Casian's words lingered in the back of her mind.
"It won't last forever."
What did he mean by that? And why did hearing those words make her feel so uneasy?
Unable to shake the overwhelming feeling, she pushed herself upright and stormed toward the bathing area. She needed answers—needed to know why he would say something like that when he was the one inclining toward her. But the second she stepped inside, her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in horror.
Casian stood before her, stroking himself, his muscles taut with strain. The sound of his heavy breathing, the low, pained groans escaping his lips, rooted her to the spot.
It wasn't that she hadn't seen him before, but this—the raw, intimate sight of him bringing himself to release made her entire body flush with heat.
From the corner of his eye, Casian glanced at her, yet he made no effort to stop. Instead, he continued—unyielding, relentless until he finally came undone.
