Episode 4 MAKE ME YOURS

It was the surely unsure feeling that Ashton felt when he heard what she said. An immediate frown crept into his face as he shook his head, leaving the woman in front of him confused.

A heavy sigh escaped from him.

"You just turned eighteen," he spoke. "I could still see you as a child to no avail."

But she was determined, even though the setting was messed up, she wanted to seek out her feelings thoroughly. So in a heartbeat, she took her guts and kissed him deeply.

Ashton wasn't responding to any of her kisses, her hands were already on his cheeks as she tiptoed to reach his lips. Catherine started to get annoyed while she decided to forcibly open his mouth so that their tongue could meet, but he just wouldn't let her.

"Catherine, you don't want this."

"Damn it, just kiss me back." Her tears flowed down as she grabbed his hand and guided its way to her mounds. "Touch me."

"Stop it," Ashton ordered.

Catherine let out an ironic burst of laughter.

"How could you kiss me first and then turn me down now? I know you also want this," she bit his lower lip as their eyes met. "You want to fuck me, admit it."

Ashton ruthlessly swallowed hard as he looked away, trying to keep his control. Catherine's phone suddenly lit up as it rang. Someone's calling. It got his attention, but it was clear that she didn't mind.

"Someone's calling you, Catherine," he mentioned. Catherine didn't listen and went ahead to pull him in so that she could kiss him again.

"Catherine."

Catherine went ahead and grabbed his hand, what she did made his eyes widen as he used it as an instrument to pleasure herself.

"Woman, what the fuck are you doing..." Anger was now evident in his face as he watched her pleased face.

Catherine continued grinding her hips against his fingers, biting her lips with the rhythm while he just watched her. Her phone continued ringing on the side of the sink as Catherine's body started heating up.

"Do you really want this?" Ashton asked as he swallowed hard. Catherine felt too sleepy to respond but was still determined to give him an answer.

"You said you're my mate, right?" She wrapped her arms around his neck as she reached for his ear. "Then I'm all yours tonight. Help me ease the pain I'm wearing... pleasure me, babe. Mark me as yours, Cassian Martin."

The last string of Cassian's patience was pulled off especially when Catherine recklessly traced his V line, eventually leading to his standing hard masculinity.

Ashton released curses as she pinned her again on the bathroom wall. He opened the shower, making the both of them wet with the running water as he grabbed Catherine's left leg and hooked it in his right forearm.

Her panties were never double with him 'cause just with one swipe of his fingers, he immediately managed to touch the part of her that no one had touched before.

'This is for the best,' Catherine thought. 'If he's really my mate, then I'm better off with him than his stupid nephew. I would rather lose my virginity to him.'

Ashton's face hardened as he watched her sleepy eyes, his fingers were doing their wonders by caressing her wet feminity. Until he finally slipped a finger in.

"Ahh..." A low moan escaped from Catherine's mouth. She put her forehead on his shoulder for support as she felt her legs trembling.

"Do you like it?" Ashton asked. She nodded weakly.

Ashton's other hand snaked on her back, and it didn't take a minute when she felt her bra being unclasped. Her cheeks blushed as she watched his reaction. Ashton was blankly looking at her breasts as she moved to let her brassiere fall to the floor.

"This is awkward..." Catherine whispered under her breath.

"You're beautiful, Catherine."

Cassian only added more fuel to the fire when he started caressing her mounds. Her moans immediately filled the room especially when he sucked on them alternately.

He then added another finger and started thrusting two fingers inside, Catherine started to lose her sanity. Ashton claimed her lips once again with hungry and suffocating kisses. Her heart was beating so fast inside her that she couldn't fully process what was going on.

"Tell me if it hurts, alright? I'll make it easy for you."

She couldn't believe that she was making out with Cassian Martin.

The man whom she thought hated her all his life. The one whom she thought she could never lay her fingers with.

"Nghh... do me faster, please," she begged. They both gasped for air after a long minute of kissing. She hugged him tight as she started grinding against his fingers.

"Fuck it, stay put, Catherine."

But she was too thrilled and turned on. She felt so hot that nothing else mattered to her aside from reaching a certain point that she wasn't even that familiar with.

Cassian held her hips to stop her from moving, but it was hard. Catherine bit her lips as she grabbed his busy hand and did its pace.

In the end, Cassian had no choice but to sigh as he roughly carried her towards his room. Catherine's legs immediately wrapped around his hips as both of them continued kissing. The thought of her being naked while he was still in his clothes makes her feel embarrassed, but at the same time, it's also turning her on even more.

When they reached his room, he recklessly dropped her to the bed as he began undressing.

"Cassian..." she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan.

The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him.

But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore.

Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long.

Her arms found support on the bed while Cassian slowly got on top of him.

"Ahhnghh..." she moaned when he started attacking her with hungry kisses. His fingers went again to touch her on her lower private part, while the other started massaging her breasts.

Cassian sucked on the skin on her neck slowly, determined to leave a mark. Until he reached his cleavage, he decides to leave a mark on there too before he began to suck on her mound.

Catherine couldn't help but arch her back, especially when his fingers started to thrust inside her at a fast pace.

"I feel like I'm going to pee," she mumbled in a weak voice." Cassian smiled as he kissed her cheeks. "Wait, stop it... length..."

He didn't listen and continued moving his fingers at a fast pace. Not so long after that, white liquid came dripping out in the sheets as Catherine's legs trembled tremendously.

"Are you tired already?" Cassian whispered in her ears.