Page 21 of The Dragon and Her Thief
Kelsey followed her in and paused in the doorway. Her eyes grew wide at the size of the bathroom.
It was larger than her apartment.
Marble floors, dark wood double vanities, and a porcelain soaking tub with a walk-in shower next to it. There was even a chaise and side table along the wall.
It was like standing inside a luxury hotel bathroom.
“A bath or a shower?” Antha asked. Opening a drawer to one of the vanities, she placed toiletries on the granite countertop.
“A shower will be fine.” Kelsey had never had someone wait on her before. It was hard not to dismiss the woman.
She could prepare her own shower.
But since she said she was instructed, Kelsey would leave well enough alone. She didn’t want to get the woman into trouble.
So she sat patiently and waited for Antha to let her know when it was time to enter the shower.
“The shower is ready for you. I will bring you a change of clothes to wear.” Antha moved over to the door. “If you find you need anything else, press that button right there.” Antha pointed to a display on the wall near the door.
“Thank you.” Kelsey stood up and waited for the door to shut. Once Antha was gone, she began to explore the room. The drawers held everything a person would need. Different shower gels, lotions, make-up, and hair supplies. “This place is amazing.”
She dropped her robe and scurried over to the shower. The water was warm and felt so good against her sore muscles. Her body felt as if she had worked out. Kelsey stood under the spray of water and allowed it to flow all along her body.
Her gaze landed on the shower gel, shampoo, and conditioner Antha had placed on the shelf.
She took her time washing herself and her hair. Her shower at home had nothing on this one. She didn’t want to leave.
Once she was finished, she stepped out of the shower and reached for the towels hanging nearby, using one to wrap around her, and another to wrap around her wet hair.
Padding over to the vanity, she stared at herself in the mirror.
“Who are you?” she whispered. She had come to this castle with the intent of retrieving her family’s heirloom. But instead, she’d gotten way more than she bargained for.
Multiple orgasms, and the knowledge she was the mate of the mistress of the castle.
How was it possible she was able to sense Mythia and the connection between them?
She knew a few mixed species couples, and none of the humans had felt the mating bond.
What was special about her?
Kelsey closed her eyes and inhaled. Now that Mythia wasn’t near her, she could finally think clearly.
She was going to have to speak with Mythia and explain exactly why she came to the castle. She needed that necklace. She wasn’t leaving here without it.
After she finished blow drying her hair, she went into the bedroom. On the bed were clothes, just as Antha had promised. A black lace bra, a matching thong, and a long maxi dress with three quarter length sleeves. The dress was the same color as the lingerie.
She shrugged her shoulders and put them on. Surprisingly, they were the correct sizes.
“How did they know?” She spun around at the sound of the door opening and watched Mythia step into the room.
She exuded power and sex appeal. Her long dark hair was plaited into intricate braids and rested along her shoulders. She was dressed in a navy tunic and leather pants with high-heeled boots.
“Good morning, mate.” Mythia stopped in front of her. Her amber eyes glowed, even in the daylight. She cupped Kelsey’s cheeks and pressed her lips to hers.
Kelsey was unable to resist the kiss. She leaned into the shifter and opened her mouth. The kiss brought her body to life. Her hands slid up to rest at the base of Mythia’s neck. The kiss grew deeper until Mythia broke away from her. She grinned and ran her thumb along Kelsey’s bottom lip.
“Morning,” Kelsey breathed, her core pulsating with need.
