The Tyrant King Is Obsessed With Me

Warning! Mature content.

Lilith’s fingers tightened around Cassian’s hand as he filled her, a soft gasp leaving her lips before she could stop it. The feeling of him, even now, still managed to surprise her.

Their bodies knew each other well after the days spent together in that chamber. Lilith moved with him, her hips rising to meet his in a rhythm.

He released her hands from his hold because he needed to feel her touch.

Cassian craved it. He craved the lightness of her hands on his skin and the way she always seemed to know exactly where to reach. As though she had heard the thought, Lilith was already reaching for him.

Lilith drew him back down into a kiss, her moans soft against his mouth. The heat between them built slowly, with sweat beginning to gather at their temples as the pace between them climbed.

Lilith held onto him for a moment. Her hands started tracing the lines of his arms with an appreciation she wouldn’t say out loud.

His chest was flush against her breasts, and the closeness of it was almost overwhelming.

The kiss broke when Lilith’s head fell back.

Cassian took the opening immediately, his lips finding her neck and staying there, marking her skin in the way he always did. He wanted her to carry the evidence of this when she walked out into the world.

The creak of the bed grew louder as Cassian thrust forward, filling her before drawing back. He had begun gently, but between them, the gentleness always gave way eventually, replaced by something raw.

Lilith wrapped her legs around his waist, and each time he pulled back, she used the pull of her legs to bring him into her again, catching him off guard in the best possible way.

Lilith looked up at him in the midst of it and found that expression. The one that only existed when it was just the two of them.

"Cassian!" His name broke from her lips before she could hold it back.

Lilith caught the satisfied look of his smirk and said nothing, because she needed him to do it again.

Her chest filled with something she had no name for yet, but she wanted every bit of it. She was certain it was her feeling for him growing slowly, but she didn’t completely understand it.

Cassian’s hands found her waist and guided her into his rhythm, and she followed without resistance. The two of them fell into a pace that was theirs alone.

Cassian shifted, sitting back on his knees, and changed the angle, drawing a sound from Lilith that she hadn’t anticipated.

Lilith’s hands flew to the blanket beneath her, gripping it hard since she couldn’t reach him. She was close. So much closer than she had expected.

Cassian watched her. Every shift of her expression, every breath, every time his name came from her lips. He listened to the way she said it and how the sound of it changed depending on what she was feeling. He changed his pace, wanting more of it. By the time they were through, he intended for her voice to carry the memory of this all the way to morning.

"Cassian," came the softer call of his name, and he knew that she was done.

Cassian didn’t slow down as he was close to his climax and didn’t want to lose it. He continued, finding the exact place where her toes curled, and her fingers twisted further into the blanket.

Lilith reached her end first, and Cassian followed close behind with one last, deep thrust followed by a quiet release of his seed inside of her.

Lilith exhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling as the tension left her body all at once.

"That was rather tame," Lilith said, her voice breathless. "And it seemed I was the one to receive the reward instead of you."

Lilith sat up as Cassian withdrew from her, and the evidence of what they had shared spilt onto the bed, but neither one cared about it. She wasn’t ready for this to be the end of it. They had had far less restrained days than this, and she remembered each of them.

"Forget being gentle when you make love to me. You are built the way you are for a reason. Or," Lilith paused, pressing her palm flat against his chest, feeling the way he reacted to her touch.

Do you need my help? After all, this was supposed to be your reward."

Cassian drew Lilith up onto his lap in one easy motion. "And how are you going to help me, Lilith? You were the same one reminding me you were ill."

Lilith pressed her finger to his lips. "You weren’t thinking about how ill I was two days ago. It seems a waste not to make proper use of a man like you. I know how much you love me, Cassian. You’ve let me feel it. But I prefer when you drop the careful act."

His length touched her abdomen, already responding to her desires. When it came to Lilith, Cassian would always be eager.

"And how much do you love me?" Cassian asked, wanting to hear her say it.

Lilith bit her tongue.

A silence stretched between them, but it was not uncomfortable, just honest.

"Truly, I don’t know yet," Lilith confessed. "But I am willing to find out over all the years we shall have together. Before I am certain, I hope my actions can speak for what I feel. My feelings for you have changed, that much I know. And I know that you love me far more than I have yet found the words for."

Cassian held her gaze for a moment, taking in what she had offered him, and let it be enough.

"Then there is a chance before us for me to change your answer right now. I should prove myself," Cassian said, and without waiting any longer, he kissed her again.

Lilith smiled against his mouth, welcoming the challenge as there wouldn’t be any losers.