A High so Sweet: A Dark Enemies to Lovers Romance (Thornes & Roses Book 2)

by Dani René

  “You killed him?” I gasp in shock. There’s a lot of blood on his clothes, but I didn’t think Cassian would actually do it.

  “Not yet,” he appeases me. “He’s in just a little…. pain,” he whispers the last word, which is drenched in a threat I don’t want information about.

  “So… You’re… I mean, we’re…” I don’t know how to word it, how to ask him if it means he wants me. I want to ask him if I’m his now, does that mean he’s mine too?

  Cassian tips his head to the side, his eyes narrow to quizzical teal orbs as he watches me, drinking in every inch of my face. “What is it, little liar?”

  “Are we a couple?” I ask, feeling stupid for even voicing it because I sound like a child. A teen with a crush on the popular boy in school. And his hands are still gripping my ass as if he’s going to mark me for life.

  “I’ll have to think about it.” He chuckles when my mouth falls open at his response. “Let’s just say we’ll take it a day at a time because right now, I’m going to strip all these clothes off your body, and I’m going to taste every inch of you. And when you’re a whimpering mess, begging for my cock inside you, I might give you what you’ve wanted since you were sixteen.”

  “You’re such a bastard,” I bite out, swatting him on the shoulder, only earning me a smile in response. He knows what I want, what I need, so when Cassian spins on his heel with me still in his hold, I’m not scared. Not anymore.

  Cassian drops me onto the mattress with a bounce, and a squeal escapes me. He leans in, and I instinctively scoot back, but he’s on me in seconds. His body nestles between my thighs, and his hardness presses against my core, sending pleasure shooting through every inch of me.

  “Time to see just how sweet my little liar tastes,” he murmurs as he tugs at the sweatpants that he gave me to wear. His fingers hook into my panties, and he grins when I gasp, feeling the cool air hitting my body. Cassian’s movements are swift, and seconds later, my waist, all the way down to my toes, is bared before him.

  His pupils dilate when he drinks me in. His hands grip my ankles, and he lifts both to his mouth, sending me sprawling on the mattress. His lips press soft kisses on each leg before he lowers my feet to the bed.

  I watch as he shrugs off his jacket; next to disappear is his button-up shirt, which is stained with blood. And then I’m met with Cassian’s body. Broad shoulders that have lean muscles tensing as he moves. His chest is smooth, tanned, and every inch of him is sculpted to perfection.

  My gaze drinks him in, trailing down to his abs that look like they’ve been chiseled from marble. His hips taper down into his pants, and the V muscles make my mouth water. There’s a dark trail of hair under his belly button that leads down, behind the waistband of his suit pants.

  “Enjoying the view?” he taunts confidently, clearly enjoying the attention.

  “Not bad.” My sass earns me a light swat on my thigh. “Hey!”

  “Off with the top,” he orders easily, and for once in my life, I don’t retort a response or challenge him; I simply obey. The moment the material hits the bed beside me, Cassian is on me, over me, consuming my every thought and breath.

  His hands on the mattress on either side of my head cage me in. His mouth inches from mine, the warmth of him cocooning me, and then he rolls his hips, sending sparks of pure pleasure shooting from my core to every nerve ending in my body.

  “Cassian.” His name slips unbidden from my lips when his mouth captures the sensitive flesh of my neck, and he suckles hard until I’m a whimpering mess. I know he’s marking me, and I haven’t been more turned on than I am right now.

  He doesn’t answer. His response is his movement down my body, capturing a hardened nipple between his teeth as he bites down, turning me inside out as he sends more pleasure skittering down my spine, causing my clit to throb for contact. Still, he doesn’t offer satisfaction; he merely taunts.

  Each kiss is nothing but a tease. When he reaches my stomach, I feel the chuckle in response to my hips lifting involuntarily at his nearness to where I need him most.

  “Is my little liar aching?” he questions, and when I open my eyes, I find those teal orbs looking up at me from between my thighs, and everything I want to throw back at him in response disappears.

