CASSIAN’S POV
The soft glow of the laptop screen illuminated the darkened bedroom, casting dim lights across the scattered papers on the nightstand.
I sat propped against the headboard, my glasses perched on the bridge of my nose, my fingers moving methodically across the keyboard as I worked through the mountain of reports that had been piling up for days.
It’s been three days since I arrived at Silvercrest.
Three days since Lyra had looked into my eyes and told me that she belonged to Kael.
The pain of her rejection still sat like a stone in my chest.
I could still remember the look in her eyes when she accepted it, when she held my gaze and had the guts to tell me she slept with my rival.
The hurt I felt, the humiliation I suffered, the quiet surrender..
that image lingered in my mind no matter how hard I tried to push it away.
But then I thought about the marriage ceremony.
I thought about the look on Kael’s face when he finally discovered the truth about the woman he had chosen.
And somehow, the anticipation dulled the pain.
Every time I remembered the humiliation Lyra had put me through, the thought of what was coming made the hurt a little easier to bear.
Soon, everything would change.
And when Kael finally learned who she truly was, I would be there to watch it happen with a smile on my face.
I heard the bathroom door open, the soft padding of bare feet against the hardwood floor, but I didn’t look up.
I couldn’t afford to lose my concentration now, not when there was so much to be done before morning.
There’s too much at stake to let distractions win.
“You’re still working?”
Sabrina’s voice was soft, carrying a note of concern that made something in my chest tighten.
I heard her approach, felt the warmth of her presence as she drew closer.
“I have to finish this before morning,” I murmured, my eyes still fixed on the screen.
“The quarterly reports are due, and the board is breathing down my neck.”
The laptop was gently lifted from my lap, and I blinked, my hands hovering in the air where the keyboard had been.
Before I could protest, Sabrina swung her leg over me, straddling my lap and settling her weight directly on my cock.
The warmth of her through the thin silk of her nightgown sent a jolt of electricity through my body.
“Take a break,” she said.
“It’s late, Cassian.
You need rest.”
“Sabrina, I really need to…”
She reached up and slid my glasses off my face, setting them carefully on the nightstand.
The world blurred slightly without them, but I could still see her clearly… the curve of her lips, the fire in her eyes, the way her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders.
“I need you,” she said simply.
“I need you, Cassian.”
Something inside me snapped.
The tension I had been holding onto for days melted away, replaced by a burning need that had been simmering beneath the surface.
My hands found her hips, gripping them firmly as I pulled her closer.
“Then take what you need,” I growled, my voice rough with want.
She leaned in and kissed me, her lips soft and demanding against mine.
The taste of her was intoxicating, and I groaned into her mouth as her tongue slid against my own.
My hands moved up her back, fingers tracing the curve of her spine as she pressed herself against me.
Sabrina pulled back just enough to slide my shirt off my shoulders, her fingers grazing my skin in a way that made me shiver.
Then she lowered her head, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck.
I tipped my head back, a low moan escaping my lips as she found the sensitive spot just below my jaw.
“Fuck, Sabrina,” I breathed, my hands gripping her ass and pulling her forward, grinding her against the growing hardness between my legs.
“You have no idea what you do to me.”
“Show me,” she whispered against my skin.
“I want to feel it.”
I slid the strap of her nightgown off her shoulder, revealing the smooth curve of her breast.
My mouth found her nipple, and I sucked it into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the hardened peak.
She gasped, her fingers threading through my hair, pulling me closer.
“Cassian,” she moaned, her hips grinding against me.
“Oh, god.”
I released her nipple and grabbed her waist, flipping her onto her back in one swift motion.
She landed on the mattress with a soft gasp, her hair fanning out around her.
I pulled off her nightgown completely, exposing her beautiful body to my hungry gaze.
“Look at you,” I murmured, my voice thick with desire.
“So perfect.
So fucking perfect.”
I kissed down her body, my lips trailing kisses across her collarbone, over her breast, down to the soft curve of her stomach.
She shuddered beneath me, her fingers clutching the sheets as I made my way lower.
“Cassian, please,” she begged, her voice breathless.
“I need more.”
“Not yet,” I said, my lips brushing against her inner thigh.
“I want to taste you first.”
She gasped as my tongue found her center, parting her slick folds and drinking her in.
I groaned at the taste of her, my hands gripping her thighs as I buried my face between her legs.
Her hips bucked against me, her moans filling the room as I devoured her.
“Fuck, Cassian,” she cried out, her fingers fisting in my hair.
“Don’t stop.
Please, don’t stop.”
I licked, sucked, and teased her mercilessly, bringing her to the edge of release before pulling back.
She whimpered in frustration, her hips chasing my mouth.
“No, no, no, Cassian.” She whined.
“Please…”
“You’re so beautiful when you beg,” I said, my voice husky.
“I could watch you fall apart all night.”
“Cassian…,” she said, her eyes glazed with desire.
“Finish what you started.
Please.”
I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right as I continued to work her clit with my tongue.
Her body arched off the bed, her moans becoming desperate as she neared her peak.
“I’m close,” she gasped.
“Cassian, I’m so close…”
“Come for me,” I commanded her.
“Let me feel you come undone.”
She shattered with a cry, her body convulsing around my fingers as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
I watched her fall apart, a primal satisfaction surging through me as I felt her release on my tongue.
When her trembling subsided, I pulled back and quickly shed my remaining clothes.
I positioned myself between her legs, the head of my cock pressing against her entrance.
“Oh fuck!” She cupped her breast between her palm.
“That feels so good.
She looked up at me, her eyes heavy-lidded and inviting.
“I need to be inside you,” I said, my voice strained.
“I need to feel you around me.”
“Then take me,” she whispered.
“Fuck me, Cassian.
Make me yours.”
I thrust into her in one deep stroke, and we both moaned at the sensation.
She was so tight, so wet, so perfect around me.
I began to move, my hips finding a rhythm that had her gasping beneath me.
“Oh god!” she moaned, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“Yes.
Right there.
Just like that, Cassian.”
“You feel incredible,” I groaned, my forehead pressed against hers.
“So tight around my cock.
So fucking perfect.”
“Harder,” she begged.
“Please, harder.”
I obliged, my thrusts becoming more relentless, more primal.
The sound of our bodies meeting filled the room, punctuated by her moans and my groans of pleasure.
“Tell me, baby, whose cock do you enjoy the most?” I asked.
“Who makes you scream the loudest?”
“You!” Her voice echoed through the room.
“It’s only you, Cassian.”
“That’s right.” I pulled out completely and slammed back in.
“This pussy is mine.” I growled.
“Only mine.”
“Fuck…” Tears streamed down her cheeks.
“You’re so deep.”
“Yeah?” I laughed.
“But you’ve always liked it like this…” I leaned forward and kissed her.
“…hard and deep inside your pretty pussy.”
I could feel myself getting closer, the pressure building at the base of my spine.
“Look at me,” I commanded, and her eyes met mine.
“I want to see you when you come.
I want to watch you fall apart on my cock.”
“Cassian….” she gasped, her body tensing beneath me, her pussy tightening around me.
“I’m going to…”
“Come with me,” I growled.
“Come for me, Lyra.”
Sabrina’s head snapped up at me.
“What the fuck did you just call me?”
Fuck.