Cassie Cage Mk Novels & Stories

Ansel pulled out a transparent plastic bag that contained their wedding rings and Bastian's watch. "No way!" screamed Renata until she lost consciousness. "Renata!" ***

Asher asked sniffing the air but couldn't sense any smell from him. Cassie walked out from behind Asher wearing black leather pants with some knives strapped on her thighs, looking all badass like always. She hadn't changed much even after these years, rather she looked even more youthful and beautiful. “Well, hate to break this little reunion, but we have an army of undying rogues at our backs. And if we don't run, even your badass powers won't be able to save us. And hey, what's up with your new looks? Is it me or have Knox really turned to a grandpa?” she asked gazing at the three.

I was about to ask a second question when we saw the warriors approaching again. When they passed us by, I happened to catch Cage's eyes on me. "I don't know if it's me but did you see the way Cage looked at you! Tell me the truth, is he your mate?" Cassie questioned curiously beside me, whilst clutching onto my hand. As much as I would've loved to wriggle her hands off, I knew it'd upset her and since I still had a question to ask, I refrained from doing so. "You seem to have all the gist. What do you think they'd do next?"

“All of them.” Without hesitation, Cassie reached for the hem of her silky top and pulled it over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were perfect, high and round with pale pink nipples that were already pebbled tight, either from the cool air or from the thrill of the danger. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt and let it pool at her feet, then stepped out of it. She was left in only a pair of sheer, black lace panties. “Those too,” Hugo breathed.

Marcus glared at his mom. “I’m sure you can hire help, mom,” he corrected her. Cassie clapped her hands with a fake smile plastered on her face. “Aunt Claudia, Marky, and I need to catch up. Can I come along with him later?” pouted Cassie, drawing Cara’s attention to her. She was extremely beautiful, with pale golden hair and twinkling blue eyes, and a perfectly made-up face. Everything was perfect about Cassie and she was nowhere near in comparison. Marcus placed the tray of coffee on his table and turned to Cara to speak to her.

She needed to focus. Cassie spun around, stomach first on the ground, and lifted herself up like she was doing a push-up, sticking her ass directly in front of Tony's face. She was maybe four inches away from his face and he could smell her body. She smelled like lavender and hormones. For the first time, he wondered if she was aroused or just a really good actress. In her line of work, it could be either. Cassie stood up straight and bent over to touch her toes. As the second chorus started, she slipped her thumbs in the side of her panties the way she did her jeans earlier. Slowly, she lowered them. In an instant, they were gone.

“Are you interested because you want to join the competition?” “I wanted to tr—” “Are you okay with that? Having orgasm with anyone, and get paid?” That was Serene who cut Bailey. Linette bite her lower lip, refused to join the conversation. Cassie looked over Serene, studied her for a second. “All virgin in their 20s must have that kind of mindset. We are different Serene. You want to preserve your vagina after marriage, mine, I use it to survive.” Cassie is used to that kind of conversation. She wouldn't urge with the innocent girl across the bed. She was already matured for that kind of talk.

When I arrive at the castle gates, Ramone and Chance are already there. "Let me take that." Chance murmurs, moving forward and reaching for my bag. "No, I'll take it." Ramone insists behind him. I don't move as both men begin to pull at my strap as I hold fast. "I don't need either of you to take it." I snap. The serum I need for my heat period is in my bag and I want to keep it close. If either of them had it, I fear I wouldn't be able to get to it in time.

I gasped, and he stopped. My breaths felt louder than before. I shot him a look. “You’re not going to turn it on when we're outside, are you?” my cheeks flushed as I tried to regain composure. “Just a taste of what’s to come.” He smirked, eyes filled with mischief. “Not outside, Jake. I’m wearing a dress. It will be awkward. I don’t even know if I can walk properly with this thing inside me.” “That’s part of the thrill, Cassie. The unpredictability. The anticipation.”

He gave her one last heated look before he opened his mouth, "I'm Massimo Cassano, a friend of Ethan" • • • • • •