LOGINThe last night of the contract arrived quieter than I expected.Three months had passed. The villa no longer felt temporary. My clothes had slowly migrated into Cassian’s closet. The guest room stayed empty. Every morning I woke up with him already inside me or already hard against my back. Every evening ended the same way — full, marked, and claimed.Cassian didn’t mention the end date all day.He used me in the morning against the bathroom counter, slow and deep, one hand around my throat while he watched us in the mirror. He kept me naked afterward, the way he always did. At noon he bent me over the outdoor dining table and fucked me until I came untouched onto the stone. In the afternoon he edged me for almost an hour on the living-room floor before finally letting me finish in his mouth.But he never said anything about me leaving.When night fell he called me into the bedroom with a single look.I walked in already hard. Cassian stood by the bed in only black pants, watching me.
Cassian didn’t edge me that morning.He took me hard from the second I opened my eyes.I woke to him already pushing inside me, one hand pinned around both my wrists above my head, the other gripping my thigh and shoving it higher so he could drive deeper. There was no slow build. No careful stretch. Just the thick, relentless push of his cock forcing me open while I was still half-asleep and gasping.“Look at me,” he ordered.I did.His eyes were darker than usual. There was no playfulness in them. Only intent. He fucked me like that — deep, heavy, almost punishing strokes — until the headboard slammed against the wall in a steady rhythm. Every thrust punched the air out of my lungs. My cock was trapped between us, already hard and leaking against his stomach.Cassian leaned down and bit the side of my neck hard enough to make me cry out. Then he moved lower and sucked a dark mark onto my collarbone, still thrusting the entire time. When he finally released my skin, I knew the bruise
Cassian didn’t fuck me when I woke up.That was the first sign that the day would be different.I opened my eyes to find him already dressed in dark pants and a black shirt, standing at the foot of the bed and watching me. I was still naked under the sheets, still faintly sticky from the day before. My cock was hard against my stomach the second I registered his gaze.He didn’t touch it.“Get up,” he said. “Shower. Don’t touch yourself. Meet me in the living room in ten minutes.”I did what he ordered.The shower felt too long and too short at the same time. Every time the water ran over my cock I had to grip the tiles and force myself not to stroke. When I walked into the living room still naked and damp, Cassian was sitting on the wide couch with a folder of papers open on his lap.He looked up once.“Kneel.”I dropped to my knees between his legs. Cassian set the papers aside, unzipped his pants, and freed his cock. He was already half-hard. He didn’t tell me to suck him. He just l
By early afternoon the heat had settled over the villa like a second skin.Cassian told me to follow him outside. I was still naked. He hadn’t let me put clothes on since morning. Every step through the house made more of him leak down my thighs. My cock hung heavy and half-hard again despite how many times he had already used me.The private pool was a long rectangle of dark water surrounded by stone and trees. No other houses in sight. No one to see. Cassian walked to the edge, pulled off his sweatpants, and dove in without a word. I stood there watching the water close over his body, heart already racing.When he surfaced he looked at me and said simply:“In.”I stepped into the water.It was cooler than I expected. The second I was fully submerged Cassian was already moving toward me. His hands found my waist under the surface and pulled me against him. I felt the hard length of his cock press against my stomach. He kissed me without warning — deep, controlled, tasting of heat and
I woke to the feeling of being stretched open.For a second I didn’t understand where I was. The bed was too large, the sheets too expensive, the air too quiet. Then the thick, blunt pressure inside me registered fully and my eyes flew open.Cassian was behind me.His chest pressed against my back. One arm was locked around my waist, holding me still. His cock was already halfway inside me, pushing deeper in slow, deliberate increments while I was still half-asleep. The stretch burned in the best way. My hole fluttered around him as he sank the rest of the way in until his hips were flush against my ass.“Morning,” he said against the back of my neck, voice rough with sleep.I made a broken sound. My cock was already hard against the sheets. Cassian’s hand slid down and wrapped around it, stroking once, slow and tight.“You slept with me still leaking out of you,” he muttered. “I checked. Filthy.”He started moving.Deep, unhurried thrusts that made the mattress shift under us. Every
The villa sat at the end of a long private road, surrounded by trees and silence.I stepped out of the car with my suitcase and stared at the place Cassian Nyx had hired me to live in for the next three months. White stone. Dark wood. Floor-to-ceiling glass that reflected the late afternoon light. It looked expensive and isolated in a way that made my stomach tighten.Cassian opened the door himself.He was taller than I remembered from the video interview. Dark shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, expression unreadable. His eyes moved over me once — from my face down to my shoes and back up — before he stepped aside.“Come in. I’ll show you where you’ll sleep.”The interior was even quieter than the outside. High ceilings. Minimal furniture. Everything clean and controlled, just like him. He led me down a hallway and pushed open a door to a guest room that was larger than my entire old apartment. A big bed. An attached bathroom. A window that looked out onto the private pool.“This i
"That's..." Cassian's grip tightened."Dangerous. If I can feel your true intentions—""Then you'll know I mean what I say."Adrian met his eyes. "Isn't that what you wanted? Truth?"Cassian laughed—startled and genuine. "You're either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.""You keep saying that."
The bond was driving Adrian insane.Three days after his agreement with Cassian, and he couldn't get any privacy.Not physical privacy—that was fine. But emotional privacy? Completely gone.Every strong feeling broadcast directly to the Demon Lord. And worse, Cassian's emotions leaked back.Current
"He knows the plot is changing."Seraphina continued quietly."And he hates it."A chill traveled down Elian's spine."How do you know all this?""Because he recruited me."She pulled a glowing crystal from her pocket."I pretended to join him."Elian stared at the crystal.Then at her."You infilt
"And there's something else," Cassian said, moving closer again. "Your soul recognizes mine. Not just through the bond—it knew me before we met. Knew me and..." He tilted his head. "Pitied me.Why?Adrian's mind raced. He couldn't tell the truth. But Cassian would sense a lie through the bond.Half







