Chapter 34: Undeniable pleasure

Cassandra entered her room and took off her sandal just as Edward stormed in. "What are you doing here? Get out!" she exclaimed.

"Why did you leave like that?" Edward inquired.

"Oh, just go back to your little girlfriend, jerk! And here's your ring!" she exclaimed as she stepped away.

Edward snatched her arm and pushed her up against the wall. "F*ck, Cassandra, are you jealous?"

Her lips quivered as she stared at his lips, her breasts gasping for air. Hating him and wanting him at the same time. "Don't suit yourself, you're the one who's jealous," she growled.

He moved in for a kiss, taking her face in one hand, but she pushed him back. "Don't you dare," she said angrily.

His lips came crashing down on her lips, trying to pin her hands down by her side and back her up against the wall.

He smashed her with his lips, his mouth hot as he forced her mouth open with his tongue and explored the inside of her mouth.

Looking down at her mouth, Edward managed to tear his lips away; her lips were sweet and moist, a little puffy from the intensity of his kiss. "If you want me to leave. I'll leave," he said, his breathing harsh and ragged.

She stared up at him, licking her lips, and before she knew it, she had wrapped her arms around his neck, and her lips met him when they came down hard on hers.

Edward smirked as he picked her up and carried her over to the bed, kicking the door shut with his foot. He stood up and removed his jacket and shirt, kissing Cassandra's neck as his hand moved up her leg to between her thighs.

Her vision was filled with Edward's broad shoulders and the liquid sweep of his lips against her skin. He had removed her dress, as well as his pants, without her knowing. She was panting and breathing heavily as he moved his mouth over her.

He came to a halt, hovering over her. "I can't stop now, Cassandra, and I don't want to," he said quietly.

"I need you right now, Edward," she hissed.

"You can't get away from me now. There's no turning back, sweetie. We're going to get married as soon as possible," Edward said, placing her hands on the back of his head and pulling him down for a kiss. She could feel his c*ck inside her, hard and throbbing. She moaned and called out his name.

When he bit her collarbone so hard that she let out a loud groan, her back arched. When Edward bit her neck, her entire body vibrated.

Edward smirked as he felt the sensation of biting into her skin. His psychotic mind enjoyed kissing and biting her skin.

His psychotic mind enjoyed kissing and biting her skin. He knew he had left a mark on her skin that she would never forget, and he was determined not to let that mark fade away. "You're mine, Cassandra. Only mine," he said as her fingers dug into his covered biceps from the intense pleasure she was experiencing. She didn't want to touch him, but he was the only one who could hold her attention at the time. His touch provided undeniable pleasure.

Her body shook with euphoria as his hand caressed her legs, reaching to her thighs beneath the gown.

"Now tell me, sweetie, what should I do? Should I take you right here? Should I take you right on this table roughly?" he asked, but Cassandra remained silent.

Edward then drew her waist in closer, pressing her body against his. His hand began to move around her body as she fisted her hands to keep herself from breaking down.

Her kissing pace was soft and slow, which added to his desperation. He snatched the back of her head, intensifying the kiss.

He nestled his head in her crook, his lips on her skin. Cassandra yelped as he tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her head backward and exposing her neck for him to do as he pleased.

She then grabbed his shoulders, gasping, as he bit her throat before licking it and softly kissing it.

"Tell me you're mine," he said, kissing her jaw.

"I-I am yours," he said, brushing his lips against her collarbone before attaching his lips and kissing her all over.

"Again," he growled, lifting her head to peck her nose and cheeks.

"I am yours," Cassandra said, her lips brushing against his.

"That's right, you're mine, and only mine remember that."

With that, he yanked her gown off her body, revealing her naked body beneath a bra. He growled before slamming his lips against her and pulling her into a vicious kiss. There was no getting away from Cassandra's realization that she was madly in love with her daughter's father.

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Cassandra pushed herself up against him, pressing her lips against his. She straddled him quickly as he stroked her thighs, causing her to moan with pleasure and desire. She could feel his growing erection through his jeans against her as she sat on the bedroom floor; she ground her pelvis against him and felt him harden. He moaned as his erection pressed painfully against the zip on his jeans.

"Oh, sh*t! Don't you realize how badly I want to f*ck you, Cassandra?" he hissed. "Then do it!" she exclaimed as he kissed the back of her neck.

He paused. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she said before pressing her lips against his once more. He slowly drew himself up, and she encircled him, stroking his chest and hair. With one hand on her ass, he massaged the skin before delivering a soft smack. He smacks her ass again, softly, before burying his hand in her hair.

"Ahhh!" she wailed.

They then fell onto the bed, and Edward unzipped his jeans slowly, possibly feeling his manhood as she pulled them and his pants off him.

"F*ck! He's as solid as a rock!" she exclaimed to herself.

Edward sat up slightly beneath her and trailed kisses down her neck. She moaned and rubbed her d*ck with her wet sex. She stroked his genitalia. He sighed as she fondled his manhood before returning to grinding him. His kisses turned more aggressive before stopping at her breasts.

"F*ck! Ahhhh! This is amazing... ahhhhh," he panted as he sat back down on the bed. "Yesss, ahhhh, do you love it?" she asked as Edward moaned again. Cassandra was aware that her nipples had become hard and protruded as a result of his touch and the sensation between them.

He slid right into her after she pushed down. He grabbed her hips instinctively as she twisted her hips in a circular motion.

Underneath her, he hissed. As she slowly lifted herself up and then back in.

"F*ck! You feel so good as usual!" he grumbled.

As she bounced on top of him, he played with her breasts. His d*ck moving inside her fuelled and created friction against her g-spot. That

The combination of him pinching her breasts sparked a fire within her.

"F*ck!" exclaimed she, "Edward!"

As her insides turned to liquid, moistening and allowing for rougher entry, the sex became hotter and rougher. As he flipped her over, her nails dug into his back. His body on top of her restrained her. His lips ravaged her neck and collar, filling the air with pants and moans. She clung to him as his d*ck shattered her, burying his face in her shoulder.

Edward closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of being inside Cassandra, who was wet and tense. Her squirming and moaning drove him insane with desire. He pumped harder and faster, hearing her scream when she peaked; now it was his turn.

Cassandra slightly arched her back as she convulsed in the beauty of orgasm after orgasm. He tipped over the edge as he emptied himself into her before collapsing on the bed next to her.

"Sh*t!" he yelled as their breathing became labored as they struggled to catch their breath. She looked at him, and he looked back. He kissed her and rolled onto his side, pulling her close. "That dinner with Anthony will never happen," he sneered.

Cassandra curled up in his arms and nodded. She couldn't resist him any longer, so she stopped denying her feelings toward him.

Edward was shaken by a warm hand on his chest. "Ready for round three?" he asked, opening his eyes and smiling.

When someone called, Cassandra didn't finish her sentence.

"Señorito!" yelled a voice through the door.

"Hey, it's Juan!"

"Juan! What are you doing? Don't bother them, let's go downstairs with me, "Madam Consuelo said quietly enough for them to hear.

When they heard them, Cassandra blushed. "Don't be shy, sweetie," Edward said quietly.

"But you have to leave before Akia wakes up; she can't find you here," Cassandra begged.

"I think she'll be very happy to know that we're so close now," Edward predicted.

"But—"

"No buts, Cassandra, we're getting married soon, so it's okay, sweetie. I know our daughter will be happy. I'm not going to let you go again, Cassandra. You're only mine ma amore," Edward said as he kissed her forehead.