That word, her name on his lips, had her head lowering. Cassius groaned once more as she took him inside her mouth.
She’d missed this.
Missed him threading his hand through her hair, feeling the restraint he kept for himself slowly come undone.
She ran her tongue along the sides, coating him with her saliva. He let out a sharp breath, his hand tightening on the back of her head.
Her teeth grazed the sensitive skin on the top of his cock, just as she tugged downward—
Cassius let out a curse, hips bucking.
Thalia laughed around him. She set to work, using her tongue to swirl up the beads of moisture gathering, her hand working in tandem with her mouth.
“Fuck,” he panted.
Thalia flicked her gaze upward. His chest strained against his shirt, his head thrown back. But he wasn’t nearly begging as much as she wanted. She needed him undone. Needed him fucking her mouth as if his life depended on it.
She took him deeper, and she choked.
He groaned, his hips moving as he plunged into her. She quickened her pace, her teeth scraping as she pumped him.
She choked again, her eyes watering, and Cassius’s fingers tangled so deep in her hair she was at his mercy.
But she relished it.
Relished him as he unleashed himself.
She reached her free hand into his pants and cupped him, squeezing tightly.
That was his undoing.
Cassius roared, spilling himself into her mouth. She pumped him until the waves passed, then she removed herself, swallowing as she went.
He stared at her, chest heaving, his cock still glistening.
She needed him inside her. Now.
Based on the wicked glint in his eye, she knew he was thinking the same thing.
Before either of them could move, a pounding at the door had them both whirling. Cassius shoved his cock back into his pants, grabbing his discard knife.
He motioned for Thalia to get behind him until Keegan’s voice yelled between the pounding fists. “Cassius, you need to get out here. Now!”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Everyone gathered at the top of the citadel, staring into the dark city below. Lights twinkled in and out, the expanse of the bridge lit by enough braziers that it seemed to glow.
“What’s going on?” Cassius’s words were as cold as the wind blowing from the top of the mountain.
“We thought you’d like to see this.” Lady Decima stepped forward, her face hard. She nodded down toward the bridge.
Cassius stiffened, and Thalia followed his eyeline. At first she didn’t see anything. But then—a flash of white hide gleaming among the flames.
The creature. Or one of the spawn, if she wasn’t mistaken, given the size.
Thalia sucked in a sharp breath.How the hell did it find its way out here?
“What’s it doing?” Keegan asked, his features shadowed.
