marked by midnight: the enemy's heiress

Chapter 70 - 69 : No holding back

Few months later...

The kids were finally at school and the house felt strangely peaceful, almost too quiet after months of constant chaos, with sunlight streaming through the kitchen windows and warming the granite countertop where Mira stood sipping her black coffee, dressed in nothing but Cassian’s old gray t-shirt that clung to her curves and barely skimmed her thighs, her hair a wild tangle from sleep falling over one shoulder as she scrolled through business emails on her phone with one hand while cradling the steaming mug in the other.

Cassian had been leaning in the doorway for a good thirty seconds, arms crossed over his bare chest, low-slung jeans riding his hips, just watching her move, the way the shirt shifted when she reached for her mug revealing a flash of smooth thigh and black lace underneath, hitting him low and hard in the gut because damn, she looked incredible without even trying.

"You just gonna stand there staring?" Mira asked without looking up from her phone, her voice casual but laced with that knowing edge that said she was fully aware of the effect she had on him.

He uncrossed his arms and took a step forward, the floorboards creaking slightly under his weight as he closed the distance, his eyes locked on her the whole time. "Yeah, for now, because you in my shirt like that is doing shit to me I can’t ignore."

She finally set the phone down on the counter with a soft clink and the mug next to it, leaning back on her hands with her elbows straight, the fabric pulling tight across her chest and making her nipples visible through the thin cotton, her lips curving into a small smirk as she met his gaze head-on. "Like what exactly? Tell me."

Cassian stopped just a foot away, reaching out to brush his thumb over her lower lip where a trace of coffee lingered, his voice coming out rough and low from lack of sleep and building heat. "Like I need to rip this shirt off you and fuck you right here on this counter, no waiting."

Mira’s eyes dropped to his mouth then flicked back up, her pupils dilating noticeably as she licked her lips slowly, the challenge clear in her tone. "Then why haven’t you done it yet?"

That was all it took to snap the tension—he grabbed her waist with both hands, fingers digging into the soft skin just under the hem of the shirt, yanking her forward off the stool so she collided against his chest, her hands landing flat on his bare skin as he crushed his mouth to hers without another word, the kiss hard and messy with his tongue pushing deep immediately, tasting the bitter coffee and faint mint on her as she moaned low into his mouth and kissed back just as aggressively.

His hands slid down to grab her ass, squeezing hard through the thin fabric before lifting her up effortlessly, and she jumped instinctively wrapping her legs around his waist with her ankles crossed tight behind his back while he turned and pinned her against the edge of the counter, grinding his hips forward so she could feel how hard he already was pressing against her through his jeans and her damp panties.

"Fuck, I’ve been thinking about this all week," he muttered against her neck, biting down on the sensitive skin there and sucking hard enough to leave a mark that would show later, his breath hot and ragged.

"Me too, the kids are finally gone and we have the whole house," she panted, her head falling back to give him better access as her nails scraped down his shoulders leaving five thin red lines that stung in the best way, making him hiss and like it even more.

One of his hands shoved up under the shirt now palming her breast fully, thumb rolling over the nipple roughly before pinching it between his fingers, and she arched into the touch gasping sharp as he cut off her words with another kiss that was even messier, teeth clashing and tongues battling while her hands yanked at the waistband of his jeans trying to get them lower.

"Bedroom, now," she demanded when they broke apart, her voice breathless but firm, eyes dark with the same hunger burning in his.

Cassian didn’t need telling twice—he hooked his arms under her thighs and carried her down the hallway fast, her body bouncing slightly with each step, the bedroom door getting kicked open with his left foot banging against the wall before he stepped inside and slammed it shut with his right, the lock clicking loud and final in the sudden quiet.

He dropped her onto the mattress not gently at all, watching it bounce under her weight as she landed on her back with legs splayed wide and the shirt riding up to expose her soaked black lace panties, and he stood there for a beat chest heaving eyes raking over her before climbing onto the bed with his knees hitting the mattress on either side of her hips.

"Get these off," Mira said hooking her thumbs into the panties and sliding them down her legs slowly kicking them aside onto the floor before spreading her thighs wide open for him, her voice impatient and commanding as she crooked a finger. "Come here and make it good."

He was on her in seconds leaning down with his hands pushing her thighs even wider apart, his nose brushing the inside of her thigh first inhaling her scent deep before dragging his tongue flat from bottom to top in one long slow lick that made her gasp and lift her hips toward his mouth.

"Smell so fucking good, taste even better," he growled before circling her clit with the tip of his tongue once then twice sucking it gently between his lips, and her hands flew into his hair yanking hard as she bucked against him. "Yes fuck right there don’t stop—"

He slid two fingers inside her easily because she was dripping wet curling them upward to hit that spot while pumping slow and steady, his tongue flicking faster now harder sucking her clit with just the right pressure, her thighs starting to shake after barely two minutes as her hips ground against his face desperately her moans turning into sharp whimpers building fast.

"Don’t stop shit I’m gonna—" her body locked up tight then shattered, coming hard with a flood that soaked his chin and fingers her thighs clamping around his head squeezing as she screamed his name, and he kept going lapping and sucking through every tremor until she was twitching oversensitive and shoving weakly at his head to make him stop.

She panted heavy eyes glassy with aftershocks as she grabbed his shoulders and yanked him up kissing him messy tasting herself on his lips before shoving him hard onto his back so he landed flat with the headboard thumping against the wall.

