LYRA

I sit down at the table and bring the food closer. I'm still wearing my wedding dress. I quickly put the food in my mouth because I've traveled for days to get here with almost no food or rest, and I'm exhausted. He sits across from me and looks at me with a hungry expression that makes me swallow hard. I feel so nervous under his gentle gaze.

—Do you need help taking off your wedding dress?

The wedding dress has started to feel rough against my skin, so I nod without thinking. He stands up, and that simple action makes me swallow nervously. He beckons me closer, and for some reason, my legs move toward him as if under a spell. He takes hold of my waist and positions me in front of the mirror. Then he stands behind me and unzips my dress from the back, his fingers tingling against my sensitive skin.

"Who are you?" I ask again, because I thought he was just a servant, but the way he holds my gaze with such authority, it seems he's much more. He unzips my dress now and slips it off my shoulders, leaving me shirtless in front of the mirror, and my breasts are exposed.

I glance down at my throat in the reflection, and before I can blink, he pulls me back against his body. A quick gasp escapes my lips as I feel the hardness of his erection.

"My name is Cassian Grey," he whispers in my ear. Then his lips trace my neck. I should resist. I should push him away. But something about his commanding presence is so enchanting that I feel myself melting beneath each of his luscious kisses.

"Call me master," he whispers in a husky voice that instantly makes my pussy wet. I don't answer, and he slides my dress down to the floor. I feel shivers run through me as his fingers caress the tips of my hardened nipples.

—I'm Rowan's younger brother—he licked my ear, and I stood there frozen, holding my breath because he whispered again—: Call me master.

My stomach clenches. I want to say it so badly, but then I remember Rowan's warning echoing loudly in my mind.

—Say it —he urges me—. I want to hear you say it.

My voice trembles with lust. —Master.

"Good," he grumbles in a low tone.

He kneels down to remove my underwear, and though my knees tremble, I plant my feet firmly until he's taken it all off. He pauses to admire my V-curve, and my breath catches in my throat.

He rises from his kneeling position, and my stomach twists even more as he admires my body. He gently pushes me back onto the bed, distracting my anxious thoughts with a hand cupping my breasts.

—Have you ever been with a man?

For some reason, I nod slowly, even though I've never done that before. He kisses the tops of my breasts in response, and I can't help but let out a moan.

"Do you like this?" he asks, touching my nipples with his fingers. I nod silently. But then Rowan's warning flashes through my mind, and I gently pull his hand away.

There is confusion in her beautiful gray eyes as she slowly observes me.

—You want it. Don't stop it.

I finally find my voice. —The Alpha said I would die if another man touched me.

"That can never happen," he whispers against my excited lips and simultaneously slides his fingers inside my already wet pussy.

Lust finally overrides common sense and I moan softly as I feel his fingers slosh against the wetness of my pussy.

The rhythm goes in and out, in and out, and with each thrust, I catch my breath, and with each thrust, I moan loudly. It feels too good.

"You want more," he says. It's not a question, just a fact. I open my heavy eyes, and it takes a lot of concentrated effort to whisper, "Yes, love, I want more." He lifts me by my buttocks and presses me against the mirror with one hand around my neck.

A knock on the bedroom door stops us in our tracks. My heart is racing.

"Shh," he whispers to me. The door opens to reveal a man who looks exactly like him.

He enters the room, and I stare at him, wide-eyed, but then he closes the door behind him, a lustful smile stretching his sexy lips upward. He glances at Cassien, then at my bare skin, and Cassien nods at him. The twin approaches. Cassien grasps my neck and lifts my chin. His twin reaches out and gently cups my breast, squeezing it, and I tense up.

"Shh, relax," Cassien says gently. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, but I don't feel alarmed, just a little aware. My body trembles slightly, and Cassien moves his hand inside me again and again.

I moan softly as the twin kisses my shoulder, then returns to my lips. I surrender.

"You love us," he whispers in my ear.

"I love you both"—I don't even fight the feelings. His finger sloshes out of my pussy, and his twin kneels, spreads my legs, and kisses between them. My knees buckle. He runs his tongue slowly and sweetly over my pussy.

I bite my lip to keep from screaming with pleasure, gripping the edge of the mirror for support. Cassien tries to distract me with passionate kisses on my lips, while his twin licks faster, taking my clitoris into his mouth.

I tilt my head back, my eyes rolling back in my head.

Cassien wraps her hand around my waist to support me because I can't stand with the intense pleasure happening beneath me. The twin gets up after a while and unzips his pants. My eyes darken when I see his hard cock, though my heart is pounding erratically. Cassien does the same, loosening his belt to free his cock, which springs to life as soon as it's released.

He guides me down to my knees with a gentle push and I look at them both, and Cassien says to suck his first.

I open my mouth and take his cock inside and suck slowly. He moans and places his hand in my hair to guide my head. The twin watches and strokes his own cock, and then Cassien pulls away.

The twin comes to my forehead and puts his cock in my mouth. I suck it with the same energy, and he groans, holding my head firmly. They take turns several times until I start to feel comfortable with it. Tears of pure pleasure stream down my cheeks. I'm enjoying the sensation and the taste of his flesh on my tongue.