All Chapters of Falling for my husband's twin brother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Seraphina's POV “I should’ve known you’d sneak away from me,” Cassian murmured into my hair, his voice thick with sleep.“You scared me,” I breathed, laughing softly.“You weren’t in bed. I panicked.”“I just needed a drink,” I said, twisting in his arms slightly. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”“You didn’t.” His lips brushed my temple. “But I don’t like waking up without you anymore.”My heart squeezed.He pulled me tighter against him, hands moving slowly, one of them flattening across my stomach again like it was his favorite place to rest.“You’re warm,” I whispered.He dipped his head lower, his lips grazing the side of my neck. “So are you.”I turned to face him.The kitchen was dark, moonlight spilling in through the window, His hair was slightly messy, his eyes sleepy but intense. And his hands… still firm around my waist.We didn’t speak.We didn’t need to.Cassian’s lips met mine - slow, sure, hungry.I whimpered against his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck. He backed me

Seraphina’s POVMy thighs were still trembling.Cassian stood above me, his lips wet with my pleasure, his hands still gripping my hips like he wasn’t ready to let go. My chest rose and fell fast, skin flushed, brain buzzing from the orgasm he’d just pulled out of me with nothing but his tongue and fingers.I’d never been touched like that.Never been tasted like that.But as he leaned in, kissing me slow and deep, letting me taste myself on his lips - something inside me stirred again. A different kind of ache. One that made me want to drop to my knees and show him how grateful I was.I pulled away from his mouth, still breathless, and looked up at him.“My turn,” I whispered.His brow twitched. “You don’t have to-”“I want to.”I slid off the table and stood in front of him. He was hard - so hard - straining against his pants like he’d been holding back this entire time.I dragged my fingers over his chest, down his abs, watching the way his jaw tightened.“You took care of me so

Seraphina's POV “I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.”He began to move - slow, deep strokes that made my body arch and tremble.Every thrust felt like a promise. Like a possession. Like he was rewriting the memory of every man who had never touched me right.“You’re mine now,” he whispered against my mouth.I moaned, nodding. “Yes. Yours.”He lifted one of my legs onto his shoulder, going deeper. My mouth dropped open with a cry.“Oh my Goodness…”“That’s right,” he growled. “Take all of it. Let me make you feel everything.”His thrusts got faster, rougher, but still full of control. He hit places I didn’t even know existed, and I couldn’t stop moaning his name.“You sound so good like this,” he panted. “So fucking good.”I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, kissing him between each breathless whimper.“Harder,” I begged. “Please-harder.”He gave it to me.He pounded into me, the table creaking beneath us, his hands everywhere - my hips, my breasts, my throat, my hair

Seraphina’s POVCassian’s fingers ran through my damp hair. We were still in bed, wrapped in his sheets, both of us in fresh clothes but still basking in the softness of the morning. His shirt on me smelled like him. His skin beneath me felt like safety.“I saw a book on your nightstand,” I murmured after a while.“Mmm. The one with the torn cover?”I nodded. “Can I read it?”He smiled. “Only if you read it out loud.”I raised a brow. “Really?”“Yeah,” he said, pulling me closer. “I like your voice. And I like the way your mouth moves when you’re focused.”I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks heated anyway.I reached over, grabbed the worn novel, and settled back on his chest. He rested one hand on my thigh and the other behind his head, looking completely at peace.I flipped to the first page and started reading.It was a story where a girl leaving a town that no longer felt like home, finding herself in unfamiliar places, learning how to build something new from all the pieces that used

Seraphina’s POVI lay on my back, still catching my breath, my thighs damp and trembling. My body ached in the most beautiful way. Cassian was sprawled beside me, shirtless, lips wet from where he’d just devoured me like I was the only thing that existed.I turned to him slowly, grinning.“What?” he asked, voice lazy, husky.I bit my lip. “I want to do something for you.”He raised a brow. “Again?”“Not like that,” I said with a playful glint in my eye. I sat up and straddled his thighs, hands trailing up his stomach. “I want to dance for you.”His brows rose slightly - and then that wicked smirk pulled at his mouth.“Yeah?” he murmured, hands settling naturally on my hips. “You want to give me a show?”I nodded, slowly grinding once - not enough to give, just enough to hint.“I want you to sit back,” I whispered, “and do not touch… until I say.”Cassian growled low in his throat.“Bossy little thing tonight, aren’t you?”I leaned forward, brushing my lips against his.“You started i