Chapter 105: Crowded Bed, Little Intruder (Slight +18)
A head of black hair and violet eyes greeted him: Margery. And as he moved his head a little, another woman was there, with a flushed look and penetrating blue eyes: Cassane.
Cassian raised an eyebrow at this duo. He held Margery’s hips and looked deeply at his "sister," then at his erection, which was clearly awake.
"Well?" he asked again upon seeing that the culprit wasn’t answering.
Margery frowned.
"I saw you with Rosalind the other day," she said with a touch of annoyance and something else in her voice.
"Rosalind?" A hint of realization and discomfort filled Cassian’s face; then he shifted his gaze to Cassane, lifting his head as if pointing her out. "And her?"
"She told me you invited her to your bed," Margery answered angrily, her cheeks beginning to redden.
Cassian let out a husky laugh, feeling the friction from Margery, who continued moving clumsily but with determination.
"And that’s why you’re moving on top of me like you’re trying to start a fire by rubbing two sticks together?" Cassian said with a mocking smile.
Margery pinched his arm at those words, but he wouldn’t stop laughing. Then he turned his attention to the "ice queen."
"And Cassane, I have to say this is a surprise, considering how you ran away the other day from a little ’joke.’"
She seemed to receive his words with annoyance, but the fire in her eyes didn’t go out; on the contrary, she approached where the two "siblings" were lying, maintaining a duel of gazes with Cassian the entire time.
Margery frowned at this interaction and, suddenly, made a brusque movement, jumping on him.
A moan escaped Cassian, who turned his attention back to his sister.
Since it seemed both had come looking for something, he saw no reason not to give it to them, although he still wondered how Adela had allowed them to end up there.
He grabbed Margery more firmly by the waist and flipped her over, leaving her beneath him.
Margery reacted with embarrassment at the change.
Cassian’s face was right in front of hers, studying her. A strong blush and a trace of doubt appeared in her gaze.
Cassian seemed to understand and placed a hand on her cheek, caressing it, trying to calm her.
"You left me out," Margery said with a trace of resentment and sadness.
"It was something recent, Margery. I think there are many things we should talk about."
The woman beneath him frowned and grabbed his shirt to pull him closer.
"First you have to do with me what you did with her."
"Oh? And what is that, Margery?" he asked with a mischievous smile.
Margery pinched his arm again.
"Don’t play dumb."
"I suppose Cassane came for the same thing," a devilish smile began to form on Cassian’s face.
Cassane was even more direct: she began to remove her uniform until she was in her underwear, while her icy expression remained unchanged.
Cassian raised an eyebrow and held back the laugh that was about to escape.
He began to run his hands over Margery, touching the spots he knew would draw sighs from her.
"Angh..."
Cassane, unsure, positioned herself behind Cassian and began to unbutton his shirt.
He watched as she struggled with the buttons while her cold gaze began to show traces of a blush.
Cassian responded by turning around, taking Cassane’s face and kissing her possessively.
"Hmmg..." He held her icy face so she couldn’t pull away.
Margery quickly grew jealous and took Cassian’s hand to make him turn back.
He left Cassane to lower his face toward her; he took both of Margery’s arms, positioned them above the pillow, and began a deep kiss.
He started lifting the garment covering her torso, while his own shirt had already been thrown somewhere.
Cassane, for her part, had been left dazed by the kiss, unsure how to continue.
But a noise at the main door completely cut the interaction short.
"Brother!" a soft, childlike voice came from the entrance.
Cassane stood up startled and began dressing in a hurry, while Margery quickly pushed Cassian away with a flushed face.
Cassian got up from on top of Margery with total calm, still shirtless and with his desire clearly awake.
He frowned and, without any shame, went to the living-dining area to see the little head of Bethany, who was already entering enthusiastically, unaware of what she had interrupted.
The little girl noticed nothing strange upon seeing her brother half-naked and simply went straight to hug him with happiness.
Adela stood at the door, which had been left open, looking at her master with a touch of confusion.
Cassian lifted Bethany with one arm while ruffling her hair in amusement.
Cassane was the next to come out, her face flushed, watching the interaction between these two "siblings."
The older one’s soft expression was especially shocking for her to see.
Shortly after, Margery also appeared, trying to regain her composure, though her eyes still held traces of the interrupted excitement.
Bethany, oblivious to the sexual tension and the chaos of poorly adjusted uniforms, snuggled into Cassian’s neck.
"I missed you so much!" the little girl exclaimed innocently. "I was dying of boredom with Dad!"
Cassian let out a genuine laugh, gently pressing the little girl against him.
"Oh, really?" Cassian responded in a teasing tone. "I guess it’s lucky you’ll be in the capital more often now."
"You know it!" Bethany lifted her head from his neck to look at him with excitement. "Now I’ll be at the academy with you all!" She looked at Margery behind Cassian.
Then she turned her head toward Cassane and, a bit unsure, asked:
"Brother, she is..."
"You probably remember her, Bethany. She’s the ’ice princess,’ my fiancée."
"Fiancée?" she repeated without understanding, but not giving it much importance either.
At that moment, as if remembering something, she jumped from Cassian’s arms and headed toward the door again.
She grabbed a maid by the hand. "This is Mina! Dad assigned her recently to take care of me."
Cassian’s eyes widened as he noticed the woman he had previously overlooked.
Nothing seemed to indicate anything wrong with her, so he simply nodded.
Mina replied in the same way, performing a perfect maid’s curtsy.
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On the other hand, millions of light-years away...
Yuning was in her study filled with ancient papers and reports about falling stars or black holes swallowing worlds.
One in particular caused a serious expression rarely seen on her face.
Crack. The sound of a door opening interrupted her analysis.
Lanying, with her usual worried look, brought a tray with some common snacks from the cultivation world.
"Yuning, you’ve surely been working too hard. I brought you something so you can rest for a while."
The woman with silver hair and lavender eyes lifted her head from the report and nodded at her sister’s words. She moved to the small table in the room and sat on a floor cushion.
Lanying set down the tray and began preparing the tea.
"Is it news from the sisters?" Lanying asked with a furrowed brow.
"Something like that," Yuning replied, while her sister waited in silence for her to explain. "Liwei and Luowei managed to drive out the people from the Black Blood sect, but that’s not what worries me."
"Is it what we talked about Master last time?"
Yuning shook her head.
"No, I think we all have enough trust in Master not to doubt too much. But it seems Nyx has interest in the world where he is."
"Nyx?" Lanying frowned with annoyance, but then let out a sigh. "Maybe that’s for the best..." she murmured.
"You think so?" Yuning doubted it.
"Siyin always says that Master will eventually kill Nyx. Maybe this time it will happen."
Yuning narrowed her eyes, considering her sister’s words.
Something inside her told her it wouldn’t be that easy; Nyx and Master had had their encounters in the past and the latter, who usually had no problem eliminating annoying flies, had let her be without further issue.
The only thing the now nine sisters lacked was having to deal with a world-devouring woman obsessed with their Master among them.
Although none of them wanted to admit that they themselves had a bit of that last trait.
