Chapter 47: It was Cassian

The next day.

Nova slowly opened her eyes, staring directly into a set of strong, firm abs. She raised her hand, slowly touching them to feel how strong they were.

"Good," she thought and smiled. She sat up on the bed, staring at the heavily built, shirtless man who lay beside her.

"How did I end up in your room, Alan?" Nova asked gently. Her voice was low and raspy, barely audible, definitely because of last night’s screaming.

Alan held Nova tightly, nuzzling his head against her chest. "I heard how you were screaming last night. I couldn’t sleep, so when you both finally fell asleep, I went to carry you so that you could sleep with me," he replied.

"You definitely peeped," Nova said, her voice still a husky whisper.

Alan bit his lower lip guiltily. "Just... just a little. He... he was making you scream so loudly, I was afraid he would hurt you. That’s why I came," he defended himself immediately, raising his head to look at Nova.

"See... your voice is no longer loud. It... it hurts so much," he pouted, his eyes turning glossy with unshed tears.

Nova smiled. "What hurts? Your heart, or... that?" Her heated gaze traced down to the heavy bulge of his aroused little brother, which strained eagerly against his pants.

Alan smiled awkwardly and held Nova’s hand, pressing her soft palm directly against his mighty little brother. "My heart hurts, but he hurts more. I tried to jerk it off the way you did for me the other time, but it... it just won’t calm down," he murmured. His body temperature rose, burning against her skin as he clung more desperately to Nova. The air between them thickened with a sudden, heavy lust.

Nova raised her hand and leisurely tied her extremely long hair into a messy bun, exposing her pale neck. "What do I do? It’s my fault for making you so hard," she said.

Alan nodded in eager agreement immediately.

"Here, let’s calm him down," Nova commented. She gently pulled away, getting down from the mattress, and pointed at the edge of the bed. "Sit here," she instructed.

Alan immediately did as instructed. Nova kneeled gracefully between his spread legs. She slowly unbuckled his belt, sliding down his pants and underwear to reveal his mighty, pulsing little brother. The sexual tension in the room instantly spiked, charged and electric.

"It looks much bigger than the last time," Nova commented, making Alan blush furiously.

"I... ah!"

Before he could finish his statement, he felt Nova’s wet, hot mouth close tightly around his little brother, entirely devouring his length into her warmth.

"Ahhh! Snow... s... Snow, you... you didn’t use your mouth last time," Alan stuttered, throwing his head back and closing his eyes as a wave of beautiful, overwhelming pleasure crashed over him.

A wicked smile appeared on Nova’s lips as she started moving her head up and down, taking him deep.

"Ah... it’s... so... warm... ah!"

Alan moaned loudly, his knuckles turning white as he clenched the bedsheets tightly while Nova’s pace became much faster.

Nova stared up at him through her lashes. She reached up, guiding his trembling hands away from the bed and placing them firmly on both sides of her head.

"Ah... this is so incredibly good," Alan moaned out. Unable to hold back, his hands instinctively pushed Nova’s head, guiding her to move even faster.

"It’s... it’s coming!" Alan moaned, wanting to pull himself out. But Nova instead held his hands down with a sudden, dominant grip so he couldn’t move, continuing to suck him even more fiercely.

"Snow... Snow, you... don’t let it inside your mouth... ah!"

Alan stuttered out his warning, but Nova refused to let go. She continued her relentless pace, going faster and deeper until he completely lost control of himself and released heavily, spurting directly into Nova’s mouth.

Nova swallowed every last drop before slowly pulling away, seductively licking the corner of her lips.

"Goodness," Alan murmured. He immediately searched the nightstand for some wipes, staring at Nova in absolute disbelief. "Pour... pour it out here," he stuttered, breathing heavily.

Nova smirked. "What is there to pour out?" she asked.

"You... you actually swallowed it." Alan was completely speechless.

"What? It is my husband’s essence. Did you really want me to waste it?" Nova asked seductively, leaning closely over his flushed body.

"It... it’s not like that," Alan whispered. His face flushed a deep crimson as he looked down, feeling himself dangerously getting hard all over again under her heated gaze. He immediately scrambled to pull up his pants, desperately trying to remain calm.

"You are getting hard again." Nova didn’t miss a single detail, raising an eyebrow in a teasing manner.

"You... you are too beautiful. I... I just can’t help it," Alan replied, his face flushing an even deeper shade of red.

Nova laughed softly. "How about I help you once more?" she said.

The atmosphere shifted instantly. Alan suddenly grabbed Nova’s waist and roughly rolled her over onto the bed, pinning her beneath him. "I want to kiss you," he commented, his eyes darkened and filled with burning, unbridled desire.

"I recall someone here is not very good at kissing," Nova teased.

Alan bit his lower lip, then suddenly dipped his head and bit Nova’s neck gently, making sure she wouldn’t feel any pain. "You will teach me," he murmured against her skin.

Nova’s smile widened. "I’m not very good at teaching. Will you watch porn instead?" she asked teasingly, already knowing his answer.

"My Angel, do you want to kill me?" Alan murmured, finally pressing his soft lips hungrily against Nova’s lips.

Nova, controlling her laughter, responded to the kiss, slowly and sensually guiding him to perfectly match her heated energy.

Alan was a very fast learner. Deepening the kiss immediately, his hands roamed down to firmly hold Nova’s waist, lightly squeezing her soft skin.

He traced open-mouthed kisses from her lips down to her collarbone, possessively adding his own hickey right next to the red mark left on her neck from the night before. The heat radiating between their tangled bodies was scorching.

"Snow, I want..." He couldn’t finish his eager statement before the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. The dense, romantic tension in the room instantly snapped into sharp, dangerous hostility.

"Wifey, I’ve cooked for you..." Raymond’s cheerful voice echoed. However, before he could finish his statement, his mouth fell slightly parted, his eyes locking onto Nova and Alan, who was hovering intimately above her.

Both of them froze, now staring right back at him.

The air turned violently tense. Raymond clenched the metal door handle so tightly his knuckles popped. He forced a chilling smile onto his face, stepping into the room. Without a second thought, he roughly yanked Alan away from Nova by the shoulder and effortlessly lifted her up into his arms.

"He’s..."

"Oh, let me introduce you both. Hubby, this is Alan, my husband. And Alan, this is Raymond, my first husband," Nova introduced them effortlessly.

Alan was still visibly annoyed at the sudden interruption to their steamy moment, but then, taking a good look at Raymond, his expression instantly flooded with absolute shock.

"Isn’t he the guy the Sunny family wants dead? He’s my Snow’s first husband!" he thought, looking as though he had just been struck by lightning. The heavy tension in the room felt like a drawn bowstring ready to snap.

Completely ignoring Alan’s existence, Raymond noticed that Nova’s voice wasn’t as loud and crystal clear as her usual tone. He panicked immediately. "Wifey, what happened to your voice?" he asked, noticing so much hickeys on her neck as well.

Nova rubbed her nose lightly. "Nothing. I need to take a bath first, put me down," she said.

Without questioning her further, Raymond put Nova down, and she sauntered out of the bedroom to use another bathroom down the hall.

The very second Nova left the room, the suffocating tension erupted. Raymond stared murderously at Alan. "What did you do to my wife?" he questioned coldly, his muscles coiling as he prepared to attack. But Alan immediately jumped backward across the bed to avoid his lethal grip.

"I wasn’t the cause... it was Cassian!" Alan reported immediately in a panic.

"That bastard!" Raymond violently gritted his teeth together. He stormed out of the bedroom in rage, heading straight toward Cassian’s room immediately.