Cassian
I ran my fingers slowly through Elvie’s soft hair, enjoying the quiet stillness of the early morning. She was fast asleep beside me, her head resting heavily against my chest while one arm lay lazily draped across my stomach. A faint snore escaping her lips every now and then.
Looking down at her, she looked so peaceful as if she weren’t the exact same girl who had nearly shattered my sanity last night.
God, I had been so fucking angry. Seeing her stand inside that godforsaken Norman house had sent a wave of pure rage through my veins. Maybe it wouldn’t have pissed me off quite as much if she had just been casually attending as a guest, but watching Evelyn Norman try to publicly embarrass her in front of half the city’s high society? That was what pushed me straight over the edge. It made my blood boil to the point where I couldn’t control my tongue when we got home, roaring at her the second we walked through the door.
I knew I was partly to blame for the misunderstanding. I hadn’t told her I got an invite either. I originally had no intention of going. I had already made it clear to Asher when he brought the invite to my office. The art commission was slated to take two full days. But the project wrapped up earlier than expected, bringing me back into town a day ahead of schedule.
Then Julian called with a heads-up. He mentioned the high profile investor who was planning to partner with Norman, which accordingly to him was a suspicious business and that I needed to intercept. That was the only reason I put on a suit and showed up at that party.
I never expected to see Elvie there. And then she slammed right into that exact same man, spilling drinks all over his expensive suit. But what truly infuriated me wasn’t the mess or the broken glass it was the audacity of Norman’s wife, trying to force Elvie onto her knees to clean his shoes like hired help.
And that broke my heart and fueled my anger even more was seeing the hesitation in Elvie’s eyes, as if she were actually contemplating yielding to that woman’s cruelty just to avoid a scene.
I didn’t give a damn about the consequences after that. I knew Norman and his snobbish guests would gossip. I knew people would talk after I grabbed her wrist and hauled her out. But to hell with all of them. I couldn’t care less about their opinions.
A soft sigh broke through my thoughts. Elvie stirred against my chest, snapping me out of my trance. She rubbed her face against my skin before slowly fluttering her eyes open. Her sleepy, breathtaking gaze locked straight onto mine, soft and warm in the morning light.
"Good morning..." she murmured, her voice thick with sleep and a tiny smile touched my lips.
"Good morning, little birdie," I replied, my fingers tracing the soft line of her jawline, brushing away a few stray strands of hair from her face. Seeing her like this, relaxed, warm, and safe in my arms, made the lingering rage inside my chest settle down just a bit.
Elvie shifted slightly, burying her face deeper into the crook of my neck for a second before looking back up at me. "How long have you been awake?" she whispered softly.
"Long enough," I murmured, resting my thumb gently against her lower lip. "How are you feeling?"
The tiny smile on her face faded. She let out a small, quiet sigh, her gaze dipping down toward my chest. "A little headache... but better. Thank you for staying with me."
"I’m not going anywhere," I said firmly, sliding my hand down to the small of her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between us. "Especially not after yesterday."
She went quiet for a moment, tracing small, mindless patterns on my chest with her index finger. "Cassian... about last night—"
"You don’t need to apologize," I cut in gently, stopping her before she could blame herself again. "I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you. I was furious, Elvie. But my anger wasn’t meant for you."
She raised her eyes to meet mine, searching my face. "You still haven’t told me why you were at the party. You said you were out of town."
"The commission finished early," I explained, running my hand up and down her spine. "And there was someone I was supposed to meet there that was why I went there." I paused, my jaw tightening for a fraction of a second as I added, "I had no idea I’d find you there."
Elvie bit her bottom lip softly, nodding as she processed my words. "I really just wanted to delete those pictures and leave, Cassian. I didn’t want him hanging that over my head anymore."
"I know," I murmured, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss onto her forehead. "And you don’t have to worry about that. I’m handling him."
She looked up at me, a flicker of worry in her eyes. "What are you going to do?"
I offered her a small smile, smoothing her hair back once more. "Nothing for you to stress your head about, little birdie. Just focus on resting today. Freshen up. I will go make breakfast."
I was about to get out of the bed when she stopped me. "Can we shower together?" she muttered, her hand stayed wrapped around my wrist.
And fuck if that simple request didn’t make a certain beast between my legs twitch violently.
I had literally exercised every ounce of self-control I possessed last night because she was so shaken up. Holding her completely naked in my arms under the covers all night had been sweet torture, constantly messing with my head.