  Memories of nights where I was alone in bed, my fingers pleasuring me as my fantasies of Cassian teased me, hitting me full force. All I can do is nod, and he smiles a grin that makes him look like a feral animal ready to feast.

  And feast he does.

  His mouth latches onto me, sending me soaring. I cry out as pleasure takes hold of me, wrapping around me like a rope, twining itself over and over until I’m nothing but a mess of whimpering desire.

  “Please, please, please.” My begging falls from my lips as my hands find Cassian’s head, and my hips rock against him as I take my pleasure. His tongue darts inside me as he licks me like I’ve never before experienced. Right now, I feel like a virgin, experiencing sex for the first time, and my body sparks to life, causing arousal to drench Cassian’s mouth.

  “Just like I always imagined,” he mumbles against me in a low gravelly tone that vibrates against my pussy. “Like a fucking drug.” He trails his fingers up and down my core until two fingers dip into me, sending my hips sky high, and I earn myself another dirty laugh from the man who’s playing me as if I were a musical instrument.

  “Please, Cassian,” I plead, meeting his heated stare that seems to scorch every inch of me. “Please.”

  “Tell me what you want, little liar,” he coos before pressing soft kisses on my mound, which only empties my mind of any rational thought. I don’t know what I need, to come, for him to be inside me, or something else. I’m not even sure what to ask for anymore, and I know he’s enjoying my agony.

  With a seductive smile curling his lips, he swats my pussy, causing me to cry out as pleasure wracks through me. Another slap comes seconds later, and another after that, sending me spiraling into an abyss of euphoria.

  I’ve experienced agony before. But this pain is nothing compared to anything else I’ve ever known. This is pleasurable pain, which I’ll gladly take at the hands of Cassian Thorne.

  26

  Cassian

  Her body is nothing more than a pliable mess under me, exactly what I’ve wanted for so long. The sweetness of her arousal coats my tongue. I’ve never been so addicted to a woman’s flavor before, and I know one taste of Kalyn will never be enough.

  She lifts her head, locking those pretty eyes on me, and I can’t help but smile at how glassy they are. Her pupils are dilated, her lips swollen and plump, and her cheeks are bright red.

  “Please, Cassian,” she begs once more, and I award her with another spank to her wet pussy, which earns me a whimper. Slowly, I slip two fingers into her tight heat. My taunting movements are enough to send her to the edge, but I don’t curl my fingers to get her off; I ensure I keep her teetering, torturing her with an orgasm that’s just out of reach.

  “You’ll come when I want you to,” I inform her with a smile.

  Her whimpers and moans are music to my ears. I’ve wanted nothing more than to make her beg, to hear her plead with me for more, so much more, and now that I have her here, I never want to let her go.

  My fingers move steadily, in and out, sending her to the precipice, and allowing her to stay there. When her hips thrust upward, her need showing clearly on her expression, I can’t help but stop.

  “Cassian!” When she screams my name in frustration, I chuckle. “This is torture.”

  “Oh, I know it is, little liar,” I taunt, circling her clit until her hips are once again undulating on the mattress. “And it’s not going to stop until you beg for what you really want,” I tell her. I alternate between teasing her hardened nub and dipping my fingers inside her. My cock weeps in my boxers for a taste, to slide into her, but that will come. Soon enough.

  Pulling my fingers from Kalyn’s pussy, I slide them into my mouth and lick
her essence from my digits while she watches. Her cheeks darken, the soft hue of pink trailing down her chest.

  “Ask for what you truly want,” I announce as I push to my feet, causing her to whimper yet again. Once I’m standing, I unbutton the suit pants that are caked in her fiancé’s blood before pushing them down and stepping out of them. Kalyn watches me, her eyes never wavering as my movements then tug at my socks. Once I’m standing before her in only my underwear, I halt.

  She lifts her gaze, locking it on mine. “I want you to fuck me,” she whispers as the embarrassment turns her tanned skin pink. “I want you inside me. I want to feel you; I need you to make me feel something. Anything other than this need for a high, for a smoke, or a line of coke.”

  Her admission is jarring.

