Cassian Point of View
Her pathetic whimpers turned into choked sobs as I slammed my c**k deeper into her tight, dripping p***y, each thrust punishing her for the cruel joke the gods had played on me.
The red curls matted to her sweat-slicked forehead, her freckled cheeks flushed red from the relentless pounding, but it wasn't Celeste's face staring back at me— just some lowly servant's, a cheap imitation that had ignited my rage like dry tinder.
I gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, yanking her back onto my shaft with brutal force.
“You think you can fool me, you worthless slut?”
I snarled, my voice low and venomous, teeth bared as I felt her walls clench around me in futile resistance.
She was soaked, her body betraying her even as tears streamed down her face, but that only
