Cassian X Reader Novels & Stories

Cassie couldn’t quite understand or even hear half of everything he was saying, her eyes had glued her whole being to the sight of an angry Aaron, who in Alex’s words, was in his sexiest moment. “You’re drooling again little one” Alex whispers into her ears, chuckling at the end of that obvious statement just to tease her even more “No, I’m not. I’m just trying not to interfere” Cassie lies, wondering where that excuse even came from “Can it be called lying when you’re a great author?” Alex calmly asks, sipping his coffee

"I know that I am just going to have to roll with it and see what tomorrow night brings. Daniel is going to the club undercover, and we have video surveillance at her house, so we should have all the bases covered." Cassie leaned forward, scooped Mooch up, and nuzzled her face to his chubby neck. She wanted to talk about her wandering vagina, but she was afraid of being judged. Eryn could read her like a book. "What aren't you telling me?" "I think I might be a nymphomaniac, or hypersexual, or something," Cassie blurted it out while she had the courage.

I knocked slightly on the door, but there was no response. I slowly opened the door, and my eyes widened in shock at the sight that greeted me. Cassius was sitting on the edge of the bed, naked except for his trousers that had fallen to his feet, and a half-naked whore was kneeling in front of him, her mouth wrapped around his dick. Cassius's eyes fell on me, and I knew at that moment, with his deadly glare, that I was fucking dead. Damn. Xander would miss me. I wish I could just say goodbye to him one last time; he really tried for me. He really did.

But then Cassie shifted slightly, her eyes flicking toward me with a hint of uncertainty. “Xeros?” she asked, her voice soft but curious. “Yes, love?” “I found a library,” she mumbled, holding up the book she’d been reading. She hesitated, her fingers playing with the corner of the book. “What is mating? And... what is marking?” Her question was so simple, so innocent, yet it sent a jolt of heat through me. I hadn’t expected her to ask about this—not yet. My fingers stilled in her hair, my gaze locking onto hers as I tried to read her expression.

he whispered in my ear and I felt his breath on my neck repulsively, making me want to push him, if only I wasn’t scared of what he could do to me, “I can’t believe how Alpha Hunter easily gave you up for an army of three hundred. But don’t worry. You will be safe here with me, Cassy. Isn’t it what you want? To be with me?” “Over my dead body,” I growled at him, giving him a piercing, deadly look in the eye, “You have to kill me first before you can even touch me!”

He was wrong to think that he was better than her and that he could find someone better. As his eyes shifted back to the home, Cassian experienced a surge of determination. He was going to make things right. He was going to apologise and tell Aria how he felt. But as he turned to go towards the house, he was stopped by a person emerging from the shadows. The voice was raspy and deep. "Cassian, what are you doing here?" the person said. Cassian recognised the speaker as his eyes narrowed. It was Beta and Ronan's sibling, Ryker.

Cassian's hands roamed my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my waist and my hips. He slowly leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. We kissed slowly, our lips moving in perfect sync. As we kissed, Cassian's hands roamed my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my waist and my hips. I felt a rush of excitement, my body responding to his touch. We broke apart for a moment, gasping for air. Cassian's eyes locked on mine, and I could see the passion burning in them. "Lila," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I want to be inside you."

His heart pounded fiercely against his ribs, a mix of fear and forbidden excitement coursing through his veins. At twenty-three, Cassian was a noble omega from a respected bloodline, known for his gentle nature and quiet grace. Yet here he was, risking everything for stolen moments with the one alpha who made his entire being come alive. The thin black silk robe he wore whispered against his skin as he walked, already warm with the first hints of arousal. His body had begun reacting to Kael’s presence long before he reached the door, a deep, instinctive pull that no amount of reason could silence.

They did not need facts; the pictures were enough to set fire to every assumption they wanted to make. The door opened without a knock. Cassian leaned against the frame, hands in his pockets, hair slightly messy like he had been riding for hours. “Wow,” he said, scanning the room. “You look like you are about to kill someone.” “Give me a reason Cassian and I just might.” He raised a brow at me. “Rough morning?” I glared. “You haven’t checked your phone?” “Oh, I have. T*****r is having a complete meltdown.” He strolled inside, ignoring my irritation. “Apparently, you and Nolan had a midnight runaway adventure. Quite an interesting story.”

The two contrasting pairs of eyes landed on me and I swallowed nervously as I watched Damien's eyes darken and the way his hand tightened around the fork that he was holding. Cassius on the other hand grinned, his smile looking satisfied as he looked at me from head to toe like I was a product in a show glass. "Why are you standing so far away, my little pet? Come closer, sweet thing." Cassius drawled, gesturing with his hand for me to come closer and I could feel Damien's eyes burning into me. I didn't dare meet his gaze, so I focused on Cassius and he grinned when I stood in front of him.