On My Knees For The Cursed Alpha King

Chapter 10: Shower Heat🔞🔞

Natasha POV

The air in my chamber was cold, chillingly cold, but hell, even that couldn't quench the heat inside me. The heat that had been brewing ever since I encountered the Alpha.

Hell, I couldn't even count the number of times I had gone into the shower like I was doing now, showering like it could wash away whatever the hell had awakened inside me ever since he spoke to me.

The moment the water slid down my body, goosebumps immediately rose across my skin, sharp and biting from the cold, yet even with that, the ache buried deep inside me only seemed to burn hotter.

I swallowed thickly, bracing one hand against the wet wall while the streams of water rolled over my shoulders and down my chest. I tried to focus on the cold. On the sound of the shower. On anything.

However, the second I closed my eyes, my mind betrayed me, and they went to him. The King.

Dark hair.

Tattooed skin.

Those cold eyes that still haunted me, making my body feel too hot.

Goddess.

Immediately, the heat inside me spread harder, thicker, curling low in my stomach until my thighs pressed together on instinct.

It was crazy.

Absolutely crazy.

Especially for someone like me. Someone who never felt things like this. Someone whose body had always remained empty no matter what.

Yet here I was.

Breathing heavily inside a cold shower like some desperate woman.

I let out a shaky breath and moved my fingers slowly along the roundness of my breast. It was still flat. No hardening. No physical sign of arousal as usual.

Yet the moment my fingers brushed against it, a soft whimper escaped me before I could stop it.

“O-Oh, s**t…”

My back pressed against the wet wall immediately, my lips parting as a sharp sensation rushed through me so suddenly that my knees weakened for a second.

Tentatively, I kneaded the flesh again, softer this time, testing the feeling, my fingers trembling slightly against my own skin, and just at that moment, Alpha Damon crossed my mind again, and Goddess, the heat inside me spread even more aggressively.

I gasped, my breathing turning uneven, and before I knew it, I began kneading faster, pinching and squeezing while the sensation spiraled through me in waves so intense I found it hard to breathe.

Oh my God.

Just what was going on with me?

I had never felt this way before. Never once had I been tempted to touch myself because of a man, because no matter how hard I tried in the past, my body always stayed unresponsive. Empty, cold, and detached.

There was never any fire, nor ache, nor burning, not even with Kade.

But now...

Now my body felt strange, like it was awake, and Goddess help me because I was enjoying it.

The water continued pouring over me while my chest rose and fell harder. I continued touching myself for a while before slowly moving my hand lower.

My fingers traced the smooth curve of my belly before sliding down toward my navel and then between my thighs.

I was still dry.

Still frustratingly dry like always, except for the shower water running between my legs.

Yet the second my fingers brushed against me, a violent jolt shot through my body so suddenly that a broken gasp escaped my mouth.

“Ah...”

My fingers tightened against the wall immediately, my knees nearly giving out beneath me.

The sensation hit so hard that I bent forward slightly, breathing heavily while water dripped down my face and neck.

This was insane.

What the hell was this?

Was this finally it?

Was this what arousal actually felt like?

Then why was only the inside of my body reacting while the rest still refused to cooperate?

The confusion should have made me stop, but instead, it only made me crave the feeling more, and that scared me more than anything.

Breathing harder now, I slipped a trembling finger inside myself.

The sensation slammed into me so suddenly that a sharp gasp tore from my throat while my head dropped back against the wall. My fingers curled harder against the tiles as another wave of heat spread through my stomach.

My breathing became louder inside the bathroom, messier even, as I moved my fingers slowly at first, then faster.

And while I did, I imagined him.

Alpha Damon.

His large hands.

His body.

The dangerous way he looked at women like he could consume them whole.

I imagined those hands of his gripping my waist while he took me from behind.

Imagined his mouth against my skin.

Imagined him handling me the same way he handled the women in his harem.

And Goddess, the thought alone nearly made my legs give out.

“Fuck...”

A needy sound tore from my lips, my thighs trembling fervently now as I moved my fingers faster, chasing the maddening pleasure building inside me. The heat spread deeper and deeper inside me until my entire body felt feverish beneath the icy water.

My breaths came out ragged and uneven, filling the bathroom with messy sounds, and I kept going, chasing something my body still refused to give me.

Eventually, exhaustion began creeping in. My arms began to ache from tiredness, and only then did I stop. By the time I did, I was panting heavily.

My chest rose quickly while water continued dripping from my soaked hair and down my flushed skin.

I still hadn't reached that peak normal women always talked about.

And I was still frustratingly dry, but despite that, my body still reeled with a strange satisfaction.

A crazy satisfaction.

It felt like some kind of breakthrough.

Because never once had I ever enjoyed touching myself before. Never once had my body responded this much, and somehow that gave me hope.

A dangerous kind of hope.

Maybe...

Just maybe...

Alpha Damon really could cure me after all.

My body had already started reacting slowly to him where it had never stirred for Kade or any other man before.

That had to mean something... right?

Slowly, I turned off the shower.

Silence immediately filled the bathroom except for the sound of water dripping softly from my body onto the tiles.

I stepped out carefully before grabbing a towel and wrapping it tightly around myself.

The air outside the shower instantly felt colder against my wet skin, making goosebumps rise along my arms.

As I walked toward the mirror, my steps slowed just as my reflection stared back at me.

My cheeks looked red. My pupils were glazed over, and even my lips looked swollen from how hard I had bitten them.

Hell, the evidence of what I had just done was written all over me, and the sight alone made embarrassment crawl through me.

I had really just done that.

Over a man.

And not just any man, but Alpha Damon.

It was crazy, yeah, but that was the truth.

I stared at myself for another second before turning toward my room. However, the moment I stepped out, my entire body froze. My breath caught sharply in my throat.

At first, my brain refused to process the sight before me.

Someone was sitting on my bed.

For one disoriented second, I genuinely thought my mind was playing tricks on me, that I was hallucinating from exhaustion and maybe whatever insanity had possessed me in that shower.

But then the figure shifted slightly, and my heart nearly stopped.

It was none other than Alpha Damon, sitting casually on my bed like he belonged in my room.

My breath caught immediately in my throat as both shock and disbelief coursed through me, but it wasn't just the fact that he was there that sent panic crashing through me.

It was what he was doing.

He had lounged comfortably against the headboard, one powerful arm stretched lazily across the bed while the other held a piece of clothing near his face. My clothes. The ones I had picked out to wear to bed tonight.

A red nightgown and a G-string panty.

He had them loosely hooked around his finger, and I watched in utter disbelief as he brought them closer to his face. His dark eyes were lowered slightly, half-lidded, his nose flaring as he inhaled my scent, and a slow, satisfied purr escaped his lips.