Cassian X Reader Novels & Stories

“Thank you for understanding. I’m sorry for not telling you this earlier.” Cassian's response was a tender kiss, followed by a gentle smile. "Where's Alexie?" he asked, scanning their surroundings. "She's with Ruth," Ivy replied. Cassian's attention shifted to their rambunctious pup who was enthusiastically tangled in his hair. "Ah, is little Ren trying to claim all of Daddy's hair as his own?" Cassian teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He swiftly captured the little omega’s tiny hands and began to nuzzle his belly, sending the pup into uncontrollable giggles.

Then the girl led me further down the hall to another door. She pushed it open and stepped aside. I walked in. Cassian was on the bed lying on his back, legs crossed at the ankle, completely relaxed, reading something on a folded piece of paper like a man with absolutely nothing pressing on his conscience. My mouth opened wide in shock.

“If it weren’t for you and your fucking savior complex just to humiliate me, nobody would be talking about that.” Cassian doesn’t answer me; I’m not even sure if he hears the words. All I know is that his eyes automatically drop to my bare chest, tracing the muscles of my stomach before his tongue darts out to lick his lips—a quick, completely unconscious movement that he probably doesn’t even realize he does. But I see it. Fucking hell.

“I'm listening.” “Oh?” His eyes narrowed, cool and sharp. “Then tell me. What did I just say about Emily?” My tongue froze, and my mind went blank in that moment. Fuck. “You see.” Cassian leaned back, exhaling through his nose like a man who’d finally run out of patience. “That’s what I thought.” “Don’t test me,” I warned, though the bite in my words didn’t land the way it should have. “I’ve followed you through wars, Xavier. Through blood and ash, but I’ve never seen you like this.” He tilted his head, eyes never leaving mine. “You’re unraveling. So I’ll ask, once, because I deserve to know what’s dragging you into this spiral.”

We were one step closer to uncovering the truth, and taking down the real enemy. I quickly finished my tea and got dressed, and made my way to Cassian's room. He was waiting for me, his eyes locked on mine. He quickly threw the book. He was reading on the desk and opened his arms for me to go in for a hug which I didn’t hesitate to do. He kissed me on my forehead and ran a hand across my face, then put me on my cheek, then a kiss on my lip. His lip tasted like strawberry, and I liked it then he made me sit on his things. "What's the latest?" he asked, his voice low. He seemed to have figured that had come to share something very important and useful to him, so his antennae were as sharp and

I clutched my books tighter, kept my eyes on the ground, tried to breathe past the weight pressing down. “You know,” a smooth voice cut through, “the more you hunch like that, the more they’ll eat you alive.” I stopped dead. Cassian leaned lazily against the stone archway leading out of the hall, golden hair catching the lantern light, grin sharp enough to slice. He flicked a coin between his fingers like he had all the time in the world. I tightened my grip on my books. “What do you want?” “Want?” He pushed off the wall, falling into step beside me with too much ease. “Sweetheart, if I wanted anything, you’d already know. I’m offering you something.”

Every slow drip of blood felt like a secret invitation now, and they accepted it without hesitation. Cassian moved first. He settled between my thighs again, broad shoulders filling the space, silver hair falling forward to brush my skin. His breath ghosted over the slick, swollen folds already painted crimson. He did not rush. He inhaled deeply, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as though savoring wine. “Divine,” he murmured. The word vibrated against me.

Charlotte My back is pressed against the cool tiles in our shower and my mate, Cassian, stands before me with a primal look in his eyes. He brings his head down to my neck and lightly bites on my mark, causing me to release a breathy moan. I can feel him smirk against my skin, happy to be a part of my undoing. But his body tenses as the door to our room opens and then the door to our bathroom. Maddox, my other mate and Cassian’s twin brother, grumbles, “We need to talk.”

“They don’t deserve you. None of them. You know it.” Something inside Noa cracked. His voice came out raw, broken open. “And you do?” The room froze. Cassian’s eyes glittered. His grin thinned into something sharper. “I made you. Every inch of you is mine.” Alessio shoved forward. His gun pressed hard into Cassian’s skull. His breath burned. “Touch him again, and I’ll end you.” Cassian didn’t flinch. He leaned into the barrel like it was nothing, like he welcomed it. His grin widened. “Then pull the trigger, monster. Show him what you really are.”

Cassie smiles as she drops her heels on the ground before approaching him. "I don't know, I am trying to get myself a date as well," Xavier says pretending to care about what's on his laptop rather than who's in front of him. Which is difficult since Cassie is currently stripping out of her clothes. "Don't be stupid there's no date, Cara was on to us," Cassie says taking off her jeans. "So she knows," Xavier says with no surprise. If anyone were to catch them sneaking around, it will be Cara. "Yeah," Cassie says with a seductive smile as she stands in her underwear. "Why don't you come over here?" Cassie says pouting.