Cassie Cage Futa Novels & Stories

I force words onto the screen, build an outline, create structure where there is none. This is what I know how to do. This is who I am. Cassie Monroe. Future doctor. Medical student. Survivor. Not some girl who falls apart because a boy broke her heart. The apartment door opens. Maya's voice calls out. “Cassie? I got your favourite food!” I save my document and close my laptop, taking a breath and putting on the mask. “Coming!” When I step out of the room, Maya's setting containers on the kitchen counter. She looks at me carefully as if she's assessing my face.

She was mine now, bound by forces far stronger than simple captivity. The curse that had stolen her wolf would ensure she could never truly leave me. And perhaps, in time, she would understand that some cages were built not to imprison, but to protect. Even if the thing they protected her from... was me.

Your insights can guide me as I craft the next chapters, making them even more compelling and relatable. In writing “Caged by Him,” I aimed to explore themes of love, struggle, and resilience. Each character is a reflection of real-life complexities, and I hope their journeys inspire you as much as they inspired me while writing. The emotional highs and lows are meant to engage you, to make you feel every triumph and heartache. I believe that stories have the power to connect us, to spark conversations, and to foster understanding. I hope this book does just that.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

The name rolled off my tongue with a mix of longing and fury, my heart aching for the woman who held my soul. My beta, his voice now composed but still strained, settled into a seat, his body a tableau of submission. Pouring himself a glass of water, he glanced up at me for a fleeting moment, a silent plea for composure, before finally speaking. "It's Cassie. She's been in contact with me, claiming to have spotted Catarina. In the human town. But there's more," he confessed, his voice barely a whisper amidst the thick tension.

If not for the superhuman’s eyesight, he couldn’t have seen Colton’s speed at all. ‘If he is that good at digging into anyone’s background then... does he also know about my past?' He couldn’t help but wonder. At the same time, he knew that Colton didn't have a habit of telling anyone's secret. For now, he needed to make sure of Tiara’s safety. 'Damn! Zelda is the daughter of Lestat. What was Hecate thinking while pairing me with that evil witch? That she would change into some saint?' .

"If you are playing me I will destroy you." "I am not " Alex said fiercely. He moved closer. ". Keep accusing me and I might start wishing I was the one selling you out." Rowan grabbed Alexs arm pulling him against the desk. Their bodies pressed together. Alex could feel the line of muscle beneath the suit. "You have no idea what you are walking into " Rowan said, voice rough. "This company is not business. It is a cage.. I am both prisoner and warden." The confession slipped out small but real. Alex caught the flash of something haunted in Rowans eyes.

"We might need to skip me sucking your dick, but if that's okay with you I can make that sacrifice this time since you didn't get to eat me out yesterday." Kota pulled Cage's shirt and jacket off together and tossed them on his dresser. "So what's on the schedule today?" Cage asked and started on her shirt buttons. "I think we should learn what it feels like for your dick and my pussy to touch each other. For educational purposes, of course." Cage laughed and dropped her shirt on the floor and reached around her to unfasten her bra. Kota tried to be sneaky, but probably failed at that when she drew in a deep breath of Cage. Like her, he didn't wear anything to add scent to his body, so it wa

He is not a wolf to do anything he doesn’t want to. “She is ours! Our daughter.” I declare to Tabby, making her smile with adoration. “You are wonderful, do you know that?” She asks, a stray tear sliding down her cheek. A few hours later there’s a knock on the door. A nurse sticks her head inside and asks if we have a second? Cassie says she’ll have an ear on the little ones, who are napping in the pram and the girl on the bed. “I’ll fetch you if anything changes. I promise!” She says her quiet and calm presence making us both relax. Cassie is a wonderful Gamma female. She is fierce when she has to be, but otherwise she is the most calm and collected female I have ever met - other than Luna

Jay refused to believe that everything I did for him over the past six years had all come from a signed piece of paper. He immediately yanked out his phone, dialed his assistant and barked, "Find Rachel! I want to know where she is now." I had long stopped caring about Jay. Usmana's weather was always gray, just like the early years of my marriage. However, the sky above felt lighter. The air, finally, was mine. Most days, I stayed holed up in the studio. Ben was a workaholic, and I was just as driven. A few days ago, we landed a skincare development project. It was a big one.