*Bonus II*

I wake up to the sound of his heart thumping against his chest. My head moves to the side so I can feel it beat causing me to become even more relaxed than I already am feeling. I bury my nose into his neck and inhale the scent I love so much to smell.

He smells of sweet jasmines and sandalwood and vanilla. Just as I am about to move myself closer I feel his hand wrapping tightly against the small of my back pushing me further into him.

"...Morning." His voice is thick with sleep. It's husky and raw, low and guttural like an animal. My body begins heating up at the pure passion behind his voice making me antsy to be touched much more intimately.

"Good Morning," I breathe. A low rumble sounds off through his chest. It only makes me press closer.

"How did you sleep?" I ask while tracing imaginary shapes around his pecks down to the start of his abdominals.

His other hand pushes me all the way onto him as his hand still stays firm against my back. He grins at me with both his green eyes and that smile I love so much to see before answering.

"The best I ever have."

"Because of me?"

"No."

"It was. Do not bother to deny it."

He laughs.

"Yes. Is that the answer you're pining for?"

My lips feel against the soft skin of his neck speckled with love bites from hours ago. It tastes of vanilla sugared with a tinge of sweat, but I don't mind. His head tilts back giving me more room to explore places I had already touched.

"Close," I murmur against his neck. "I want to hear you moan it."

I hear his laugh go from his stomach and out his throat. He turns his head to face me with a wry smile and gives me a small peck on my lips. My lips tuck in at his sudden action as a light blush blooms on my face.

"You laugh when I am being serious..."

"You're cute. I can't help it." His hand moves from around my back to my face causing me to sigh out under his touch.

"No, you're cute. Do not belittle me with your backhanded compliments."

He snorts which makes me narrow my eyes at him.

"Guess that makes me the cuter one then."

"Hah. I am, by far, the cuter one out of us. However, you can take gorgeous." I see his eyes roll to the back of his head before a smile splays across his face.

"And I suppose you deserve a prize..."

"I definitely do."

"And what do you want?"

"You."

He blinks a couple times before shaking his head. "You already have me."

I bite down on my lip before pressing my face into his neck again. "Every last bit of you, I know. But I want you again..."

He shifts under me until he can make eye contact with me again. "Cassius, you really can be...blunt." I can sense some amusement in his voice as a little blush coats his cheeks.

It only causes me to sit up and stare at him. Going from his face down to his body allows for blood to rush up to every part of my face. Everything about him gorgeous. So gorgeous, yet I swear he does not even realize it.

"Can you, at least, feed me first?"

I grin at him before a laugh comes from me. "Of course."

I get from over him in an instance feeling the coolness of the air against my bare skin. Almost instantly do I miss his warmth. I go on and throw on a random pair of pants and a loose fitting dress shirt from out of my closet.

"Go ahead and take a shower. . .I suppose. . .I'll make you something," I say nearly mumbling. Never once in my life have I ever made anything for anyone. I was always waited on.

He gets up from the bed and plants a long, wet kiss on the side of my cheek before heading towards the bathroom. My hand touches where he kissed me at, trying to stamp down the blush threatening to appear on my face once again.

I completely flush the moment I turn around and see his broad back sprinkled with bites and scratches with some love bites in the mix. I turn away before my eyes can go any lower.

Food. Right. I remind myself. As soon as I get into the kitchen my mind goes completely blank. I go and look into the refrigerator and see raw meat, eggs, butter, and other things I've had the chance of touching or even seen it raw.

I crunch down on my lip and go on and take out the meat, eggs, and butter. They sit on the table for a minute before I decide what to do with them. This is harder than the fifty texts I had to memorize.

I look at the skillet for a while before something finally clicks into my brain. Put the eggs into the skillet. Hah, I can do this.

I drop the eggs into the skillet, eggshells and all. Soon I turn the nob to turn on the burner. This is too easy.

Now, as for the meat... Just as I am reaching for it I feel someones hands wrap around my waist pulling me into him. He kisses my neck sending jolts of pain and pleasure down my body.

"That was a pretty quick shower."

"Well, I would have stayed in longer if I didn't smell something burning." He kisses my cheek as it fills with red.

"It's not burning!"

"Oh? What do you call charred eggs then?" he asks teasingly before I feel his nose skimming down my face back down to my neck. I let out a sigh full of embarrassment causing him to tighten his hold around my waist.

He lets go of me and walks over to the burner to turn it off causing my lips to tighten. "I can't quite... cook...or at least...I don't know how," I mumble feeling completely defeated.

The moment he walks back over to me I feel my back push against the small table of an island. He pushes his body onto mine until by body is fully against the table making my blush worsen.

"I thought you said you were hungry..."

"You're enough to sate my hunger." He leans over me and covers my neck with his lips making me sigh out audibly.

"Pie.." My voice drowns out under the little nip he gives my bite mark causing a small shudder to course through me.

"I haven't even showered-"

"I love the smell of me on every inch of your body." He kisses behind my ear before biting down on my earlobe. His hands snakes into my shirt and begins drawing it up above my head.

"I don't mind a bit of sweat." He throws my shirt at some random place in the kitchen causing me to laugh.

"Pierce, the kitchen?" His eyebrow raises before smirking. "I don't mind, if you don't."

Before I can answer he covers my lips with his own and pushes me harder against the table top. He bites down against my lower lip as I pull away for air which causes a shudder to go down my body. I notice the slight shakiness of my body as he releases me. It makes me feel cold and empty with his body heat gone from mine.

