Chapter 138
## Cassian's POV
I stood outside the bathroom door, listening to water splash against tile. My chest tightened. Through the bond, I felt it—Elowen's exhaustion melting into something warmer. Desire.
My twin's emotions bled through our connection. Casper's possessiveness wrapped around hers like smoke, thick and claiming.
She's ours, Zero growled low in my mind. Go to her.
I pushed the door open. Steam hit my face, warm and heavy. The shower glass fogged over, but I could still make out Elowen's silhouette. Water cascaded down her shoulders, her head tilted back. Casper's hands moved over her skin, soap bubbles sliding between his fingers.
My cock stirred. I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching.
Casper glanced at me over his shoulder. No surprise. No shame. Just that cocky smirk he always wore when he knew I was jealous.
"Enjoying the show?" he called out.
I didn't answer. My eyes stayed fixed on Elowen. Her eyes were closed, lips parted. Through the bond, I felt her pleasure spike—sharp and sweet. It made my wolf restless.
Want her, Zero pushed. Need her.
I forced myself to stay still. To just watch.
Casper's hand slid down her stomach. Lower. His fingers disappeared between her thighs. Elowen gasped.
"Casper—"
Her voice broke. I felt it echo through our connection, that little hitch in her breath. My hands clenched into fists.
"Goddess..." she started.
"No."
The word came out sharper than I intended. Elowen's eyes snapped open, finding mine through the foggy glass. I stepped closer, my voice dropping lower.
"Fuck the Goddess. If you're going to moan someone's name, Elowen, it better be mine or Casper's."
Her cheeks flushed pink. Not from embarrassment—from arousal. I felt it pulse through the bond, hot and demanding.
"Are you going to stand there all night?" she asked, breathless. "Or are you going to join us?"
I shook my head slowly. "Not yet."
Casper laughed, that deep rumble that always made my wolf twitch with competition. His finger slipped inside her. Elowen's back arched.
"Damn, brother," Casper groaned. "You're missing heaven."
I didn't move. My eyes stayed locked on Elowen's face. I wanted to memorize every expression—the way her brows drew together, the way her mouth opened when pleasure hit.
Through the bond, I sent her my approval. My hunger. My control.
She shivered.
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Casper's hand moved higher, fingers trailing along the curve of her ass. Then lower. Testing.
Elowen stiffened.
"Maybe," she said quickly, grabbing his wrist, "we let that particular hole rest tonight."
Casper paused. I felt his amusement through our twin bond, mixed with something darker. Challenge.
"You sure, cutie?" His voice was a purr. "I thought you liked it when I—"
"Casper." Her tone sharpened. "I said no."
I straightened. Through our bond, Casper's thoughts flickered to mine. Make her regret it later?
Agreed, I sent back.
Elowen's eyes narrowed. She looked between us, sensing the silent conversation.
"What are you two planning?" she demanded.
"Nothing, baby." Casper kissed her shoulder, all innocence. But his hand slipped back down, fingers stroking her entrance again. "Just thinking about all the ways I want to make you scream later."
She swatted at his chest. "You're impossible."
"And you love it."
He wasn't wrong. I felt her affection bloom through the bond, warm and steady. It wrapped around my ribs, squeezing.
Ours, Zero insisted again. Mate. Mother of our pups.
The thought made my chest ache. I watched Casper tease her, fingers circling but not entering. Elowen's hips rolled forward, seeking more.
"Can I drink from them?" Casper asked suddenly.
Elowen blinked. "What?"
"Your tits." He cupped one breast, thumb brushing over her nipple. "When you're pregnant. When they're full of milk. Can I—"
She laughed, shoving him. "You're disgusting."
"That's a yes."
"That's a 'we'll see.'"
Casper grinned, undeterred. His hand drifted lower again, fingers pressing against her back entrance. "Last chance, little freckle. Sure you don't want—"
"If you keep going," Elowen warned, "I'll bite that finger off."
I chuckled. She was fierce. My fierce little mate.
Casper leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "Such a naughty girl."
"And you're a naughty boy," she shot back, pushing at his chest. She turned to face me, water dripping down her body, pooling in the dip of her collarbone. "Why don't you show me what you've got, Cassian?"
My breath caught.
She stepped out of the shower, completely naked. Water droplets clung to her skin, shimmering like diamonds under the bathroom lights. Her hair stuck to her shoulders, damp and brown.
I couldn't move. Couldn't speak.
Every curve—from her shoulders to the swell of her hips—was perfect. The way her freckles scattered across her nose. The way her amber eyes locked onto mine, daring me.
"Cassian?" She tilted her head, concern flickering across her face. "You okay?"
I forced myself to swallow. "You're... beautiful."
The words felt inadequate. She wasn't just beautiful. She was everything. Strong. Brave. Ours.
Through the bond, I felt her surprise. Then warmth. Affection.
She stepped closer, her wet hand reaching up to touch my cheek. "You're sweet when you're speechless."
I caught her wrist, pulling her flush against me. My clothes soaked through immediately, but I didn't care. I kissed her hard, pouring all my frustration and need into it.
She melted against me, her fingers tangling in my hair. When I pulled back, her lips were swollen.
"Lose these," she whispered, tugging at my waistband.
I obeyed.
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By the time I'd stripped, Elowen was already walking toward the bedroom door. She glanced over her shoulder, flipping her wet hair.
"Coming, boys?"
Casper appeared beside me, dripping and grinning. He clapped my shoulder. "That... is our mate."
"Mother of our children," I corrected, pride swelling in my chest.
"And she is ALL ours," Casper added, his voice dropping possessively.
I nodded. "Forever."