A High so Sweet (Thornes & Roses 2)

“No.”

“Paulo?”

“Also taken in. He’s singing like a choir bird now that he’s got the threat of real jail time. I doubt he’ll be out any time soon, even if he does give the feds anything.”

Nodding, I start the engine. “I’ll see you tonight for a debrief. Even though Manny is behind bars, I don’t want to let down our guard. Also, can you get someone on Kalyn’s folks in California?”

“I’ve already done that,” he tells me. “Finn mentioned you’ll need that done. I have to contact him to make sure we’re good to go. All the clubs have been shut down, including the studio, which means her mom will be returning to Thorne Haven. The dad, we’ll have to wait and see what happens with his treatment before we can make any decisions.”

“Sounds good,” I tell him before he exits the vehicle and leaves me alone to think on the past few hours. It feels like Kalyn and I haven’t had time to really get reacquainted, but it’s time I changed that.

35

Kalyn

By the time Cassian returns, I’m out of my mind with worry. But the moment he walks into the room, he doesn’t speak; he makes a beeline for me. A predator about to devour its prey. I’m on the bed, so it’s not difficult for him to pounce.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he growls as his mouth captures mine before I can ask what happened. He nestles himself between my thighs, his hardness pressing against me, sending heat coursing through my veins.

“W-what happened?” I mumble in between his assault on my lips.

“Manny and Paulo are behind bars,” he informs me as if he’s talking about the weather. “Can we not talk about this right now?” he asks before I can ask anything more. His hands are on me, tugging at the tee I found earlier in his closet. I love wearing his clothes; it makes me feel closer to him.

“Cassian—”

“I always thought I would be your savior, and most of our lives together, I wasn’t, but for the first time, I feel like the hero.” He smiles at me, the brightness of his joy sinking into me, sending warmth coursing through my veins.

But his words have my brows creasing in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

He pulls away slowly, his expression turning serious, and I realize there’s more to what he just said than I thought. He settles in and sighs—long and deep—before he locks those teal orbs on me.

“You saved me. I was so lost, so broken for such a long time. And you were the one who saved me first.”

I remember him telling me that the night we met, he wanted to end his life, but I still don’t see myself as his heroine. I’m merely a girl who fell for the boy who stole her heart.

“Let’s call it even,” I tease as I leap up and wrap my legs around him. “We saved each other.” He smiles at my words, and his harsh grip on my ass confirms he needs me as much as I do him. “Cassian.” His name is a whimper of need as his mouth captures one of my nipples and sucks on it until my hips undulate beneath him. His teeth graze along the hardened bud, tugging until I’m crying out in pleasure.

My panties are torn from my hips with a bite of pain that causes me to wince, and suddenly, two fingers are deep inside me. Cassian presses against that spot, sending sparks through every nerve in my body and causing my toes to curl and my eyes to roll back.

“Fuck,” Cass growls against my skin as he trails his lips over to my other nipple and mimics the teasing that sends me soaring to the edge. My orgasm is just out of reach because the moment my body pulses around Cassian’s fingers, he slows his movements. A growl vibrates through his chest, my core throbs with the need to come. Those teal eyes stare up at me from between my thighs.

A cry of pure agony rips from my lips when he pulls his fingers from me to bring them to my lips. He paints my arousal over them before crashing his mouth over mine and licking at me as if I were the most deliciously decadent dessert he’s ever tasted.

“This is what I will spend my life ensuring you feel. Nothing will ever tear us apart,” he promises before his cock presses against my entrance. The hardness slowly dipping into me. My arousal ensures his movements are easy, and he slips inside, sending me into an abyss of pure euphoria that shoots through every inch of me.

He doesn’t move.

I snap my eyes open, meeting those gentle, affectionate eyes he’s always looked at me with. For years, I spent nights fantasizing about him above me, his body cocooning me, and for a moment, it’s almost dream-like.