Chapter 268 - Whispers in the Dark *
Panting, Jai stared at the translucent streaks swirling down the drain, his face burning with a mixture of shame and lingering pleasure. The water was hot, nearly scalding, but it did nothing to cleanse the heat still coiled deep within him. His breath came in ragged bursts, his chest rising and falling rapidly as if he had run a marathon instead of just... that.
’Ugh, what am I even doing...? This... this is too shameful... When did I become so lewd?’
The water washed away the evidence, but not the memory—his body still hummed with the aftershocks of something new, something he hadn’t expected. His skin tingled, oversensitive, every nerve ending alight with the ghost of his own touch. He had never indulged like this before, never let himself want like this. And now that he had, he wasn’t sure he could stop.
He stepped out of the shower, droplets clinging to his flushed skin, the cool air raising goosebumps along his arms. The mirror was fogged, the glass streaked with condensation, but even through the haze, his reflection was undeniable.
His breath hitched.
What the hell...?
His face wasn’t just flushed—it was crimson, his cheeks stained a deep, mortified red, the kind that spread down his neck and painted his collarbones in a telltale blush. His lips, slightly parted, looked swollen, as if he’d been biting them, sucking on them, begging without words. And his eyes—
Oh god, his eyes.
His pupils were blown wide, dark and dilated, swallowing nearly all the color of his irises. They glittered with an unnatural sheen, almost predatory, like some seductive fox from the folktales his grandfather used to tell him. A shiver ran down his spine, his stomach tightening at the sight.
I look... dangerous.
And then there were his nipples.