It had become clear to Ravess what an orgasm was — at least in the way Cassian made Katherine experience them. She watched, tense and conflicted, as Katherine gave in again and again under his touch, her body reacting instinctively, voice breaking into moans and half-formed words, Cassian's name escaping her lips more than once. He kissed her like a man starved, and she responded like someone who'd forgotten how to resist. But now, even that had shifted. Cassian had changed their position — Katherine lay with a pillow under her stomach, keeping her hips slightly raised.
Cassian moved behind her, relentless, the creaking bed the only sound aside from the faint rhythm of their breaths and Katherine's whimpering moans.
"Ahh… nghh… ngh… slow down…" Katherine moaned, not caring if Ravess would wake up or not. Or perhaps they knew she was awake and simply didn't care.
