Cold Showers Novel Novels & Stories

I was naked before I stepped under the shower, though for some reason I had no memory of taking my clothes off beneath the haze of my thoughts. I let the cold water cascade down my skin with the highest pressure, the chill a punishment, a lesson. Just as I tried to gather my thoughts, to prepare myself for what I knew was coming, I heard it. Footsteps. Soft. Hesitant. Behind me. I wanted to turn but arms already wrapped around my waist in the next second and I felt her soft chest press against my back. The cold water made her nipples hard, I felt them poke my skin and instantly hardened.

~CLARA'S POV~ The bathroom of the guest suite was as cold and sterile as the rest of Ares Volkov’s kingdom. I turned the heavy metal dial until the shower water ran near-scalding, letting the steam thick with the scent of high-altitude ozone fill the marble space. Stepping under the spray, I didn't cry. I didn't let myself freeze. Instead, I took the expensive, unscented soap provided in the stall and thoroughly scrubbed my skin, desperate to wash away the lingering warmth of his touch, the scent of his cedarwood cologne, and the absolute humiliation of being left broken and discarded on his floor.

But when I knocked on her door, there was no answer. “Novel?” I called out her name, but silence met me. Panic settled deep in my chest. Luckily, the door was unlocked. When I entered, the room was empty, and my heart hammered against my ribs, until I heard the water running in the bathroom. When I stepped inside, my breath caught in my throat. It was Novel. She looked lifeless, submerged beneath the water. Fear gripped me as I hauled her out. “Novel!” I barked. She opened her eyes, but they looked hollow, lifeless.

She said and wiped her hands on a white apron she's wearing. I gently turned the knob like thing under the shower to let running water flaw through. I almost screamed when this water touched my left shoulder. I felt a blazing coldness as if it was a spear that went trough the thick layer of skin. My body shriveled and I was hesitant if I'll still continue then I remembered that there is this button that could switch up the temperature of the water. As I shower, I heard a not so loud bangs of metals on the room I left. I shrugged my shoulders and didn't mind it at all. I know that it's just the lady whom woke me up seconds ago.

I’m rinsing off when the bathroom door opens—followed almost immediately by the shower door. Standing there are both of my mates. Naked. Sleep-clumsy but awake enough to carry that unmistakable gleam of intent in their eyes. Cody has the same issue I did a few minutes ago, and every bit of progress the cold shower made is obliterated in a second. Nova smirks, eyes glinting. “Mind if we join you?”

Alora’s POV: The water was colder than I expected when I stepped under the shower, and for a second, it stole the breath right out of my lungs. I stood there anyway, letting it run over my skin, down my shoulders, along my spine, as if I could rinse something deeper than just sleep off my body. Slowly, I adjusted the temperature, turning the knob until the chill softened into something warmer, something almost comforting. I closed my eyes. For a brief moment, there was nothing—no faces, no voices, no memories. Just the steady sound of water hitting tile.

No one ever cared about my pain like this before not even the person that I was madly in love with. Letting out a soft sigh, I turned on the other side and decided to allow my sleep after feeling much comfortable. [ XAVIER'S POV ] I needed a cold shower badly! After I was so done giving a perfect massage to my secretary, my body uneasily heated up. Making my way towards the spotless washroom, I blocked myself under the cold, pouring water. I let the droplets running through my biceps. Placed my both palm to lean against the hard wall and silently enjoyed the rhythm of pouring waters.

Raquel’s POV He sure did have a cold shower when we got to his cottage. A cold shower with me against the glass of the shower stall. My arms wrapped around his neck and my legs around his torso. He was thrusting in and out of me. I was totally enjoying it. Cold water both running down our bodies as back pressed against the glass. I almost fell on the floor when put me down. Luckily, I was able to hold him. My legs were turned to jelly.

She believed that she was charming enough and no man would be able to resist her, not even Alpha Killian. Lyra stripped her ball gown and tiptoed towards the bathroom. She did not want to scare Killian, as he might not like it. Killian had opened the tap, and cold water was running down his body. He was used to taking cold baths whenever he was stressed or when he was unsure of what to do about a situation. Taking cold showers helped him clear his mind. Lyra went in and hugged Killian from behind. But she never expected that the man was taking a cold shower in such cold weather. The moment the cold water touched her skin, she yelped.

The kind that will make us smell so good and irresistible to everyone looking for a one night stand or a slave to take back home with him. I turned the knob to start my own shower and flinched as the ice cold water splattered and hit my body, making me step away from it and tremble terribly. I looked at Mila and the other girls and saw them all showering without any complaints about the freezing water they were showering in. Mila gave me a sympathetic look and said in a low voice “You need to get used to it. There is no hot water here” Of course there isn’t. Why give such a simple, basic act of kindness to us? I thought bitterly.