All Chapters of Falling for my husband's twin brother : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Seraphina's POV The moment I collapsed on the bed, vibrator still humming faintly in my hand, I felt him move.Cassian’s silence wasn’t soft this time.It was deadly.I barely had time to blink before his weight pressed me down, his hand fisting the sheets beside my head, his breath hot against my ear.“You really think you can tease me like that…” he growled, “…and get away with it?”My pulse jumped.I opened my mouth to answer - but I didn’t get the chance.He flipped me over onto my stomach with a firm grip, tugging me down the bed by my hips until I was stretched out beneath him - legs parted, still slick, still throbbing.“You’re such a naughty little thing,” he said low, running his hand down the curve of my spine. “Making yourself cum while I watched. Moaning my name like you weren’t even trying to behave.”His hand landed hard on my ass.I gasped.The sting bloomed instantly.Smack.“Cassian-”“Don’t speak unless I say so.”I whimpered, the sound muffled by the pillow.He gra

Seraphina's POV Cassian laid out the outfit for me.A fitted black silk dress - short, with a high slit. No bra. No panties.And a black velvet choker with a tiny charm that said Daddy’s.I raised a brow, holding the fabric in my hand. “Are we going somewhere?”He walked into the room fully dressed in black slacks and a matching button-up, sleeves rolled, top buttons undone. His jaw was freshly shaved. His cologne hit me like a drug.“Yes,” he said simply. “Dinner.”My brows furrowed. “With… people?”He smirked, stepping toward me. “Don’t worry. It’s a private lounge. You’ll look beautiful sitting beside me.”He leaned in, lips brushing my ear.“Especially when I’m the only one who knows how wet you are under that dress.”My knees buckled.****In the car, I noticed something else.A small, discreet black remote in his hand.“Cassian… what’s that?”He smiled like sin.“You’re wearing a gift.”I swallowed. “You put something in me?”“Not in. On.” His voice lowered. “It’s sitting prett

Seraphina's POV “I want to play a game tonight,” Cassian said, voice soft and husky.He held a black silk blindfold in his hand, dangling it from two fingers as he walked toward me.I was already trembling.“A game?” I whispered.He smirked. “One where I touch, taste, and tease you until you forget your name.”My thighs clenched.He reached me and gently slipped the blindfold over my eyes, tying it at the back of my head.Total darkness.Then I felt it - a featherlight touch beneath my chin.“Lie back. Hands above your head. Don’t move unless I tell you to.”I obeyed.I heard the soft clink of metal - cuffs. They clicked around my wrists, locking me into place.My heart pounded.“Color, baby?” he asked, brushing my cheek.“Green,” I breathed.“Good girl.”It began with fruit. I heard a soft rustle… the sound of a tray being set down.“Open,” he whispered.I parted my lips, and something soft and juicy was placed on my tongue.Sweet. A little tart.“Strawberry?” I guessed.He kissed t

Seraphina's POV I didn’t think it was a big deal.I thought I could get away with teasing him in the kitchen - brushing my lips over his neck and slipping away before he could catch me just immediately after we attended to Lucian. But Daddy doesn’t forget.And Daddy doesn’t forgive without a price.So now I was here.Naked. Blindfold off. Wrists bound behind my back with silk. And seated on Cassian’s thick, muscled thigh.His jeans were still on - and the rough texture of the fabric rubbed perfectly against my swollen clit.He sat on the edge of the bed, one hand gripping my waist, the other cupping my jaw.“You wanted to play earlier,” he murmured. “So now you’re going to play until you’re crying.”My body trembled.“Daddy, I-”“Quiet. You disobeyed.”He pulled me forward slightly by my tied wrists, forcing my hips to slide along his thigh.I gasped. The friction was filthy.“You don’t get to cum,” he said, voice sharp. “Not until I say. If you do…” His fingers tilted my chin up. “

Seraphina's POV I didn’t think it was a big deal.I thought I could get away with teasing him in the kitchen - brushing my lips over his neck and slipping away before he could catch me just immediately after we attended to Lucian. But Daddy doesn’t forget.And Daddy doesn’t forgive without a price.So now I was here.Naked. Blindfold off. Wrists bound behind my back with silk. And seated on Cassian’s thick, muscled thigh.His jeans were still on - and the rough texture of the fabric rubbed perfectly against my swollen clit.He sat on the edge of the bed, one hand gripping my waist, the other cupping my jaw.“You wanted to play earlier,” he murmured. “So now you’re going to play until you’re crying.”My body trembled.“Daddy, I-”“Quiet. You disobeyed.”He pulled me forward slightly by my tied wrists, forcing my hips to slide along his thigh.I gasped. The friction was filthy.“You don’t get to cum,” he said, voice sharp. “Not until I say. If you do…” His fingers tilted my chin up. “