My eyes flicked down to her chest, catching the soft glow of her cleavage peeking out in the morning light. My jaw clenched hard. I couldn’t hold back anymore.
Without a word, I threw the bedcovers off our bodies and scooped her up into my arms bridal style. Elvie let out a tiny gasp before wrapping her arms around my neck, resting her cheek against my chest.
I carried her across the room, kicking her bathroom door wide open with my foot. I stepped inside and lowered her gently into the bathtub.
Keeping my eyes locked on hers, my hands reached for the waistband of my pants—the only thing I had kept on last night to stop myself from taking her right then and there. I pushed them down together with my briefs, stepping completely out of them.
Elvie took in my body, her dark eyes dropping straight down to where my thick erection stood fully hard, straining toward her.
I reached over to grab her body wash and turned on the tap, warm water filling the tub. Stepping into the warm water, I slid in right behind her, spreading my legs so she could rest comfortably against my chest.
Reaching around her waist, my fingers unclasped her bra, pulling it off her arms before sliding her damp panties down her legs. Now she was completely naked, her soft, smooth ass pressing directly against my throbbing cock.
I squeezed a generous dollop of sweet-smelling body wash into my palm, working it into a rich lather. I brought my hands to her skin, trailing them slowly from the side of her delicate neck down over her collarbones, before sliding down to mold her full breasts in my hands.
Elvie let out a low, breathless moan that vibrated against my chest. Her head rolled back against my shoulder, and her fingers reached down, gripping my bare thigh tight as I rolled her nipples between my thumbs.
"God, you feel so damn good, little birdie," I growled into her ear, my fingers sliding further down, sinking past her flat stomach until they buried directly into her slick, drenched pussy. A sharp, gasping moan tore from her throat as I stroked two fingers across her sensitive center. She was already so wet for me, dripping around my touch.
"Cassian..." she whimpered, her body arching back against mine, pressing her smooth ass right up against my rigid length.
"Yes baby, that’s me. I am the only one that is capable of making you feel this," I growled softly, my lips brushing against her ear as I slipped one finger straight inside her tight pussy.
She let out a soft cry, tilting her head towards me, her glazed eyes finding mine in the steam-filled bathroom. The sight of her completely vulnerable, flushed with desire, and completely mine nearly drove me off the deep end.
I didn’t rush. I worked my fingers inside her, taking my time to stretch her tight body until she was writhing against my chest, her hips instinctively rolling into my hand. She was practically begging without speaking a single word.
"You like that, don’t you?" I murmured, my thumb finding her swollen clit and applying a firm, slow pressure.
"Yes... please, Cassian," she breathlessly begged, her fingernails digging deeper into my bare thigh.
I pulled my hand back from between her legs, bringing the wet slickness to my own aching cock. I hooked my hands under her thighs, lifting her slightly in the tub and repositioning her right over my hard tip.
I guided the blunt head of my cock to her wet opening. Slowly, agonizingly, I sunk deep into her tight, hot body in one smooth push.
"Oh my God!" Elvie threw her head back against my shoulder with a sharp, ecstatic gasp, her hands flying back to wrap around my neck, holding on for dear life as her walls clenched tight around me.
"Fuck," I groaned through gritted teeth, my jaw locking as the intense heat of her gripped me like a vice. "You’re so damn tight, little birdie."
It would be over my dead body if I allow her to go back to that house again. Damn! I will burn the world than allow her to shed tears because of Asher or his family.
I held her hips, establishing a deep, slow rhythm, lifting her and lowering her onto my cock until the splash of warm water and the rhythmic slap of skin echoed off the bathroom walls. Every single thrust was heavy, possessive, and deliberate, filling her completely.
She whimpered with every downward plunge, her body shuddering as the pleasure built up fast between us.
"Cassian... I—I’m close," she gasped, her inner muscles pulsing violently around me.
"Take it," I growled into her neck, increasing the speed of my thrusts, pounding up into her deepest spot. "Clench around me and give it all to me."
That was all it took. Elvie let out a high, ringing moan as her body went completely rigid, her sweet release crashing over her in intense waves. Her tight walls clamped around my cock so hard I couldn’t hold back anymore.
With a low, guttural roar, I drove deep into her one last time, holding her pinned tight against my chest as I hit climax too.
We sat together in the steaming water, both of us breathing heavily, her heart pounding wildly against my chest while I wrapped my arms securely around her, pressing a soft, lingering kiss onto her wet shoulder as she leaned back into me, completely exhausted and completely safe.