"My turn now," Mira said climbing over him straddling his ribs as she yanked open the nightstand drawer with a scrape pulling out two black silk ties, grabbing his left wrist first looping it tight around the headboard post knotting it secure before doing the same to the right testing both with sharp tugs that held firm.

Cassian pulled against them immediately muscles flexing under his skin his voice tight with surprise and heat. "Mira what the fuck—"

She slapped his chest lightly the sting sharp and immediate shutting him up as she pulled her phone from the nightstand tapping the screen to start a slow heavy bass beat filling the room with dirty R&B rhythm, then she stood up right over him on the bed knees bent slightly as her hips began to move side to side in a slow hypnotic figure eight.

It was pure torture watching her dance inches from his face hands running up through her tangled hair then down her neck cupping her tits squeezing pinching her own nipples while her back arched deep making her ass flex and her pussy glisten just out of reach, every sway and roll grinding the air making his dick throb painfully hard straining against his jeans leaking pre-cum into the fabric.

"Untie me right now," he demanded through gritted teeth hips lifting uselessly toward her.

"No fucking way," she said dropping to her knees straddling his stomach now grinding forward and back her wet heat sliding over his abs leaving a slick trail as she leaned down her tits brushing his chest her lips at his ear whispering hot. "Beg for it like you mean it."

"Fuck that," he shot back jaw clenched tight pride flaring even as his body betrayed him bucking up toward her desperately.

Mira laughed low and mean sliding back further right onto the bulge of his dick grinding the full length up and down slow through the denim the tip catching at her entrance slipping in just a fraction before she pulled away teasing repeating it again and again until his breath stuttered ragged coming out in sharp bursts.

"Mira shit please—" he groaned loud hips jerking hard against her.

"Beg proper tell me exactly what you want," she demanded her hand slipping into his open jeans wrapping around his bare dick at the base squeezing firm before stroking up slow her thumb smearing the pre-cum over the sensitive head making him jerk violently in her grip.

His head thrashed side to side the ties creaking under the strain as he broke voice cracking raw. "Please touch me fuck please stroke me ride me anything shit Mira I’ll beg all fucking day just do it—"

"Good enough," she grinned vicious lining him up perfectly before sinking down halfway stopping dead clenching her inner muscles tight around him, his eyes rolling back with a guttural "fuuuuck" as she finally bottomed out both of them groaning long and broken at the full stretch.

She started riding slow at first lifting almost all the way off before slamming back down grinding her clit hard against his base each time circling her hips in tight figure eights that had him incoherent begging nonstop now wrists yanking the ties hard enough to burn his skin.

"Faster yes fuck like that don’t stop please Mira harder shit you’re so tight gonna lose it—" every word ripped from his throat as she picked up speed bouncing faster the bed frame creaking loud under them her tits jiggling with each thrust sweat beading on her skin dripping down as her nails raked fresh red welts across his chest.

He craned his neck up mouth latching onto her left tit sucking the nipple hard tongue flicking fast biting just enough to make her yelp and slam down extra hard clenching around him rhythmically driving him insane while she gasped out dominant between pants. "You’re mine say it."

"Yours fuck all yours gonna come please let me—" he begged hips snapping up desperate to meet her thrusts.

"Now," she commanded grinding deep one final time circling hard and he exploded inside her ropes of cum filling her up as his whole body jerked wild against the restraints roaring her name raw from his throat while she rode through it milking every drop until she tipped over herself two slams later shuddering hard collapsing forward onto his sweat-slick chest both of them wrecked and shaking.

She lay there catching her breath for a full minute their hearts pounding together before reaching up to untie the knots letting his arms free and immediately he wrapped them around her pulling her close kissing her sweaty forehead with a breathless chuckle. "You’re fucking insane you know that?"

Mira chuckled back against his skin nuzzling into his neck her voice smug and satisfied. "Yeah and you begged so pretty loved every second."

"Shut up," he muttered grinning despite himself as they stayed tangled in the messy sheets the room thick with the smell of sex and satisfaction.

**Two weeks later...**

Mira stood in the bathroom staring at the pregnancy test on the counter the two bold pink lines staring back unmistakable after three minutes of waiting her heart hammering fast in her chest a mix of shock and pure joy bubbling up as she pressed a hand to her still-flat stomach imagining the tiny life already growing there their baby after all the chaos and close calls.

The door creaked open and Cassian poked his head in concern creasing his brow when he saw her face. "Everything okay? You’ve been in here forever."

She turned to him holding up the test with a grin she couldn’t contain tears pricking happy at the corners of her eyes her voice soft but bursting. "We’re pregnant Cassian it’s real look."

His expression went blank for a split second pure shock then broke into the biggest smile lighting up his whole face as he crossed the small space in one stride grabbing her waist and lifting her off the floor spinning her gently laughing loud and genuine joy ringing through. "No shit for real you’re serious holy fuck we’re having a baby!".

She laughed nodding fast kissing him quick and fierce hands cupping his face. "Dead serious two lines clear as day you happy?"

"Fuck yes happier than I’ve ever been," he said setting her down carefully now both hands going to her belly pressing gentle like he could feel it already his voice dropping soft and awed. "Hey little one this is daddy can’t wait to meet you."

Mira’s eyes stung with happy tears leaning into his chest wrapping her arms around him tight feeling complete for the first time in forever the perfect happy ending to their wild messy beautiful life together.