Caine X Bubble Novels & Stories

He reached beneath Saxon’s body, found his cock, hard and leaking. Cain stroked it once. Twice. Then let go. Saxon cursed. Cain stood and walked toward the bathroom, unbuckling his belt as he went. “Where the fuck are you going?” Saxon shouted, breathless. Cain looked back over his shoulder. “To shower. Alone.” Saxon thrashed on the bed, rock hard and desperate. Cain smiled. “Maybe if you behave tomorrow… I’ll let you come.” — 17:30 P.M.

SOUNDTRACK: “Curiosity” by Bryce Savage. ***** ~ Kelsie ~ Cain was my bath seat and it was hot as hell. I couldn’t see him, but leaning back against his chest and feeling that iron strength against my back, staring at his long muscular thighs on either side of me, watching his skin pebble when I dragged my fingers up and down his legs… god I wanted him.

They all have that ash-blonde hair that covers their eyes, bright blue eyes, and an easy smile. But on the inside? Entirely different. The only thing they have in common is the women they fuck, and protecting me. Cain is laid back, he likes to party, to play. Axel is more focused on training. Yeah, he parties, but he trains hard. Vane is a mixture of them, he’s wild, but also trains hard. “Yeah, I’m going,” I say. I should have been at the shop by now. From a young age I drew, I became an artist, but art isn’t good, it’s a piece that hangs on the wall in one person’s house.

I watch bubbles spread out from the surface of the water and I pull the last piece of clothing I have down. Cain watches with hungry eyes, and when I step in, I watch him disrobe. Every inch of him is perfect. From the silver marks on his skin to the sculpt-like muscles of his body, to his pleasingly rigid erect cock. My lips tingle as I stare at the pinkish-purple head and Cain enters after me, his eyes hot and all-consuming. And me, I'm ready for him. Ready for us.

The feeling of being thoroughly claimed. But it's a good ache. A satisfied ache. Zane emerges from the bathroom. "Bath's ready. Come on, sweetheart." Hunter scoops me up before I can protest, carrying me into the bathroom. The tub is huge. The water is steaming, and there are bubbles. Lots of bubbles. "You added bubbles?" I ask, surprised. "Hannah told me omegas like bubbles after... intense scenes," Seth admits, looking adorably embarrassed. "So I bought some. Is that okay?"