Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
Naomi
Cassius’s body draped over mine as we collapsed on my bed. His cock still pulsed inside me, and we both gasped for air.
Having him wrapped around me felt too good, but who was this man?
How different was the Cassius I knew in Greece from the Cass of the Lykaios dynasty? And why the fuck would he want me when everyone knew the Greek side of the Lykaios family only married other Greeks and never steered from tradition?
None of this made any sense. Why had he lived in Greece if he belonged to the Vegas Lykaioses?
“Why didn’t you say something sooner?” I asked, breaking the silence. “You knew I was vested in us.”
“Did I?” he responded and then asked, “Why didn’t you tell your family about me? You had three years to do the same.”
“You already know the answer. And I never lied to you.”
He’d known from the very beginning why I kept things from my family. Greek families were just as traditionalistic as Indian ones.
“So you’re excused for lying because it was to your family. Double standard, I see.”
My temper flared.
“I didn’t lie about who I am…” I trailed off as I shifted and felt the warm glide of liquid where his cock sat tucked in my body.
Was that cum?
I shifted to look over my shoulder as a panic pounded in my chest. I wasn’t this stupid. I never let myself be this stupid.
When my gaze landed on him, I saw a primal gleam in his eyes, and in the next second, his previously softening cock started to grow hard again.
“We didn’t use a condom.”
His hand settled on my hip. “We didn’t.”
“What do you mean we didn’t?” I tried to push him off, but his weight kept him buried in me.
“If you’re going dancing, you will have my cum inside you when you go.”
I jerked in an attempt to buck him off, which only pushed him deeper into my sex. “What?”
“You heard what I said.”
“Have you lost your mind?”
He rolled his hips, and my waning arousal purred to life. “No, I’m seeing things absolutely clear.”
“O…Obviously not.”
“One way or another, I’m binding you to me.
” Now fully erect, he pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and thrust back in, causing me to arch up against the invasion.
“And if it means planting my child inside you, so be it. Then you’ll have no choice but to confess to your family you picked a Greek boy over one they wanted for you. ”
“You’re a fucking Neanderthal.”
“When it comes to you.” He pulled out and plowed back in. “I won’t deny it.”
I tried to ignore the exquisite sensations rippling inside me, but my traitorous body betrayed me and I wrapped my legs around him, pulled forward, and brought myself flush against him.
The urge to lift, meet his demands until I lost myself in release pushed at the back of my mind.
Only with this man could I have conversations in the middle of sex.
Bringing my face a hairsbreadth from his, I said, “Listen up, caveman. You can fuck me all you want, but I won’t get pregnant.”
“Why is that?”
“I’m on birth control, dumbass.”
He wrapped my hair around his fist and jerked my head back, sending tingles down my spine.
“You were due for your shot this past week, remember? It is only one hundred percent effective if you keep up with the schedule.”
Of course, he paid attention to the timetable for my contraceptive.
“I can remedy that.” I gritted my teeth, still desperately trying to ignore the sensation of his cock tucked deep in me, pulsing hot and thick.
As if sensing my thoughts, he rocked against my sensitive clit. I bit my lip, unable to hide my reaction. Then he rolled us, sitting me astride him and keeping his cock tucked deep inside me.
Before I could gain my bearing, he said, “And just how do you think you’re going to fix the problem when I plan to fuck you every chance I get? Sooner or later, I’ll get the outcome I want.”
He lifted me and slid me down his length, making me gasp.
“Keep dreaming.” I gripped his shoulders, trying so hard not to fuck him the way I’d said I wouldn’t.
His blue eyes blazed into mine as if he believed it was a certainty.
Setting his hands on my knees, he stroked up and down, then said, “Now ride me, psychi mou. You don’t want to be late for your night out dancing.”