Cassian growled and threw his arms around me, flipping us in one swift motion so that I landed beneath him.
Immediately, my instincts kicked in. I bent my knees, preparing to drive them into his ribs if he tried to pin me down.
But strangely, Cassian didn't pin my wrists down, nor did he throw his weight over me like some brute. Instead, he braced himself on his forearms, his body trembling slightly, his head buried in the crook of my neck. His breath came hot and ragged, almost… shaken.
"You're rough." He muttered, lips brushing the sensitive spot between my shoulder and collarbone like a glowing ember. My skin prickled in response.
"Well, try listening for once." I retorted coldly, doing my best to shake off the unwelcome heat he'd triggered in my body.
"I'm a prince, you know." He lifted his head slightly, cheeks tinged with a flush that was either anger or something far more inconvenient.
I curled my lips into a smirk. "And this isn't your kingdom."
