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"It's fine."

"Bullshit." Leaning down, I kiss his nose and his mouth, then down to his jaw. "Trust me."

"Easy." Cassian moans his reply and everything clicks into place.

We play wrestle with one another when it comes to removing the rest of our clothes, fighting over who gets to lead, while kissing with a clash of teeth and caressing everywhere we can reach. Eventually, Cassian ends up flat on his back, panting slightly while I hover over him and grind my hips along the ridge of his thick cock.

"Death by teasing," Cassian moans, one hand on my ribs and the other caressing the side of my neck. "You're killing me.

"Would be a good death," I murmur against his lips, shivering from my depleting control over my own desire. Every heated press of his cock against my soaked pussy is rapidly reducing my ability to think or speak. Eventually, I'm kissing him like the air from his lungs is the only thing capable of keeping me alive while I reach between us and grab his cock.

Cassian's eyes roll back in his head and his back arches off the bed as I guide his cock inside me. Leaning back lets gravity take over, and within a few seconds, I'm fully seated on his length with a deep wave of comfort settling in my chest. The weight and ache of him resting inside me is so comforting that I almost don't move.

Almost.

Lust drives each of my rises up until only the tip remains inside me, then I sink back down with a long, low groan. Soft, slow bounces are how it starts, but with Cassian spread out below me, his chest gleaning with sweat and his tattoos rippling like they're alive with every minute movement from him, I can't restrain myself for long. Each bounce grows harder and faster, every pleasure-knot in my gut rapidly tightens and I roll my hips with each downward bounce to grind my clit into his pelvis.

Cassian caresses my hips and tries to lean up to kiss me but I quickly place both my hands on his chest and pin him down.

My eyes close and nothing else matters, only my hips working over his cock as I chase the growing pleasure inside me. Each bounce grazes his cock against that sweet bundle of nerves inside me and once I have the angle just right, nothing can stop me. I fuck him like my life depends on it, until my arms tremble and I'm gasping for air while my pussy ripples and grips his length like a lifeline.

Cassian's pleasure-laced whimper is the last thing to send me over the edge and I cum with a breathless cry, my body locking up and my core rapidly pulsing with waves of heat cascading from my core. I can't breathe. I can't stop moving. My hips work with a mind of their own and I ride Cassian to the point of exhaustion.

It's not until my arms give way and I collapse down onto his chest that I recognize the rush of warmth inside me as his own orgasm, and Cassian breathlessly peppers kisses all over my face.

"Holy shit," he gasps weakly. "I think you drained me."

"Really?" I pant, lazily kissing his sweaty chest as I fight to catch my breath. "That was… only round one…"

We fuck all night.

Once we start, it's impossible to keep our hands off one another. Cassian's like an addiction but he seems to share that since each orgasm he wrings out of me only seems to drive him to consume more of me until I can't tell where I stop and he begins. We fuck until the sun peeks through the curtains and exhaustion sweeps me into a blissful yet dreamless sleep.

He surprises me with breakfast in bed the next day, and after showering and nursing all my pleasant aches and bruises from the night before, we track down Illyana together.

She's in the lounge with her own breakfast and lights up the moment I walk through the door.

"Mom!"

My chest squeezes. That really will never get hold.

"Illyana, can we talk to you for a minute?" I ask softly.

Her eyes dart between me and Cassian, then she nods and lowers her spoon. Grapes roll off it and back into the bowl. "Am I in trouble?"

"Oh, God, no, not at all!" I reach for her hand while taking the seat next to her and squeeze warmly. "Not at all, I promise."

"Okay," she replies, but her tone doesn't sound believable. Cassian sits across from Illyana and relaxes back in his chair.

"I want to talk to you about… how we're going to move forward. The doctor spoke to you about your new kidney, didn't she?"

"Mmhmm." Illyana nods. "She says I'm doing amazing and your kidney was perfect."

I preen slightly as I smile. "I'm so glad. I actually…" I press my lips together. "Your father is gone. And as his heir, you've inherited everything he had. When you're older, I'll take you through it in more detail and you can decide what you want to do with all of it."

"Gone?" Her voice softens. "Like… for real?"

"Yes. He will never come back."