Chapter 134: All of Me
Warning! Smut ahead!
Sebastian~
I had never felt like this before.
Cassandra was the kind of magic that didn’t ask for permission—it just happened to you. It wasn’t just her warmth or the way her breath lingered like smoke in the cold; it was something buried deeper, something dangerous. She was a storm stitched into skin, a force of nature cloaked in beauty. Her essence carried the wild—earthy woods, blood like fire, and an untamed something that clung to her like a secret she dared you to uncover.
Kissing her felt like the most extraordinary thing I had ever done—like the gods themselves had carved that moment just for us. Cassandra had barely caught her breath, her chest heaving as if she’d just outrun the moon. And then, without a single word, she was on me again—wild, breathless, and irresistible.
Her hands, small but strong, gripped my shirt, pulling me toward her with a force that belied her size. The foil-wrapped plate sat forgotten on the counter as her lips crashed into mine again. The kiss was a storm, wild and untamed, a desperate attempt to reclaim every moment stolen from us, every missed opportunity. Her fingers tangled in my hair, tugging me closer as if she could erase the distance that had always stood between us.
I gasped against her lips, and she seized the moment, deepening the kiss. Her tongue danced with mine, hungry and demanding, as if she could consume me whole. Her hands roamed my body, tracing the lines of my muscles, setting my skin aflame with her touch. I mirrored her actions, my hands sliding down to her ass, pulling her flush against me. She moaned, the sound vibrating through her chest and into mine, a melody that stirred something raw and untamed within me.
She broke away from my lips, trailing soft, lingering kisses down my jaw, her breath hot against my skin. "Sebastian," she whispered, her voice low and trembling like a prayer. "I need you."
I gently cupped her face, brushing my thumb along her cheek. "Cass," I murmured, searching her eyes, "are you sure about this?" Her breath caught.
"I mean it," I said softly. "I could wait for you for years, if that’s what you needed. We don’t have to rush anything. All I want is for you to be happy, to feel safe—especially when you’re with me."
She stared at me for a heartbeat, then rolled her eyes with a breathless laugh and pressed her forehead to mine. "Sebastian, shut up," she said, her voice laced with need. "I’ve wanted you since the very first day I laid eyes on you. I’m not going anywhere."