The Unwanted Bride: Claimed by the Billionaire - Chapter 97: Chapter 97

Cassie’s Pov.
I smiled deeper in my sleep the moment I felt soft kisses around my lower back.
“Go away!” I mumbled, burying my face deeper into the pillow since I was sleeping face down.
The kisses didn’t stop; instead, I felt a hand start to caress my butt cheek. Despite the fact that I was half awake, I could feel my nipple getting hard. I mentally facepalmed at the way my body was prone to acting like a bimbo whenever he touches me!
“Shawnnnnn!” I called out his name. That was meant to be a warning, but of course, my voice disappointed me, and it came out as a moan instead.
Sometimes I wonder where he gets his energy from. We were literally both awake all night, but here he was, teasing me.
My heart began to race when I felt the blanket go off my lower body. The gesture was followed by a pair of warm and strong hands around my thighs, which lifted up my lower body and brought me into a kneeling position while my back arched and my head still rested on the pillow.
I swallowed painfully, with my eyes still closed.
I hissed in pleasure when I felt that familiar dick tease my clit. There was just a very special feeling every time Shawn was about to pierce me and I felt my wetness. Once again, my body was so shameless when it came to Shawn Elias.
I couldn’t help with the moan that escaped me the moment my husband pushed his cock inside of me. This time around, Shawn didn’t allow me to get comfortable with his size. He kept thrusting in and out while giving my booty hard spanks at intervals.
My toe curled, and I rolled my eyes to the back of my head the moment Shawn brought his hand forward and started to rub my clit with his fingers while he fucked me.
The room was filled with moans and grunts.
Shawn definitely noticed me getting tired of that position, so he turned me around and climbed on top of me, picking up where he left off. Just that this time around, he showered my face with kisses as he fucked me.
“You want me to wake you up every morning like this?” Shawn whispered in my ear as he reduced his pace, making me want him more. He just knew the right strokes for every moment. Even when I was tired, it was hard to refuse him because every moment came with an unforgettable experience, surpassing the previous one.
“Answer me, sweets!” Shawn groaned, bringing me out of my thoughts.
“You need no permission!” That was certainly not what I intended to say. It was safe to say this was one of my weakest spaces, and Shawn used it to his advantage.
My husband increased his pace upon my response until we both came in each other.
I bit my lower lip as I felt his warm cum fill me up!
Shawn got off me, lay on his side and pulled me closer to his chest. My safe haven.
“Happy Birthday, Baby!” He placed a deep kiss on the crown of my forehead with his hands around my waist.
I couldn’t help with the smile that crept to my lips. I felt happy, I felt at peace. A feeling that I didn’t think I was capable of experiencing again.
“Thank you!” I mumbled shyly, looking into his gorgeous eyes. I still don’t think that I’ll ever be brave enough to process the fact that I got the man of every woman’s dreams.
“Are you ready for us to start the day?” He asked.
My heart skipped. “I know you’ve said it before, but you seriously have no meetings to attend?” I asked since it was difficult to believe that someone like Shawn, who had his hands full, would take some time off business and work to spend with me over a celebration that used to be irrelevant to me.
“You don’t believe I’m here just for you?” He said with a small smile playing on his lips.
“It feels so surreal that you could spare your time and even go the extra mile to make this happen,” I confessed.
“I can recall the first few times we had sex. You always disappear after, attending to work.”
“Yeah! More reasons why this was necessary!”
“But who’s going to look after everything?”
Shawn arched his brow! “Aren’t you glad we are having time away from everyone and everything?”
“I am. I just don’t want to be the reason you left some things unattended to?”
Shawn pulled me closer to him by the waist. It’s crazy how we’ve gotten so comfortable being naked whenever we are by each other.
“You’re my wife. Who should get the most priority?”
I shrugged. “You had a life before I came into it. I don’t want you slacking because of me.”
Shawn chuckled. “You don’t need to act all polite. As I said before, no one forced me to get married, and now that I’m in it, I need to do all it takes to care for my woman.”
“And spending time with you doesn’t equate to me slacking. I used to be a total workaholic. The only difference is that I see myself taking more time off to be with my family.”
“You always know what to say?” I challenged.
He smiled. “Is that a compliment or?”
“A compliment!”
“Thank you,” I whispered.
“What for?” He asked.
“For the sacrifices.”
“For wanting to put a smile on my face.”
“Didn’t you already thank me last night?” He smiled, and I couldn’t help with the blush that crept to my cheeks.
“I had no idea what came over me,” I responded shyly,
“No regrets! I love that you took me by surprise. I love seeing you get really feisty!”
I playfully hit Shawn’s chest. “You love nasty stuff!”
“No lies! Only when it has to do with you, though.”
I smiled really hard.
“So, what do you have planned for today?” I couldn’t help but ask my husband.
“Lots of stuff! I hope I don’t get you exhausted.”
I nudged him. “I’m not lazy!”
“Okay! We need to get out of bed if we are sure we want to get stuff done.” Shawn said, and I giggled, “Not my fault that you can’t keep your hands off me.”
“Okay! I take the blame for getting married to a goddess.”
Shawn got off the bed, and he pulled me along with him.
“What are you doing?” He asked when I started adjusting the sheets.
“We need to change this and clean up!” I answered.
“I didn’t bring you all the way here for that. Don’t worry, someone will take care of it.” Shawn intertwined his hands with mine and took me to the adjoining bathroom.
We hopped into the shower, did a bit of silly stuff, before finally focusing on our business.
We dried our bodies and changed into clean clothes. Shawn was in his joggers and a matching tee while I put on a sundress. He held my hand and led me out of the room, down the staircase.
“I’m a terrible host. We’ve been here for hours, and I still haven’t given you a tour.” Shawn mumbled, and I chuckled. “You are not that terrible. We’ve just been so busy.” He stopped in his tracks, then stole a kiss from me.
“What’s that smell?” I asked my husband the moment we got to the end of the staircase.
“Let’s go see.” He answered, and with his hands on the small of my back, my husband directed me to the dining room. My jaw was literally on the floor at the sight of the table. I turned around to face Shawn. “Are you expecting people?”
“No. Why do you ask?” He asked as though he had no idea what I was talking about.
“All of these? Just for the two of us?” I pointed at the table.
We were a few steps away, but I could see toast, eggs, sausages, fruits, cookies, fresh juice, two bottles of wine, candies and even chicken. The last time I remember, I don’t eat much, and neither did Shawn.
“Who even made all of these?” I couldn’t help but ask.
With his hand still on the small of my back, Shawn led me to the table. He pulled out the chair at the head of the table, sat on it, pulled me onto his lap and circled his arms possessively around my waist.
I was about to fight him when I noticed a small-sized chocolate cake with a candle at the top, right before us.
“How do you know I love chocolate cakes?”
“Doreen always got them for you. I may not be home all the time to look after you, but I pay close attention to your activities.”
I chuckled. “That’s a civilised way of describing a stalker.”
“Whatever! I needed to make sure you were well taken care of in my absence.”
“The Chef is one of the best over here, and yes, I instructed him to make all of these. Are you ready to make a wish?” He gestured towards the cake, then tucked a hand in his pocket. Shawn brought out a small jewellery box and placed it on the table beside the cake.
“What’s that?” I stared in between Shawn and the box.
“Your birthday gift.”
I frowned. “And the ones in the living room?”
“They are all yours, but this one is very special.”
“You wanna unbox the special gift first or make a wish?” My husband asked, with his arms still possessively around my waist.