The tension between them had been building, a slow burn igniting every touch, every glance. But tonight, the pressure shattered like glass — sharp, sudden, inevitable.
Cassian's eyes darkened as he pulled Riven close, their breaths mingling in the small space between them. "This isn't just desire anymore," he growled. "It's need. It's obsession."
Riven's fingers curled into Cassian's shirt, tugging him closer. "Then show me what that means," he challenged, voice low and daring.
Cassian didn't hesitate. His hands were everywhere — commanding, possessive, setting fire to every nerve ending. He kissed Riven with a desperate hunger, his body pressing hard against Riven's lean frame.
The room blurred as their bodies collided, lost in the chaos of passion and power. Cassian's lips trailed down Riven's neck, biting and licking, marking him as his own.
Riven arched into every touch, moans escaping in ragged bursts as Cassian's hands roamed, grasping and claiming. There was no hesitation — only raw, urgent need.
Their movements grew frantic, a tempest of skin and heat, every thrust and gasp pushing them closer to the edge. The world fell away until only the fire between them remained.
Cassian's voice was rough with need as he whispered, "You're mine. Now and always."
Riven's answer was a fierce cry, their bodies shattering the last walls of control, tumbling into a wild, consuming climax that left them breathless and trembling.
In the quiet aftershock, they clung to each other, sweat-slick and spent, knowing this breaking point was only the beginning of their entwined fate.