30. Cassandra Walker
The door to my room swung inwards to reveal my flawless, quivering little masochist.
I was hovering on the thin line of sanity that I’d been playing jump rope with my entire life.
My need for her was so strong it was almost violent, and I forced myself to stay deathly still as I took her in.
She was backlit in the warm glow of the light from the hall, and the shadows snaked around every dip and curve of her lean, yet heavily muscled form.
Her hair was loose, hanging to her jaw in soft waves.
She was completely naked, and I took my time drinking in every inch of her. All that smooth, beautiful skin… She was a perfect contrast of hard lines and soft curves.
My gaze snagged on the thick scar on her left oblique, marking where that sick fuck had plunged a knife deep into her belly.
He’d tried to take her away from me.
I was both glad he was dead and furious that I hadn’t been the one to kill him.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine!
“Come over here,” I ordered, and Theo only hesitated for a moment before taking a careful step forward.
“Cass…” she croaked as she approached the end of my bed.
I was lounging on top of the covers with my back up against the headboard.
My breasts were still exposed over the top of my slip, and Theo licked her lips nervously as she stared helplessly at my chest.
“Get on the bed, Theodora,” I ordered, lazily toying with one of my nipples as I watched her.
Theo swallowed hard, then obeyed.
Every time I told her to do something and she just… did it, a rush of pure, unadulterated dopamine rushed through me.
I could tell her to do fucking anything right now, and she would do it.
My mind raced with the possibilities, and I was unable to keep the satisfied smirk off my face as the end of my bed dipped to accommodate her weight.
So close.
My California king was big enough to fit five Theos, so despite the fact she was kneeling on the edge, waiting for further instruction, she was still much too far away for my liking.
“Come closer, Theodora. Crawl,” I ordered softly, and she immediately dropped her palms to the mattress, getting on all fours.
Even on her hands and knees, she moved like a predator, but the look on her face was pure prey.
My prey.
That low, dark, purring sensation rolled through my chest again as I watched her move, and a hot wetness flooded between my thighs.
She looked so good crawling toward me… It made me want to reward her. So, I uncrossed my legs and bent my knees slightly.
Her gaze immediately flew to exactly where I wanted it to go.
I wasn’t wearing any panties under the slip.
She could see everything from this angle, and her pupils blew so wide she almost looked high.
“Jesus, Cass…” she rasped, reaching for me helplessly.
She was mindless right now.
Like a moth to a flame… it was like she literally couldn’t resist me, and it made me feel like a fucking god.
Wanting to see just how much power I had over her, I raised one leg and placed my bare foot on her shoulder, stopping her from coming any closer.
She whimpered, but obeyed, her eyes never straying from that wet, throbbing spot that lived directly between my legs.
She licked her lips, and I knew what she wanted.
“Theodora,” I said firmly.
“Yeah?” she croaked, still staring between my legs as she hovered in that trance-like state. I smirked.
“Eyes on me,” I ordered, and her gaze snapped from my pussy to my face.
“What do you want, sweet girl? Be honest.”
Theo looked like she could barely form words, let alone tell me what she wanted.
“Come on, baby. Tell me what you want, and I might let you have it.”
“Honestly?” she asked, staring directly into my eyes. “I want to bury my face in your pussy and finger fuck you until you scream.”
She was pressing her shoulder harder and harder into the foot I was using to hold her in place, as if she could barely restrain herself from diving face-first between my thighs.
I smiled and spread my legs wider, tracing two fingers over my clit and rubbing myself in slow, wet circles.
She stared as I touched myself, and my skin sheeted with goose bumps as she let out an adorable little whine.
“Cass…”
“You want this pussy, Theodora?” I asked, and she nodded, her throat rolling with a wet click.
“Yes. I want it. I want it so bad, Cassandra.”
“Beg me for it.” I smirked.
I don’t know why I expected her to put up more of a fight… but to my absolute delight, there was none.
She didn’t hesitate. Her gaze flew to mine, and I could feel her trembling against my foot.
“Please, Cassandra. Please let me taste you, baby girl. It’s all I’ve wanted since the day I met you.”
She turned her head and gently kissed my ankle. I watched her eyes close as she shuddered, waiting for me to give her permission to touch me.
Both my monster and I smiled at the woman kneeling in submission before us.
Removing my foot from her shoulder, I spread my legs even wider and reached for her.
“Alright, baby. Come here. Take what you need, sweet girl.” My voice was soft, despite the violent explosion of emotion that was raging through my chest.
The look on Theo’s face in that moment was something I didn’t think I would ever forget.
It was pure peace.
Like she’d been searching for ages for somewhere safe to rest, and I’d just given her the keys to sanctuary.
“Thank you,” she choked, and then she was on me.