Page 87 of Tower of Ash and Darkness
“No!”
The word bursts out of me, desperate and breathless. My hands clutch at him, my nails raking down his back as I press closer.
“Don’t stop.”
His lips curve into a wicked smile, and his fingers move faster, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
“Then say it,”he whispers, his voice soft but unrelenting.“Say you want me.”
“I want you,”I gasp, the words spilling out like a confession.“Only you.”
Casper growls in satisfaction, and his lips crash into mine again, his kiss fierce and consuming. His hand withdraws, leaving me trembling and wanting, and I let out a small whimper at the loss.
But before I can protest, he’s undoing the buttons of his pants. He steps closer, pressing me harder against the wall as he frees himself. My heart races as I feel his heat against me, the solid weight that promises everything I’ve been craving.
“Are you ready for me, Princess?”he asks, his voice a low rumble.
I nod, my breath catching as I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
“Please,”I whimper, my voice trembling with need.
With one smooth, powerful motion, he enters me, and the world tilts on its axis. A cry escapes my lips as he fills me completely, stretching me in a way that’s both overwhelming and perfect.
“Fuck,”he groans, his voice thick with restraint.
Each thrust pushes me higher, closer to the edge, until I’m teetering on the brink. His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as he drives deeper, faster, the intensity building with every movement. My cries echo in the small space, mingling with his low, guttural groans.
“Lailah…”Casper sighs my name in my ear, a soft, haunting breath.“Lailah,”he whispers again, his voice like velvet.
“Lailah!”
I snap back to reality, my name shouted shrilly as I’m jolted awake. Sera’s voice cuts through the fog, her hands gripping my shoulders, shaking me into the present. Curiosity and concern flicker across her face as she notices the sweat trickling down mine, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Then, Sera’s expression shifts to one of delight, her eyes widening as she covers her mouth with both hands.
"Oh my gods, you had a sex dream, didn’t you?" she teases, leaning forward and placing both hands gently on my face.
“My little girl is growing up.” She puckers her lips and squeezes me playfully.
I immediately push her hands away, rolling my eyes in exasperation.Sweating and flustered, I run my hands through my damp hair, pushing it back from my face. My hand instinctively moves to cover my mouth as my face burns even hotter, my eyes drifting toward her gleaming, amused face.
A soft laugh escapes me, and I can’t help but smile at her over-the-top excitement.
“You have to tell meeverything,” she says, her voice practically dancing with curiosity.
I rise and slip into the bathing chamber, the stone cool beneath my bare feet. The brass faucet creaks as I turn it, water spilling into the basin with a steady, echoing splash. I cup my hands beneath the flow and bring the cold water to my face, letting it chase the heat from my skin—shocking at first, then centering. I draw in a slow breath, steadying myself, then reach for a linen cloth and pat my face dry before stepping back into the bedroom.
Sera’s sitting on the edge of the bed, one eyebrow raised in suspicion. She crosses her arms, a sly smile on her lips.
“I’m not having this conversation with you,” I declare, my voice a mixture of amusement and embarrassment, though a small chuckle slips out despite myself.
“Okay, at least tell me this…”
She stands, taking a few steps toward me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Was it about Jason?" She gestures at my body, mimicking the curves she’s teasing. “Or was it that vampire of yours you can’t seem to stop thinking about?”
My eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and my heart skips a beat.
