Cassandra's POV
Who was she? I was curious who the woman was who could make a man like a complete mess. He broke the kiss, my eyes fluttered, dazed by the sight of him
Even in this state he was alluring. His shirt had some loose buttons at the top, and his dark hair was ruffled to the side. The dim light contrasted against him, making him look nothing less than a demon of lust, and my core cried desperately for the demon I should not want.
He was thinking of another woman and I was too twisted to acknowledge it.
I should have shoved him then but...bloody hell he was a succubus
My chest heaved trying to catch up with what was happening. He didn't give me the chance to think. His lips were soon on me again, buried in my neck, kissing and nibbling down to the cleavage of my nightie.
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