Cassian had shoved part of her robe into Analisa's mouth, muffling her threats to stop him. She hadn't actually done anything beyond voicing them, but he couldn't shake the fear—after all, she was a grand mage. With just a snap of her fingers, she could reduce him to ashes… or worse.
Yet, as his filthy words spilled out, she only answered with angry, muffled noises, never striking back. That silence emboldened him. Now, with her bra tossed aside and her nipples hardened under his touch, Cassian grew bolder still. He sucked on one breast while tugging and twisting the other, teasing it until the bud flushed red. Her breasts were heavy in his hand; when he tugged one up by the nipple alone, it held its shape, stubbornly firm despite her age. The realization made his cock twitch—she was older, yes, but no less dangerous in body than in power.
