Chapter 127 Done Holding Back

Chapter 127 Done Holding Back

The entire world tilts upside down the second Cassian hoists me over his shoulder and carries me straight into the estate.

The moment the car pulled up to the front doors, he was out of his seat in a flash, not letting my feet touch the ground for a single second.

Now, I'm clutching the fabric of his back shirt, holding on tight as he marches toward the main staircase.

"Alpha?" Ella’s curious voice calls out, stopping him right at the bottom step.

"Sorry for the late return, Ella," Cassian says, his tone unnaturally calm and casual. "Make sure everyone stays clear of my room tonight, would you?"

I cover my face with both hands, groaning silently. This is completely embarrassing. I was really hoping that because of how late it was, the whole house would be asleep and nobody would see him carrying me off like this.

From my view, I catch Ella’s face turning bright red as she bows her head. "Of course, Alpha."

She turns on her heel and practically sprints away. I'm honestly surprised she doesn't trip over her own feet in her rush to get out of sight.

"You are shameless Alpha," I whisper, a muffled giggle escaping me as I watch the wooden steps pass by while he carries me up.

"I fully intend on making you scream my name tonight, Nova," he says, sounding as nonchalant as if he were just commenting on the weather. "And I don't want anyone else hearing a single second of it."

His dirty promise sends a sharp wave of heat pooling deep in my belly. I know he isn't joking either, which only makes my chest tighten with anticipation.

"I kind of like this needy side of you, Cassian," I murmur as he finally reaches his bedroom door.

I reach back to push the heavy bedroom door shut right as he gently lays me down onto the mattress.

I look up at him, framing the dim ceiling light behind his head, a soft glow that really ought to be a deep crimson tonight instead of white.

"You're mine now. Soon to be my wife," he murmurs, his dark gaze lingering over every inch of me as he mentally decides where to start. "You haven't seen needy yet."

I brush a stray strand of hair off my face, sending him a playful, coy smile.

"Hmm. Maybe we should wait until the wedding," I tease, batting my lashes up at him. "Isn't that how the old stories go?"

Instead of answering, he reaches out, catches my ankle, and easily tugs me down the bed toward him. A surprised gasp turns into a laugh, my weak attempts to push him away totally half-hearted.

I'm just as eager for him as he is for me, but teasing him is way too much fun to give up just yet.

He leans over, sliding one warm palm under the back of my neck and curling his fingers into my hair as his lips hover an inch from mine.

"I've been starving for years, Nova," he whispers, his hot breath brushing over my mouth. "Tonight, I'm done holding back. I'm going to fuck you."

I bite my lip, unable to hide my grin. "That sounds lovely, but shouldn't we take our time?"

Without missing a beat, he shifts down to the end of the bed. He catches the hem of my skirt, sliding his hands up to hook his fingers into the sides of my pant. With one smooth motion, he draws it down my legs and tosses them off his shoulders.

Even though he's seen me before, a quick rush of warmth hits my cheeks. But any bit of shyness melts away the second I catch the raw intensity in his eyes.

"I'm going to make sure you're completely ready for me," he says softly.

He leans down, dropping a slow, soft kiss onto my inner thigh. My whole body tingles under the light touch of his lips, a tight, pulsing ache starting up between my legs as I wait for him.

"Cassian, wait...."

"I've waited my whole life for tonight," he murmurs against my skin, giving my thigh a light nip as his fingers press into my hips. "We've taken things slow for long enough."

A wry smirk touches my lips. I know I'm going to pay for teasing him like this, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Fine, but I really think...."

Whatever I was about to say vanishes the instant his mouth settles over me.

There's nothing slow or hesitant about it, just a focused, deliberate lick against my sensitive clit that instantly takes my breath away.

My back arches right off the mattress with a sharp gasp, the sudden rush of pleasure shocking me straight to my core.