  “Even now, while you’re here, naked and wet for me, you’re thinking about drugs,” I say, realizing just how much this shit has a hold on her. She doesn’t respond because it wasn’t a question. Instead of talking again, I push my boxers to the floor. A gasp of surprise falls from her lips when she takes in my hardness, and the glint of the silver bar pierced under the head.

  “You’re…”

  “Come closer, little liar,” I order, ignoring her observation. “It’s time for that pretty little mouth to apologize.” She doesn’t sass me, which I almost expect her to do. Instead, she obeys easily, scooting closer. The scent of sex hangs in the air, her arousal engulfing my senses, and it takes all my restraint not to push her down and thrust into her.

  My hands twine behind my back. My cock juts out toward her, right in her face. She’s at the perfect height to take me between those plump lips. Gently, she grips me and elicits a hiss from me.

  “You know what to do,” I manage to grit out as pleasure courses through my veins, my blood hot, my cock dripping with precum as she tentatively darts that pretty tongue out and laps at my dick.

  Every inch of my body, from my head right down to my toes, spark with need. I want to drive into her throat and listen to her gag, but I refrain. She wraps her lips around my shaft and slowly, ever so fucking slowly, sinks down toward my crotch. With every tight swallow of her throat, my hands fist behind me, my nails digging into my palms to keep from coming too soon.

  Kalyn works me with her mouth. Sliding back, then dipping down, her throat tightens when the piercing hits deep, and the soft choking sounds have my erection throbbing along her tongue. Her hands grip my balls, holding them, massaging them, until I’m ready to empty my seed inside her.

  My hands quickly tangle in her curls, and I tug her off my dick. “Enough.” It’s the first time I’ve ever stopped a woman from making me come, but with Kalyn, it’s different. I want her, but I need to be inside her when I finally find my release.

  I move around the bed to pull open the nightstand drawer and find a foil wrapper. Tearing it open with my teeth, I sheath myself before making my way back to my girl.

  “Tonight, I’ll use a condom, but this is the first and only time I’ll do it, in the future, you’ll take my dick raw.” It’s a promise, a vow. I can’t imagine just how good she’ll feel without the rubber on, but I will find out.

  “I’m on the pill,” she informs me, and thoughts of what that bastard did to her come rushing back. Before I have time to think about it, I’m on her, nestling myself between her perfect thighs. Her heat at my dick has me gritting my teeth.

  I reach between us, fisting myself before I nudge her opening. Kalyn’s back arches from the mattress as I slowly, gently sink inside her tightness. Her pussy pulses around me with every thrust, and by the time I’m fully seated, I don’t know how long I’ll last. She feels like heaven and hell, taking me to a euphoric place I’d never been before, and I never want to leave.

  “Look at me,” I command, my voice husky with desire. Kalyn’s pretty eyes snap to mine, the warm chocolate melting into my cold teal. “You are mine.” My words are annunciated with every thrust of my cock. Her walls pulse around me as if her body is trying to milk my release from me.

  “I am.” Her admission sends pride soaring through my chest. “I’ve always been yours,” she tells me earnestly, and I know I can’t hold back any longer. My hips move quicker, my body slamming her into the mattress. Kalyn tangles her arms around my neck, holding onto me as we move in sync.

  “Fuck,” I bite out when I feel her body tighten. She’s so close. I reach down between us, my cock fucking into her deeply, and I circle her clit with my thumb, which only seems to make her body grip me in a vise.

  My mouth latches onto the softness of her neck, the same spot I’d bit her before, and my teeth grazes the flesh. She shudders at the pain and pleasure I gift her, and I can’t help but smile against her skin.

  “Come for me, little liar. Give me all you’ve got.” I suck on the spot while pinching the hardened nub, which sends her over. My words are a breathy whisper, but she responds with a cry of my name that echoes around us, hanging in the air above us.

  Her cunt pulses, tightens, and her arousal drenches me as my own release skitters down my spine, and I thrust once, twice, and on the third and final drive, I grunt out my pleasure, emptying myself in the condom.

  27

  Kalyn

  I have no clue how long we lie there, tangled limbs and sweaty skin. But when Cassian finally moves, I feel his absence. He pushes to his feet, and I watch in awe as he tugs the condom from his softening cock and disposes of it in the trash can. He turns to me, his eyes burning a hole right through me.

