Caine X Bubble Novels & Stories

He rested his arms on the side of the bathtub, he was sitting confidently at one side while Evelyn was also at the other side, she was currently under the soapy bubble. Drake who was having ecstasy with the cool warm water notice a warm feeling coming from his thigh, this soft thing stop suddenly and he feels the emptiness and stop, is the bubbles making jest of him as monk now, he sighs and close his hand until this soft thing move to the second thigh, the little soft thing didn't stop this time around, it was proceeding in slow speed till it gets to Drake's small brother.

I took his hand immediately, my pulse pounding in my ears as he led me under the tree which was lightened by the ray of the moon. He guided my hands to my chest, his breath fanning against my neck as he inched closer. “Close your eyes,” he instructed. I hesitated, but the quiet reassurance in his voice urged me forward. I closed my eyes, the darkness behind my lids amplifying the sound around us. “Breathe deeply,” Caine said softly, his voice low and soothing. “Now this is gonna hurt,” “What is?” I asked, almost opening my eyes.

Tia reached into her medkit and pulled out a small canister. “I need to treat the wound,” she said quickly. “Brie, try to slow his breathing. The spray will sting, and I need him steady before I use it.” Brie caught Cain’s chin, forcing his gaze to hers. “Cain. Look at me.” His eyes finally focused on hers. “Breathe with me,” she murmured, her voice calm but commanding. She pushed a gentle wave of telepathic steadiness into him until his breathing began to slow.

Ciara's POV Cain: Take off your panties. Heat warms my face. I hesitate only a second before I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my silk sleep shorts and slide my panties down my legs, kicking them off. The cool air kisses my bare pussy, and I’m already shamefully wet. Me: Done. Cain: Good. I want to see a picture. I should stop right now! this is so absurd and fucking wrong. I glance at Simon who's still sleeping. And without thinking, I open my camera app and click snap. The light comes up together with a loud shooting sound.

Before I could decide whether to be offended or embarrassingly interested, Maddox yelled Cain’s name from the cage door. Cain didn’t break eye contact immediately. He stayed there, watching me like he could read every terrible thought I was trying to hide. Then he pushed away from the counter. “Behind the bar,” he repeated, then gestured for Tess to toss him a clean towel. I lifted my chin. “Fine.” His sharp, knowing half-smile returned. “Good girl.” The words hit like a struck match. My entire body went completely still. Cain saw it. I knew he did because his expression changed; a harsh restraint tightened over his features like a fist closing. For one dangerous second, neither of us moved,

“Showers are for mortals. You need bubbles, candles, and at least three overprotective men hovering nearby.” “Four,” Kevin corrects from behind him, carrying a stack of towels. “Rowan’s heating the water as we speak.” I shake my head, laughing despite myself. “You’re impossible.” Cassian leans in, his breath warm against my ear. “Maybe. But you love us that way.” The scent of lavender fills the hallway as steam begins to drift from the bathroom. The sound of running water is almost hypnotic. They’ve covered the marble edges of the tub with candles, petals floating across the surface like tiny boats of light.

sagot niya sa problemadong pinsan. Tinaasan niya ng kilay ang babaeng kasalukuyang nasa bakal na tubo sa gitna ng maraming tao at malanding sumasayaw. Halatang nakainom ito kaya makapal na ang mukha. "Wow! Ang init!" sigaw ng DJ sa stage na sinundan naman ng palakpakan at hiyawan. Ang ingay ng paligid at malanding tugtog na pini-play ng DJ ay nagsindi ng landi sa babae kaya mas ginalingan pa nito ang paggiling.

Cain says pointing at my lower lip laughing. Leo the guy I now know as Cains beta takes off out of the driveway as soon as we climb in the car. "So where are we going?" I question. "To the mall" Cain says. "Uhh I don't have a lot of money. So I won't be able to get much." I say nervously. "Girl don't worry. We have Atticus' black card." Leo says with a huge grin.

Cain is in only his underwear, steam from the shower fills the room and he looks like he just stepped out of a photo shoot. Broad shoulders, big arms, his torso hard and rigid with muscles. The view of his tanned skin and dark tattoo makes my mouth run dry and I pray I don’t start dry coughing. “Do you want my help?” “What?” I ask confused, I force my gaze back on his face, not sure what it is we are doing. Cain leans in, his face next to mine, “Taking off your clothes.” He whispers into my ear, his hot breath making me shudder.

Without having the power to do anything, he just poured waterfalls from his eyes to drench the pictures. “You tread the skin of the trembling kin to trade to win the train regime...and halt!” Caine once again shot a blank at the same left ear. With that, Alana’s speech was gone. “Do you know why no one’s coming for you?” Of course, Alana can’t answer, so he just resumed. “Well, you can ask them all in hell.” Caine positioned himself behind Alana and removed his leather gloves to be revealed that there were nitrile gloves. He took the wooden baseball bat beside Alana’s other trophies, took one good wind, and spoke.