EroticReverie

Shayna Sellars

“Where is Cas?” I ask when the others return with pizza boxes and beer in hand. My eyes looking to the hotel door while sitting up from laying on the bed with Rio. We were already cleaned up and dressed again. 

“Ummmm” Lauren hums. 

“Who wants pizza?!” She ignores me and Aamon and Finch share a silent look with Rio as I look between all of them. 

“Where is he?” I ask standing up.

“He’ll be here in a second. Had to stop at his hotel room.” Aamon says and I look to him and then to Lauren who is entirely avoiding my stare. Something is off. Something is wrong. Is he mad at me? 

“Midnight, don’t” Finch says as I start to walk towards the door and then walk even faster when he tries to tell me to stop. 

But none of them come after me as I run barefoot down the hall. Past my room and around the corner and pound my flat palm on his hotel door. 

“Cas!” I yell.  I’m in a panic. I can just feel something is wrong and I don’t want him angry with me. Not after last night. Was he mad I stayed back at the hotel with Rio? He’d TOLD me to stay here and I’d actually been surprised that he didn’t say he’d be the one to stay with me. 

“Cas!” I yell as my flat palm still smacks against the door. A second later the door opens and I’m letting out a sigh of relief when I see him and his brows and pinched with concern instead of anger. 

“What’s wrong?” He asks and lifts his hand to my face. 

“Nothing …I….” I shake my head and then lift my hand to his on his face and then take it in my hands and then look down as I hold his hand and start to speak again and stop as I look at his hand. 

“What…what is this? Are you hurt?!” My voices rises as I look at him standing there shirtless and turn his hand over inspecting it for cuts and see one on his knuckles , they’re busted and a little bruised and I shake my head. 

“Cas what happened , what …” my voice trails off as I realize what he did. What they all did. I drop his hand and lift my eyes to him and my lips tighten as I glare at him. 

“You went there.  You went there anyways! Even after I told you not to!” I yell at him and he says nothing. 

“I can’t believe you all-“

“Just me.” He says, cutting me off. 

My brows draw together. 

“I drove there. They told me not to go in. But I did.  And I took care of it.” Cas says making my mouth fall open. 

“I told you I didn’t want you to go there! I told you not to fucking-“

“He doesn’t get to get away with what he did to you.” Casimir grows down at me. 

“That’s not for you to decide! I told you-“

“It IS for me to decide. If you’re mine. It’s for me to decide.” He says with his jaw clenched. 

I’m furious and my blood pressure is so fucking high that I’m shaking as I feel my heart pound in my chest. 

I just shake my head at him as he steps back from the door and I stomp inside angrily and spin to look at him as he closes the door. 

“This is NOT okay, if this is going to work then you need to respect me! I told you not go there!” I yell at him. 

“I went there, because I respect you. And because he didn’t.” Casimir says so fucking simply , arguing with me with such calmness that it only makes me angrier. 

“You can be angry all you want.” Casimir says and turns and goes to the bathroom. “I will defend you, every fucking time and that’s whether you like it or not.” He says and I ball my hands into fists. 

“You TOLD me we wouldn’t go there!” I yell at him. “You LIED , just like HE Lied to me!” 

Casimir spins. 

“Do NOT compare to him” he growls down at me and I glare up at him. 

“You. Lied” i hiss through my teeth. 

“I said WE wouldn’t go. I never said I wouldn’t. And WE didn’t go. You were here. I was there. Handling it.” He says and I fume at his little fucking backwards ass logic and lie. I’m so fucking angry he didn’t listen to me, yet a part of me also wants to fuck him for what he’s done. For defending me whether I wanted him to or not. 

He starts to wash his hands and I just stand there , gritting me teeth and because I can think of nothing else to say or do I shove him. He barely fucking moves and looks at me , his brows pinched and he turns off the water and then calmly turns and dries his hands on a towel.  

I shove him again. Barely moving him at all and he turns around and then his hand is reaching around and grabbing a fist full of my hair and yanking my head back. 

“Are you quite done?” He growls. 

“No” I hiss through my teeth. 

“I think you are.” He says and then is backing me up out of them bathroom and across the carpet to the bed and pushes me down onto it and keep glaring angrily at him as he grabs my jeans and unbuttons them. 

“You think you’re going to fuck your way out of this?” I ask and his eyes lift to mine as he tugs my jeans down my legs. 

“No.” He says. “But I AM going to fuck you Midnight” he says. 

“You need to respect my feelings!” I raise my voice. 

“I do. But I also have fucking feelings. About you. About what happens to you. And YOU need to respect that I’m going to fucking handle it when someone fucks with what’s mine” he growls and grabs my panties and rips them off. I gasp and hiss from the sting of the fabric pulling at my skin before it rips. 

He hands grab my shirt and he pulls it off , leaving me naked as he undoes his pants. 

“On your hands and knees Midnight, cause I’m about to fuck you, and there won’t be anything respectful about it”