  “Come, we’ll take a shower.” He holds out his hand to me, and I gratefully accept it. No words are spoken as we make our way into the bathroom while he turns on the shower and helps me into the space.

  Once we’re both under the spray, Cassian grabs the gel from earlier and fills his palm with the silky liquid. He grabs the sponge and lathers it up before tentatively soaping me up. The suds tingle over my shoulders, down my stomach, and he gently washes my thighs, my pussy, and down my calves.

  I don’t realize I’m crying until he rises to full height and cups my face with his hands. “Hey,” he murmurs when he realizes I’m sobbing. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” The concern in his expression doesn’t stop my blubbering; it only makes it worse.

  Shaking my head, I offer a small smile. “No. I don’t know. I just…” I breathe deeply, trying to find the words to tell him why I’m crying, even though I’m as confused as he is. “I haven’t felt so cared for, not in a long time,” I finally say. I wanted to use the word loved, but this is so new, I don’t want to scare Cassian off. I’m not sure where we go from here; I don’t at all expect him to profess his undying love, but deep down, my heart aches for it, and I can’t not hold out hope.

  Cassian presses his lips to mine in a soft, gentle kiss that has my stomach tumbling at the affection he’s offering. When he pulls away, I keep my eyes on his as he regards me.

  “You’re mine now, Kalyn,” he says. “There’s no more running and hiding. And you’re going to get healthy.” It’s a promise. One that makes my heart skip a few beats. “I may have gotten that bastard out of your life, but there’s still secrets he hasn’t confessed to, which we will find out. He didn’t tell me why he targeted your father, or you for that matter.”

  “What did he say?” I ask as the water hits us both. There’s something cleansing about this conversation, and I want to know everything Paulo said to Cassian because, even now, I can’t deny I was stupid to stay. Weakness took hold of me, weakness at an addiction I didn’t fight; instead, I gave in and wasted several years of my life.

  “All he said was that he never planned to marry you. That he did knowingly hurt you so you could lose the baby,” Cassian murmurs, his hold on my face fierce but affectionate. I want to turn away from shame, but he doesn’t allow me to. “I made sure he paid for his words.”

  “Is that where all the blood came from?”

  Cassian nods. “It is. I lost it, Kalyn. They had to drag me off him,” he confesses quie
tly, his head shaking slowly as if he regrets allowing Paulo to get to him in that way.

  “You did it for me,” I remind him before tangling my hands around his neck to pull him closer. “Thank you.” My lips brush along his, and that’s when his hands drop to my ass. He grips me harshly, lifting me against his body, and soon, I’m pinned against the cool tiles.

  “I did it for us,” Cassian says. “If you think you’re walking away from me after this, you’re mistaken.” The seriousness in his voice calms my worry. He’s not joking, and my heart thuds wildly against my ribs.

  “So, you really want me?”

  A smirk curls his lips as he rolls his hips. The piercing at the tip of his cock brushes along my clit, sending heat and desire zipping through my veins. My head drops back against the tiles as Cassian’s warm mouth captures the sensitive spot behind my ear, and he sucks it hard.

  His teeth graze along the column until he bites down harder, marking me, and I can’t stop my hips from moving to garner more friction from his cock that’s nestled at my pussy.

  “Dirty girl,” Cassian growls, lifting his mouth to mine. “My fucking dirty little liar.” His words do two distinct things to me—they cause every nerve ending in my body to spark to life, and they make me tremble violently before I feel him nudge my entrance. “We’ll go to the doctor tomorrow because the next time this happens, it will most definitely be bare.” There’s a feral promise to his words, and it sends heat coursing through me. He pushes open the door and steps out, leaving me for a short moment as he retrieves a condom from the cabinet.

  When he joins me again, I smile up at him and whisper, “Okay.” I would do anything to have that connection with him. I watch as he bites down on the foil wrapper and tugs the condom free before sheathing himself. Even though I want to feel him, it’s best for us to go to the doctor first.