CASSIAN's POV
God, she was sexy.
Standing there fully naked, slicked with bathwater and her own undeniable heat, she looked less like Roman's soft, timid little wife and more like an angel sent to completely unravel us.
I leaned against the doorway, forcing my hands to stay flat against the wooden frame instead of reaching down to tear my jeans open.
Every muscle in my thighs was clamped tight, aching with a brutal, pulsing tension as I watched her play her game.
She had already brought Roman to his knees, leaving our proud Alpha leaning against the wall with shaking legs and glossy eyes, his shaft twitching in the cold air.
Then she had moved to Rhys, swallowing him whole until he was rocking his hips frantically into her mouth, only to rip herself away at the last second and leave him cursing against the vanity.
My own dick was throbbing so hard against denim that it felt like an iron rod, leaking pre-cum that soaked right through my briefs.
