Page 74 of Secrets & Curses of Cerithia

Realization set in his eyes, making them glow in the darkness of his tent.

“Is this my prize?”

I swallowed hard and nodded, too scared to say anything. I had never seduced a man. Not like this. I had gotten a few kisses, yes. Nothing more, ever. I stood up as he sat on the edge of his bed, watching me. Slowly, I unbuttoned my cloak. On the last button, I took a deep breath as his golden eyes swirled with blackness. Here goes nothing. I let it fall open.

A loud hum of approval filled the tent when he saw my lack of clothing. I slid the cloak off and let it pool at my feet. Cassius’ eyes never left me. He watched every movement like he needed it to breathe.

I took a small step forward. He still hadn’t said anything, and I had never done this. Did I misread this? Maybe he didn’t actually want me in this way. Maybe it was just harmless flirting for him. Heat covered my cheeks as doubt crept in, making my chest tight with worry.

“I should go,” I whispered and grabbed my cloak.

“I don’t think so, my love,” he ground through clenched teeth as he picked me up and hauled me to the bed. I yelped and dropped my cloak.

He sat on the edge with me straddling his lap. I could feel how much he liked this when his hard length pressed against me. His hands ran over my bare back and hips. I didn’t know what men thought was attractive. Every part of me was filled out and curved. I had been worried that he wouldn’t like what he saw, but his eyes drifted over me and turned black. His big hands squeezed the flesh of my ass as he pulled me tightly against him.

“Kiss me,” he demanded.

I did so without hesitation. My lips parted for his tongue as it pushed into mine. My hands ran over the stubble on his chin before running through his dark, chaotic hair. He hummed in approval when my hips moved at their own pace, tearing his mouth from mine so he could kiss down my neck. His stubble scraped against my sensitive skin, leaving red marks.

I sighed heavily into the silent tent when his tongue ran over my nipple before sucking it into his hot mouth. His teeth and tongue teased it so perfectly before moving to the other.

“Cassius,” I said with a plea.

“Does my little viper like this?” he purred as his hands grabbed my breasts and he brought his mouth back down to tease them. My hips rolled faster against him, and he finally grabbed me, pausing my movements.

“Gods above, give me a minute,” he groaned. “You’re killing me.”

My cheeks flushed.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

His face snapped up to mine with an odd look.

“That’s not what I meant. I mean, it feels too good, and I need a minute to collect myself,” he reassured me softly, but his eyes bounced between mine.

“Oh.” I felt my cheeks redden even more. Gods, I was going to mess this up.

Something flicked over his face as he turned us over and laid me on my back. His mouth found mine as his hand slid down my body. He didn’t bother pulling off my underwear. He shredded them with little effort. My hips bucked up when his fingers slid over me.

“So wet for me already," he said, eyes gleaming.

I swallowed hard as his fingers teased me softly before sinking deep into me.

“Fuck,” I moaned into the air.

“You look so pretty like this, my love.”

His fingers moved slowly, his thumb rubbing me so perfectly that I could feel a weird sensation building up inside of me. It felt like I was climbing and climbing, just waiting for the right moment to free fall from high above. I realized I was making whimpering noises and shut my mouth. His fingers stopped as soon as I did, though. My eyes flew open and I glared at him.

“Don’t you dare hide those noises from me, Thea. Those are mine, and I want to hear every fucking one of them fall from that pretty mouth of yours.”

I nodded, and his fingers moved again, making me moan with pleasure.

“Good girl,” he hummed in approval at my noises. At this point, I didn’t even care if anyone else heard me. The climbing sensation kept on rising until an orgasm tore through me at his praise. I called out his name as his fingers slowed down their movements to prolong my waves of pleasure. My arms crushed him against me as my hips rolled into his fingers to ride out my orgasm for as long as I could.

“Fucking beautiful,” he growled as his lips crushed mine. He removed his fingers and crawled over me, then nestled between my thighs, giving me soft kisses for a moment until I was able to open my eyes again. His handsome face looked at me like I hung the moon and stars.

“Are you sure about this?” he whispered softly, stroking me in reassurance.

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