LOGINAuthor's POV After numerous rounds of lovemaking, where Isabelle had more orgasms than she could count, Cassian finally reached his peak and spilled his semen in her warm cunt. She took all of it without protest, her walls squeezing and clenching his length as she milked him dry. Their gazes locked onto each other as they both breathed hard, Isabelle's pace perfectly matching Cassian's ragged breathing. Cassian supported his upper body on his elbow as he stared at the little woman who lay weakly beneath him.Her face was flushed with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her hair was scattered messily, and her lips were parted as she breathed through them.Her usually large eyes looked dazed and droopy as if she were just a few seconds from falling asleep. She looked so docile and innocent as she blinked slowly like a newborn baby checking out their new surroundings. She looked so cute that Cassian wanted to hide her from the whole world.He was the only one who deserved to see
Yvette's POV "Taste yourself on me later," he said, a wicked promise in his voice, before capturing my lips in a slower kiss, letting me taste the salt of my own arousal. His cock strained against me still, hard and insistent, a reminder that this was far from over. "We're not done, sweetheart. Not by a long shot. I want to feel this tight virgin pussy around me, stretching for my cock until you're begging for more." My heart stuttered at his words, fear and excitement warring inside me. This was Cassian—dangerous, intense, the man who'd upended my world—and I was falling deeper into this twisted romance we'd started. He shifted us then, laying me back on the bed with careful strength, his wounded arm forgotten in the heat. His hands roamed my body, stripping away my night gown to bare my breasts fully, his mouth descending to suck one nipple into the wet heat of his mouth.I arched, moaning softly, the tenderness after the storm making everything feel even more intimate, more
Isabelle threaded her fingers into his hair, holding him there, her other hand clutching the headboard for leverage as her body undulated against him. He switched to the other nipple, teeth grazing the areola in a teasing scrape, the faint coppery taste of her skin blooming on his tongue while he hummed his approval, the vibration making her thighs quiver. "You're doing so good, sweetheart," he praised between licks, his breath fanning her wet skin, cooling it into gooseflesh. "Your tits respond to me like they were made for my hands. So responsive, sweetheart. You're going to feel everything I give you." Tears pricked her eyes—not from pain, but from the raw intensity of it all. She'd never been touched like this…never felt so exposed, so desired. Her body trembled in his lap, the bulge of his erection pressing insistently against her soaked panties, and she shifted, embarrassed by how wet she already was. Cassian noticed, of course… and his eyes gleamed with satisfacti
Author's POV Isabelle's world narrowed to the press of Cassian's lips against hers. He kissed her softly, like a tentative exploration that sent a shiver racing down her spine. His mouth moulding to hers with a restraint that made her pulse stutter, the faint salt of his skin mingling with the clean, soapy scent rising from his still-damp hair. She froze for a heartbeat, her hands still braced on his chest.Her hands fisted the silk of his pyjama top where it stretched across his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath her palms—faster than she'd expected, mirroring the frantic rhythm echoing in her own ears. This was the first time Cassian had kissed her like this; it felt raw and consuming, his lips parting hers with a slow, deliberate pressure that coaxed her mouth open. Her breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping as his tongue brushed hers, warm and insistent, tasting faintly of mint from whatever he'd used in the shower. The sensation pooled low in her belly, a
I sat in silence for what felt like an eternity. While I was still lost in thought after my call with Ryan, the bathroom door opened and Cassian stepped out in his silk pajamas, his intense gaze immediately falling on me. "Why are you sitting there?" "Huh?" I blurted, and got myself together, "I…I was waiting for you," I added quickly. Cassian's intense gaze remained on me for a long time before he nodded. "There's a towel and a night gown inside for you," he gestured to the bathroom. "Oh…okay, thanks," I let out and hurriedly made my way to the bathroom, hoping he didn't see how nervous I was. I only let out the breath I didn't know I was holding when the bathroom door shut behind me. What the hell, Yvette? It's just bathing… Besides this would happen every day after you get married… Just get used to it. I inwardly scolded myself and began taking off my dress. I don't remember getting under the shower, bathing, and scrubbing myself until my skin became red. My thoughts wer
Yvette's POV I melted into Cassian as he sealed his lips over mine. The kiss didn't start with the violence of his usual demands. Instead, it was a slow, deliberate exploration—as if he were trying to memorise the texture of my soul through the seam of my lips.He took his time; he kissed me slowly as if savouring every movement. His tongue teased mine in a steady rhythm… His right hand stayed on the side of my face holding me in place. I kissed him back with equal intensity, holding onto his shoulders to steady myself. I felt like I was unravelling, piece by piece, and he was the only thing holding me together.The warmth of his mouth and the way his chest rose beneath mine – it was all too much… too good. Then his phone rang. Cassian groaned into my mouth, pulling away with a frustrated sigh and picking up his phone, swiping it to answer. He placed the phone to his ear, his gaze holding me in place. "Speak," he said into the phone, voice low and controlled. I didn't hear wh
The silence in the room was deafening. I could feel my pulse thundering in my throat. I looked at Ryan, silently glaring at him to leave us alone. Why was he even stalling? Ryan finally relented, though his expression was one of pure venom. He grabbed Roxanne's arm. "Come on, Roxy. His Majesty w
For a second, I felt a surge of triumph. This was my window. If they went to the garden, I'd have twenty minutes to get into his room and find that diary. But then, I saw my phone sitting on the side table. "What is my phone doing here?" Rita, who was standing on the side, answered. "One of the
"Are you ready?" Estelle asked softly beside me.I inhaled slowly, steadying my breath, and lifted my chin. "Yes," I whispered.The doors swung open, and every voice below seemed to fade as I took my first step down the staircase. One step… Then another. Their eyes turned, their conversations pa
Three days later… Throughout the night and up until this morning, I found that I couldn't sleep. I didn't know if it was the knowledge that I'm officially Isabelle Quinn or the fact that I'd be meeting Cassian Knight, the mad Lycan king, today that kept me awake, but sleep was far away from me.