The coolness of the tiles begins to journey down the spine of my back as he presses me further down onto it with his body. I hear some of the silverware fall onto the floor along with glasses and plates. Yet, all I could care about was his lips on mine his body pressed into mine.

I wrap one of my legs around him wanting to feel more of him than just his lips. His warm hands begin roaming down my body causing me let out a moan and almost after that I can sense my scent coming out of me.

It causes his hands to squeeze a little tighter against my sides shaking me out of my little daze. Still, I let him kiss around my neck. I feel his tongue press against my skin and his lips sucking around it until a tinge of pain comes form it.

As soon as I feel his thumb brush against my chest I pull away from him. I shouldn't have gotten that turned on by something as simple as kissing...and touching...and feeling.

My eyes are finding it hard to make eye contact with his. It's to the point to where my skin is becoming sticky with sweat mixing with his scent. The special scent that tends to unravel when he does this to me has made its reappearance.

His lips press against mine with a light delicateness found in it. Mine part, allowing him to do what he wants with me. There is no use fighting it. My eyes go wide as I feel my body being lifted off the ground and onto the base of his shoulder. Nothing but laughter comes from me.

He wants me just as bad.

"I guess you minded," I tease.

"I guess I did."

He tosses me onto the bed causing me to hoist myself up with my elbows and bite down on my lip in pure anticipation. Without hesitation, he climbs on top of me and with a short smile kisses me once, then twice before deepening it. I moan into him making his grip onto me tighten.

My hands go down his back as his makes quick work of my pants. I wiggle myself out of them and go on to help him out of his. As soon as the last leg is off he goes on to push be back down against the bed arousing me more than it should have.

"I'm all yours," I muse. He may have thought that I was going to pull a sly one on him like I had done last night.

I put my hands up a little above my head on each side of me as an act of surrender. I just want to know how this is going to feel. I go on to bite my bottom lip as he goes on to look at me with a wry smile.

"Don't make me beg."

This time he bites down on his lip trying to suppress a grin. "I think that would be kind of sexy." I roll my eyes and wrap my arm around his neck before pulling him down on top me.

"Love me already."

His lips come crashing down on to mine pushing me further into the bed. They are so much rougher than all the ones I'm use to which makes press even deeper. The intensity of the kiss sends my body reeling. My mind becomes dizzy, filling with nothing but senseless thoughts and his touches.

Soon I feel his hand going down my thigh to the inside paying special to my cheeks. His finger presses into me filling me with a lot of pleasure and a little pain.

His kisses continue to the rhythm of his finger until I let go for much needed air. Another one pushes inside of me causing my nails to sink further into his skin.

I feel his lips press against my neck and his body beginning to cave on top of mine and move to the same motion. The pleasure sent waves down my body until I am drowning under the sheer amount of it.

He pauses for a moment withdrawing his fingers and gazes at me with those gorgeous eyes of his. For half a second I thought he was going to stop. Instead, he covers my lips with his with a delicateness that makes me wreathe underneath him.

My neck draws back as I feel him entering inside of me. The pain fades away the moment the pleasure of his body touching mine kicks in. One of my hands move from his back and around his neck once he pushes a little deeper.

I let an audible sigh before I press my lips against his drawing him close to me again. The feel of his skin on mine sent shivers down my body only making me want him to continue.

Each push sent tremors of lust into my body making me crave for even more. Pain matters little to me. I want more of him.

My legs tightens against him as I notice the pacing quickening. I bite down against his shoulder trying to stifle a moan but it comes out anyway. He bites down on my earlobe tearing another one out of me and soon moves back to my neck where his bite mark lays.

He presses his body against my arousal causing the same sticky, white substance to smear all over him mixing with his sweat. Yet, he pays it no mind and continues press deeper, harder, rougher.

I groan at the pleasure filling inside of me. My body is growing hotter by the second. I can already feel myself growing aroused again.

My hands go into his hair and grab handfuls of it. I yank at it until I have his lips captured in mine again. My tongue melts with his bringing me into a world full of bliss.

His hands skim down my sides causing my body to arch against his touch. His heavy breathing and pants makes for lasting peak of my arousal. I feel myself releasing again and something warm entering inside of me.

I can still feel the shudders coursing through me. It makes me unable to think straight, without the thoughts of lust pervading my mind. My heart is hammering out of my chest. My hands are shaky.

His body lays on top of mine breathing out shallow breaths into my ear. The sweat from our bodies can be smelled from miles away, it's so strong.

With gradual movement, I wrap both my arms around his back not wanting him to get from over me. His warmth is something I had been always looking for. After all this time.

"Pierce..."I say shakily.

He moves letting me know he's listening.

"I think I-...I know I love you. I'm in love with you."

"And I love you so much more," he says as no more than a whisper in my ear before biting down onto my neck.

I gasp at pure pleasure and pain coursing through my body in an almost spastic way. Still being sensitive from the last bite, it caused tears to swell in my eyes, but his canines never retract.

The moment I try to move, they sink even deeper which causes another wave of pleasure to go through me. My arms tighten against his back as well as my legs, but nothing was settling these nerves.

"Pierce...love me more."

"You're so demanding." He gets from over me for a quick second before leaning down to my eye level. "For someone so small."

The smile he gives me causes my heart to tighten to the point to where I can't take it anymore. I grab a handful of his hair and press my lips to his. I can't wait to make him mine.

Truly mine.

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[A/N] SO guys I decided to throw in another bonus chapter! Cassius sure is one hell of a character. Whether on top or bottom, he is demanding lol.

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