fragile.

I kissed her. Not like before — not hungry or demanding.

Just soft. Still.

She melted into it like her whole body sighed.

"I love you," I said again, this time slower. Like I was handing her something sacred.

Her eyes fluttered open. "I know," she whispered. "I felt it."

I lowered her gently to the floor, keeping her close as her legs wobbled slightly. She giggled quietly — a sweet, breathy sound — and rested her forehead against my chest.

"I can’t feel my knees," she mumbled, voice half-melted from aftershocks.

I smiled and cupped her face, guiding her under the water again. It streamed over her hair and down her shoulders, washing away everything — but not what we just did.

That was etched into us now.

I reached for the body wash, lathering it between my hands. She watched me, eyes sleepy and adoring, letting her arms hang loose at her sides like she’d given up even trying to act like she wasn’t completely undone.

"Turn around," I said gently.

She obeyed with the kind of trust that made my chest ache.

I started at her shoulders, massaging the soap in slow circles. Down her back, over her sides, brushing the outer curve of her breasts cupping them before sliding to her hips. She shivered, leaning into my touch as water poured down on us like we were under damn waterfall.

"Feels good?" I asked softly against her ear.

"Mmhmm," she hummed. "You touching me like this... feels like I completely belong to you."

"You do," I murmured. "Even when I’m gentle."

Her fingers reached back blindly, finding my thigh, like she needed to keep that contact while I worked. I cleaned her legs next, trailing my hands slowly, teasing behind her knees just to hear her squeak a little.

When I turned her to face me again, I paused — just to take her in.

The way water glided down her collarbone. The soft rise and fall of her chest. Her flushed cheeks and messy hair. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

She looked like chaos in goddess form.

And she was mine.

"Your turn," she whispered, eyes glinting now with a trace of fire again.

She took the soap from my hands, pressed it to my chest, and began her own slow exploration. Her fingers made lazy, swirling circles — over my pecs, down the lines of my abs, following the deep cut of my V-line like she’d traced it a hundred times in her head before today.

"You’re built like a sin," she mumbled, almost to herself. "But you look at me like I’m the only holy thing in the room."

I couldn’t help it. I kissed her again.

This one longer.

Slower.

Her hands slid to my back, pulling me into her as our bodies pressed tight again — not for sex, not anymore. Just need.

She washed my hair next, up on her toes, giggling as she massaged my scalp.

And I let her.

Because in this moment — after everything — I didn’t want to lead. I just wanted to feel her love me back.

When we finally shut the water off, she reached for a towel, wrapping it around my shoulders like I was something delicate. Then pulled another around her own body, tucking the edge just above her chest, her wet hair dripping down her collarbone.

I picked her up princess style without warning.

She yelped. "Peter!"

I smirked. "You’re not walking on legs that still don’t work."

She rolled her eyes but curled into me, warm and happy and glowing.

And as I carried her into her room, her arms looped around my neck, she whispered,

"I think I’m going to remember this morning every time it rains."

I looked down at her.

"You better," I said. "Because I plan to make you remember me for the rest of your life."

As I set Madison gently on her bed, she curled up in her towel like a satisfied cat while I checked my phone for the time. That’s when the familiar system notification appeared in my peripheral vision.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify