Tilting my head, I part my lips and allow him deeper. The world falls away, leaving only the press of his mouth and the air we share between us. I reach up, threading my fingers through his impossibly soft hair. My fingertips graze those tall ears as I steady myself against him, and he shivers in response.
Footsteps echo around the corner, and a sudden rush of ignominy fills me. Someone is going to see us. I turn my head to see who's approaching. Casimir lowers his head, biting down on the hollow of my neck, seemingly unfazed that someone is about to spot us.
“Cass,” I whisper. “Someone will see.”
“Good.” He releases my throat, both hands making quick work of my corset. “Maybe that’s what you need. For me to take you against this wall and make you ache the way I ache for you.” His words are so provocative that they leave me breathless. “Is that why you led me here?”
Kaia rounds the corner, her footsteps immediately halting at the sight of us. “Whoops!” Her eyes widen at first, but then her lips turn up in a wicked grin. “Don’t let me interrupt.” She turns and saunters off in the direction she came from, leaving us alone.
Casimir gently pulls down the front of my dress, my nipples pebbling against the chill in the air. His fingertips rub slow circles across my breasts, sending me deeper into a state of lust. My eyelids flutter closed as he pulls and pinches the gentle peaks, a needy moan tumbling from my lips.
Heat spreads through my body as my mark sings from his touch, setting every nerve alight. The aching desire to have him grows stronger by the moment, and I wonder how I denied myself for so long. Casimir’s presence is so commanding that it makes my pulse stutter, my body aching to yield. Every touchbetween us feels like a contest—two forces locked in battle, neither willing to surrender.
“More…” The word tumbles from my lips before I can stop it.
Casimir lets out a low noise of approval. “Say that again…” his voice is like satin across my skin as he trails a fingertip up my thigh, pushing the hem of my dress up.
“More,” I plead as Casimir lingers over my center, pushing my undergarments to the side and exposing me.
“You’re soaked, Princess.” Casimir’s voice is heady as he trails a finger up my center.
I inhale a shaky breath as I resist pressing my hips toward him further. “Are you going to do something about it?” I provoke him in return, my eyes not leaving his.
Casimir’s lips turn up in a wicked grin at my words. “If you ask nicely.” He makes slow circles over my clit, teasing me. “Tell me what you want,” he commands.
A loud gasp leaves my lips when he plunges a finger deep into me, making me tighten my grip around him. “I need you,” I whisper, desperate.
“Louder.”
“No.”
He lets out a dark laugh. “Oh, you’re going to scream for everyone to hear.” Casimir pumps his fingers into me, curling them deep.
“Please!” I cry out, my body aching for relief.
“That’s my girl,” he purrs, quickening his pace.
Casimir adds a second finger, pumping in and out of me at a maddening pace, curling his fingers and reachingthatspot. I run my palm across his trousers, cupping his hard length. He elicits a growl of pleasure, biting down on my nipple in response. The mixture of rapid sensations quickly brings me tothe edge, his fingers filling me to the brim with each steady movement.
“Casimir…!” I loudly cry out his name—waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve in my body as I climax.
He draws out my pleasure with his fingers, moving them in a dizzying rhythm that makes me want him even more. Casimir doesn’t stop. He has me gasping and crying out so loudly that I’m sure everyone in the manor can hear.
Casimir removes his fingers from me, lifting his hand to his lips and sucking each of his fingers clean. The sight steals my breath from my lungs, wanting even more. My chest heaves with uneven breaths as I wait to see if he will pull away. He doesn’t. Casimir holds me close to him, arm banding around me, my back still pinned against the wall.
I’ve never felt like this before. And I don’t want to stop now.
I slowly unbuckle Casimir’s belt, his gaze darkening as I free his length. I lower to my knees, wrapping my fingers around his base and licking from length to tip before taking him in my mouth. I’ve never met a man I wanted to please so completely, but with Casimir, surrender feels like desire itself.
A slight shiver runs throughout his body as I continue sucking and licking, moving my head up and down his impressive length. I rub his thigh with my left hand as I squeeze his base with my right, feeling his cock tighten in my mouth.
“Fuck…” Casimir’s voice is rough, and his hands get lost in my hair. “Raelys.”
I glance up at him, his gaze meeting mine as he takes control, quickening the pace of his thrust. His length hits the back of my throat repeatedly. The edges of my eyes water as Casimir pulls me from length to tip, relentlessly fucking my throat with speed. I moan around his length, my hands gripping his thighs to steady myself.
Casimir pulls me to the hilt and holds me there, his hot release running down my throat as I take all of him. He lets out a delicious moan, eyes never leaving mine as his grip tightens around my hair. I lift my head, my mouth leaving his cock with a pop as I lean back and swallow.
Casimir’s chest heaves as he catches his breath, his grip tightening at my scalp. Something inside me stirs at how I am affecting him, the King of Wrath losing control over my touch. I slowly rise to my feet, watching as he yanks up his trousers, buckling them. Then, he fixes my dress, covering my breasts and re-tying the strings. He smooths my skirt with his hands, too, the gesture almost possessive, as if he can’t bear the thought of anyone else seeing me like this.
