Am not a whore

When Caliban had filled the tub of fresh hot water, I was eager to submerge myself, but waited impatiently on the bed as I expected him to wash up first.

"Are you coming?" I heard his deep voice call out and a shock ran through me. Despite what we had already done an intense blush was spreading across my face.

The shadow king was already in the copper tub with his arms resting on the ledge. When I appeared in the doorway his glowering eyes roved up and down my body and he leaned his head back like a man enjoying a piece of art. I didn't know what to think or feel when he looked at me that way.

"It saves time and water if we bathe at the same time." One long finger flicked the surface and the water and sent ripples along the soapy contents. Biting my lower lip, I nodded my head and took the few steps to the tub.

At first, I lowered myself into the steaming water at the opposite side of the tub, but Caliban was quick to reach forward and grab my arm. He pulled he through the water and s