Chapter 131 Completely Wrecked

Chapter 131 Completely Wrecked

His words, the sheer adoration burning in his dark eyes as he stares up at me pushes me right over the edge, shattering me into a wave of pure, endless pleasure.

"Cassian..." I throw my head back, gasping his name over and over like a chant.

He takes full control, pinning my hips down as he drives up into me from below. Each deep stroke drags out my orgasm, stretching the intense peak until I literally forget how to draw breath into my lungs.

Before the sweet tremors even begin to fade, Cassian flips me smoothly back onto my back, settling his heavy body over mine without slipping out for a single second.

A breathless moan tears from my throat. Watching his muscles flex, his flat stomach tight and slick with a fine sheen of sweat, melts whatever sanity I have left. His jaw is locked in intense concentration, his eyes dark and wild with raw, unfiltered desire.

He shifts his weight, gripping my hips in his broad hands and lifting me up before driving back in.

I gasp out loud at the sudden depth. He pauses just long enough for my body to stretch around him, then starts pounding into me again.

There's not a single gentle thing about his movements now. A dark, possessive heat flashes in his eyes as he pulls my hips to meet every brutal, heavy thrust.

My head rolls back against the pillows, and though I know I'm crying out his name, begging for even more of him, the sound of my own voice feels faint through the rush in my ears.

It feels entirely too good. I am completely filled, totally wrung out from back-to-back orgasms, yet I still crave more. I need every last drop of him.

"Cassian... ohhh please don't stop," I whimper helplessly as he arches over me. I reach up and sink my nails deep into the muscle of his back. I know I'm leaving sharp marks, but the low hiss that escapes his teeth only seems to drive him faster, harder into me.

The moment my heavy eyelids flutter shut, his hand shoots out to cup my jaw, giving me a tiny, firm shake to pull my focus right back to him.

"Don't you dare close your eyes on me," he growls, his voice a low, possessive rumble.

He drops his head and captures my mouth in a messy, breathless kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as his hips slam against mine in a relentless, perfect thrust.

When he finally breaks the kiss, my eyes lock straight onto his. The raw determination and burning desire in his gaze give me a second wind, urging me to lift my hips and match him stroke for stroke.

He leans down, his hot lips brushing right against the shell of my ear. "You're mine, Nova. My mate, my wife. Mine to hold, mine to love, and mine to fuck. Do you get that?"

"Yes, Cassian... yes!" I tangle my fingers deep in his hair, groaning out loud as that familiar, agonizing pressure starts pooling deep in my belly again. Every heavy thrust of his cock hits a spot so deep inside me it sends shockwaves of pure heat straight to my core.

"That's my girl," he praises, his voice raspy and broken. "Now let me feel you squeeze around my cock."

His dirty command is all it takes to snap the last thread of my control. I fall off the edge into absolute bliss, my whole body humming with heat as I chant Cassian's name into the quiet bedroom over and over again.

With a deep, guttural groan, his fingers dig tight into my hips, driving himself as deep as he can go and holding himself pinned inside me as his own release hits him just as hard.

He collapses forward, pressing his mouth against mine and breathing heavily into my lips while our chest rise and fall together.

I've never felt anything like this in my entire life. The orgasm stretches on forever, sending warm ripples through my muscles until it finally settles into a heavy, intoxicating glow that leaves my head spinning.

Cassian slowly draws himself out of me, and my body instantly aches at the empty loss. He rolls onto his side right beside me, his chest heaving as he lets his eyes flutter shut, completely wrecked with bliss.

When he opens them a moment later, he glances over at me, his brows pulling together in quiet concern.

"Hey... what are these for?" he asks softly, reaching out to trace the side of my face with a warm knuckle.

When he pulls his hand back, I see a glint of wetness on his skin. I hadn't even realized I was crying.

"Those are 'you just completely wrecked me' tears," I say with a breathless laugh, turning onto my side to face him.

A soft, tender smile breaks across his face, all that intense, wild heat melting away into quiet, effortless happiness. He gently pulls the heavy blanket up over my bare shoulders, using his thumb to sweep a few damp strands of hair away from my face.

"You were amazing, baby," he murmurs softly, pulling me closer.

"That was... way better than anything I ever imagined," I admit, not even caring that my face flushes pink as my mind plays back the last hour in vivid detail.