Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 396

Isadora bit her lip. "Fine, I'll do it! I'll help you undress, okay?"

With that, she reached out, her fingers hesitating at the waistband of his pants. Eyes squeezed shut, she took a deep breath and tugged them down in one swift motion.

Immediately, the raw masculinity of him hit her full force. Isadora's mouth went dry, her cheeks flushing scarlet as she caught a glimpse. Her hands trembled so much she had to turn away, facing the wall in a desperate attempt to compose herself.

"You can handle the rest yourself," she muttered, voice unsteady.

A low, amused chuckle sounded behind her. Victor's tone was casual, almost teasing. "Isadora, you act like you haven't seen it before. Weren't you the one who helped me out last time?"

His words sent a flush creeping all the way down her neck. "Shut up, Victor!"

That time, the lights had been off. Now, with the bathroom lights blazing, it was a whole different story.

Seeing she was about to explode, Victor decided to let up. He padded over to the bathtub, his bare feet silent against the tiles, and slid into the steaming water with a kind of reserved grace, his injured arm resting carelessly on the rim. He eyed Isadora, who was still giving herself a pep talk, the corners of his mouth quirking upward.

getting cold, you know," he

cheeks. Grabbing a clean white towel, she knelt by the tub to help him wash. She kept her eyes dutifully on his bandaged shoulder, acting like a lady's maid from a bygone era- never once letting her gaze wander, careful

Water streamed down his chest, tracing the defined lines of his body, and pooled at his

over her, making her blurt out,

looked down at her, his voice low

to regain control. "Just

to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the bathroom. But before she could take a step, Victor's

you

eyes smoldering. "Kissing my beautiful wife," he

cradled the back of her head, lowered his lips to hers, and kissed her fiercely-full of longing, desire, and a love that seemed to overflow. Maybe it had been too long since their

The world outside faded away as they lost themselves in each other, the steamy air charged with

AOD

when Victor's hands grew bolder,

his hand,