Chapter 194: Not A Dream

"Ahhh..."

Cas sighed in satisfaction when he lounged on the comfortable bed, freely getting himself settled on the sheets after taking a refreshing bath and changing his clothes into something more appealing for tonight. He placed both his hands behind the back of his head, using it as a pillow while his heavy eyelids drooped to a close.

Without blood consumption, his body was still relatively weak, and since he didn’t want to bother Madeline after the awful journey they just had, he decided to get some sleep with the hopes that his urges to taste blood will leave his mind for the meantime till he recovers a bit of strength.

Releasing a deep breath, Cassian could hear the clock on the wall ticking each seconds, he couldn’t guess how long he had tried to make himself fall asleep, but when he opened his eyes to steal a peek at what the time might be, the door to the room quietly opened, swaying his mind from the clock, and Cassian’s sleepy eyes fell on the young woman who stepped in.

In an instant, his eyes snapped wide in confusion and awe when the Madeline he knew stood at the entrance of the door, dressed in nothing but a navy blue, satin chemise that was barely long enough to cover her shapely derriere. The chemise glided over her body like silk, and it was also adorned with lace trim at the bottom.

Her midnight-black hair fell in smooth, loose waves around her shoulders to her back, accentuating the natural beauty of her delicate face. Whenever he saw her hair looking like that, Cassian always had the urge to twist a lock around his finger, succumbing to the softness, and then he would pull slightly to force a reaction out of the stubborn woman.

But then, Madeline wasn’t someone who would tempt him enough to imagine things this roughly.

Unable to believe the wondrous sight in front of him, he sat up properly and rubbed his eyes, wanting to confirm if he was seeing things or if it was just his hallucinations, but alas! She was standing right there looking like an archangel about to punish him.

In a trapped daze, his unshifting gaze studied her from head to toe, from the innocent smile on her soft-looking pink lips to the wicked features of her face. He knew from her appearance and expression that this woman had a dangerous intention tonight, one he clearly wasn’t ready to deal with as he was already battling with his inner desires for blood.

From the transparent blue chemise, he could see the outline of her matching-color panties hooked to each side of her womanly hips, and he felt the uncontrollable rush of desire to strip it down her creamy-colored thighs, further down to the soles of her feet. So much so that he involuntarily swallowed hard.

"Maddie." He found his voice when the seducing figure began to make her way to where he was sitting on the bed, and Cassian shook his head in denial, refusing to believe this woman who was walking up to him was his wife.

She looked like his wife, but the Madeline he knew would never make the mistake of seducing him in this manner.

"What are you--"

"Shhh..." the looming figure of Madeline silenced him up, and he watched as she crawled onto the bed, making her way towards where he was sitting. She had deliberately lowered herself to give him a peek of her smooth womanly bosoms that cupped out from the chemise, and it definitely captured his attention.

When she wanted to place a hand to his chest, Cas immediately covered up with a look of alarm, a hint of desire displaying in his Amber-brown eyes, but the uncertainty was still there.

"Is this another trick? Do you intend to hit me?" He asked, refusing to fall prey to this temptation only to get hit or slapped in the chest again.

"Hit?" She tilted her head to the side, looking completely lost as to what he meant. "Why would I do that?" The same inviting smile graced her lips as her hands came forward to touch his sturdy chest, and to Cassian’s bafflement, her hands slipped in since he had undid a few buttons earlier.

"You want this relief, but why is it so difficult for you to ask for it?" Her euphonious voice was nothing like Cassian had ever heard, so sweet and like a hypnotizing Melody in his head.

"Maddie." Cassian’s eyes involuntarily closed when she traced her fingers along the rippled muscles of his chest, feeling the powerful heat that was starting to brew deep within him.

With a soft smile on her lips, he watched as her fingers began to slowly unbutton the rest of the buttons on his shirt. Each button that gave away only made her heart beat faster, and Cassian knew this because he could hear the rapid drumming of her heart aligning with his.

She finally reached the last one and pulled Cassian’s shirt apart, revealing his chiseled torso that made her mouth water. Beguilingly, her fingers danced across his abs to his smooth skin, feeling the heat radiating from his sinful body.

"Let me relieve you tonight, allow me to please you in ways you’d like. Just tell me how you want it, and I’ll do my best to make sure you enjoy it." Saying this in a whisper that left Cassian dizzy, he felt her soft lips press against his flat stomach, sending blood rushing from South to the East as he closed his eyes again.

"Maddie." Cassian tried to fight it off, Maddie will never say something like this to him, Maddie would...

A stunned gasp left his lips when the woman who was dropping kisses on his abs some minutes ago, moved to take one of his nipples into her hot mouth. His eyes snapped wide as his fingers curled against the bed, grabbing it tightly while the woman in front of him licked and sucked on his nipple before moving to the next one.

Cassian’s mind had been completely knocked out, and he could feel blood rush immediately to his lower member, awakening the sleeping monster.

"Maddie, wait." His breathing came out ragged as he grabbed a handful of her hair, making her look at him. He was already beginning to lose his self control.

"What are you doing?" He growled in a low tone, and the woman in turn licked her lips with her pink tongue, an action that made Cassian’s eyes darken visibly, and she answered honestly.

"Pleasing my husband. Don’t you like it?"

"Why all of a--"

"You can talk to me when we’re done." She leaned closer, her hands drawing circles on his chest while her dark orbs never shifted from him, and there was not even the slightest hesitancy from her.

He could feel her fingertips trail down his chest, further down to his stomach and abs, and she still didn’t stop until she got to the waist lining of his nightwear pants, running her fingers slowly and steadily in a soft touch that made his member twitch uncontrollably down there.

"Don’t stop me, tell me how much you want it instead." As if on cue, her hands slipped into his pants.

"M..Maddie." Cassian immediately caught hold of her wrist, pulling her hand out before she could touch him where it throbbed most.

"Wait.." his voice sounded hoarse, and a trickle of sweat ran down his face, chest, and Cassian knew it was caused by the heat generated from his body.

Madeline gazed deep into his eyes, seeing his desire and hunger for her. There was no need for words; the passion between them was palpable. In that moment, nothing else mattered - there were only two of them, locked in a moment of pure, unbridled desire.

"What do you want?" She whispered, and as their passion reached a fever pitch, Cassian could no longer deny it as his hand that cradled the back of her head, pulled her close till her lips came crashing down on him in a feverish rush.

He could feel her melting into him, lost in the sensation. Cassian’s hold on her hand released, and just like before, he could feel them slide down his exposed chest, eliciting a soft groan from him, and when he felt those unruly hands make their way down to his hardened member, his eyes snapped open.

Bewildered and shocked to the brim, Cassian sat upright in a giffy, his breathing ragged and his mind disoriented. His nightwear clung to his skin due to the sweat that made his body glow against the lights of the candle.

Looking around the room, he realized he was the only one here. Madeline was nowhere in sight, and when a gust of wind invaded his room, Cassian’s body shuddered from the effect, his heartbeat turning rampant by the second as he understood exactly what took place.

"Did he just dream about all that??" Taking a look at the throbbing thing down there, Cassian realized, unfortunately, that his hardness wasn’t a dream.

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