All Chapters of The Devil's Nurse: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Reina’s POVThe red light had become a living thing, pulsing against my eyelids even when I squeezed them shut. Every breath tasted of leather, sweat, and the faint copper of my own bitten lip. My nipples were raw from his teeth, swollen and hypersensitive, brushing the cross with every ragged inhale. Between my thighs, the air itself felt abrasive…my pussy so swollen, so slick with cum.Cassian’s hands were everywhere, but never gentle now. He dragged large palms down my sides, nails scraping the welts, making me hiss. His stubble rasped over the shell of my ear as he leaned in, breath hot and humid. “You smell like sin,” he growled, voice shredded. “Like my cum and your tears and every filthy thing I’ve done to you.”I couldn’t answer. My throat was raw, voice reduced to broken whimpers. My wrists strained in the cuffs. My ankles were spread so wide the tendons in my hips screamed, the stretch a constant, exquisite ache. I could feel every inch of where he’d been…my pussy gaping,

Reina’s POVDays had passed. Peaceful ones.The kind of days that almost made me forget the chaos we crawled out from.Cassian had changed…or maybe, he’d just finally slowed down enough to let me see the softer side of him again. There was no more distance, no more nights filled with guilt or pain. Just quiet moments. Shared meals. Long silences that didn’t need words.Oh and we’ve fucked everywhere around the mansion late at night when the entire house was asleep. The courtyard, the garden, the kitchen, the living room. I punished him for denying me all these by pretending he couldn’t walk all those months. And somewhere between all that, we found each other again.He proposed to me…again… just the two of us under the stars, at midnight in the garden. The air smelled of jasmine, soft music played from a speaker he’d placed near the fountain, and fairy lights blinked lazily on the trees.He didn’t make a speech this time. He just looked at me, eyes gentle, voice raw.And of course,

Cassian’s POVI couldn’t sit still.I’d been pacing the length of the room for over an hour, my chest tight, my palms sweating, my thoughts running wild. Every time I looked at her lying there so still, a part of me died all over again.The doctor had come and gone, and said she only hit her head…no serious damage, just a concussion…but that she needed rest. Easy for her to say. She wasn’t the one who watched her collapse. She wasn’t the one who almost lost his mind seeing the woman he loves lying lifeless on the cold floor.I’d told her. I told her to stay away from Candy. Hell, to stay away from everyone in this goddamn house. But she never listens.Abby had been given a shot for the reaction and she was sleeping. Candy won’t let me close to her, ranting how I chose Reina over Abby. I stopped at the edge of the bed, rubbing my hand over my face. My heart still hadn’t slowed down since the moment she hit the ground. I had nearly dropped Abby out of pure shock. Leon had yelled my n

Reina’s POVI tried to focus on the road ahead, but Cassian’s hand wouldn’t stay still. It started at my thigh, moved to my stomach, then up to my neck, tracing lazy circles that sent heat through my skin.“Cassian,” I muttered, giving him a warning look. “Leon’s right there.”“So?” he said flatly, eyes on me. “He’s seen worse.”Leon shifted slightly in the driver’s seat, clearly pretending not to hear.“Still,” I said under my breath, pushing his hand off gently. “Behave.”Cassian grinned and leaned closer, his lips brushing my ear. “You tell me to behave, and then you wear this dress? Do you know what that does to me?”I turned away quickly, pressing my knees together, trying not to give him the satisfaction of seeing me blush.“Promise me you won’t do anything crazy when we meet my uncle,” I said, glaring at him through the reflection of the window.He chuckled. “Crazy? Me?”“Cassian, I mean it,” I warned. “He’s…strict. He’s not like your people. Just… try to act normal for once.”

Reina’s POVHe pulled out, the sudden emptiness making me whimper. His hands spun me around fast, my back hitting the counter. Before I could catch my breath, he hooked his arm under my left knee and yanked my leg up high, opening me wide. My heel scraped his shoulder blade as he pinned it there.His eyes locked on mine, dark and feral. “Look at me while I fuck you. Look at the devil.”He slammed back in, one brutal thrust that buried him to the root. My head snapped back, a raw cry tearing from my throat. The new angle was deeper, sharper, his cock dragging against my front wall with every stroke. “Fuck, you take me so good,” he rasped, hips pistoning hard. The counter rattled under us, my ass sliding on the marble with each impact. His free hand gripped my throat, not squeezing, just holding me still so I couldn’t look away.I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging through his shirt. My raised leg trembled…he tightened his grip, using it to pull me onto him harder. The wet sound of