Warrior Training System

The moonlight that had filtered through the window began to retreat as the first rays of sunlight took its place. Two red-haired Ven Dykes lay peacefully asleep, their breaths steady. One, a mature beauty, held the other—a young boy—close to her, his expression content as he nuzzled deeper into her embrace. Her arm wrapped around him, and her bare leg draped over his, ensuring he stayed near. He seemed to relish the closeness, his face pressed blissfully against her ample chest.

As the sunlight streamed in, it caught their fiery red hair, making it glow like it was alight with flames. The warm light highlighted their flawless features, casting an ethereal glow over them.

The two seemed like mother and son, but they were not; they were merely linked by blood. Their exact relationship was unclear—they weren't sure if they were cousins, aunt and nephew, or some other distant relatives. Now, however, their bond had shifted: the beautiful woman had hired the man as her servant a few months ago, making their relationship of that master and servant.

Last night, that servant had nearly turned her into a willing captive of pleasure, pushing her to climax again and again. Her body had responded so intensely, molding itself to the shape of him as if permanently. She had been on the brink of complete submission and, in some ways, already had. She didn't realize it yet, but she would soon understand if she let this boy have his way with her again.

For now, she was sound asleep, her body and mind at ease. Cassian had drawn out every last bit of tension, exhaustion, and worry from her the night before, replacing it all with pure, unforgettable pleasure. Even if she chose to refrain from indulging with him again, the memory would linger.

The one responsible for her potential addiction to this newfound pleasure slowly opened his eyes, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. Finding himself tightly embraced by his beautiful master, he reveled in the warmth of her soft body pressed against his. He idly wished for another to hug him from behind, surrounding him in a blissful embrace, but even this was enough. He tightened his arms around her, pressing his face into her ample chest with a thrill of excitement as he thought, 'I really did it with my lady...,' feeling fully exhilarated.

As he lay there, half-asleep, Cassian briefly wondered if it was another one of his dreams about Lady Katherine. But as he fully woke and saw her beside him, reality settled in—it hadn't been a dream. Glancing up at her peaceful, sleeping face, he smirked, recalling how different her expressions were last night. He hadn't realized before that she'd been pretending to be asleep.

When he shifted slightly, her arms instinctively tightened around him, making him pause with a smile. As he raised his gaze, he was met with her enchanting face, made even more captivating by the sunlight illuminating it. The light caused a slight furrow in her brow, which smoothed out as he gently placed a pillow to shield her from the sun. She relaxed, a small smile forming on her lips, and Cassian felt utterly bewitched. Leaning closer, he captured her soft, red lips in a kiss, his hand squeezing the thigh draped over him, holding him firmly in place.

He kissed her deeply, their mingled warmth and shared breaths making their lips damp with saliva until he was satisfied. Pulling back slightly, Cassian brushed a few stray strands of hair behind her ear and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. Still cradled in her embrace, his hand rested gently on her buttocks. In a tender voice, he whispered, "Wake up, my lady…"

Katherine's eyes fluttered open, still heavy with exhaustion as she adjusted to the morning light. The unfamiliar warmth pressed against her brought back flashes of last night, and then she heard the voice that confirmed it, "Good morning, my lady…"

Cassian's sweet smile met her gaze, and she couldn't help but smile back. "Good morning," she responded softly, while thinking to herself, 'My puppy... though you were quite the beast last night.' Memories of his untamed passion and how he'd nearly driven her to the edge flooded her mind.

Feeling something warm and firm pressing against her stomach, Katherine's eyes widened momentarily before she looked at Cassian with an amused smile. 'Look at this bold boy… didn't even bother with underwear,' she thought, her hand moving up to cup his cheek. "I didn't realize you stayed here all night," she said, a playful tone in her voice as she awaited his response. 'Does he really think just because I indulged him last night, he can sleep naked beside me? Pets have their own places; I'm not one to let them share my bed.'

"I was so tired, I didn't even realize when I fell asleep while massaging you," Cassian replied with a cheeky grin, making it clear he knew she had been awake during their late-night encounter.

Katherine understood exactly what he was implying, but kept her expression composed and amused. "Oh? Did you happen to remember taking off your clothes as well?" she teased, arching an eyebrow.

Cassian put on a mock look of surprise. "Did I do that again? My apologies, my lady. I have this strange habit of undressing in my sleep—sort of a sleepwalking illness," he said, feigning embarrassment, though the wide grin on his face betrayed just how pleased he actually was.

Katherine chuckled softly, shifting under the covers as she glanced down and noticed the faint bite marks on her breasts and shoulders. "It's strange... I still feel tired, even after your so-called massage all night. My sleep was... restless," she said with a playful lilt.

Cassian's smile grew as he leaned in closer, his eyes locked with hers. "Oh? You didn't sleep well, my lady? I wonder what could've kept you up," he teased, tilting his head as if in thought. "If you're still feeling tired, I'd be more than happy to give you another massage to ease any lingering tension."

Her eyes narrowed as she caught the mischievous glint in his gaze. 'As if I'd let you...' she thought, then remembered the relentless pleasure he gave her the night before. 'Maybe—but only after I make you pay a little,' she mused, a hint of mock anger flickering in her eyes at the memory of his merciless pace.

Seeing Cassian look up at her with those bright red eyes and a face full of innocent charm, Katherine's expression softened, her mischievous smile turning gentle. 'How could I ever punish my sweet puppy?' she thought as she brushed her fingers along his cheek. "No need, just let me rest a bit longer," she said.

"Can I stay here too?" Cassian asked, unabashed and with a pleading look that made Katherine chuckle. She nodded, "I don't mind," she replied. But as his hand settled on her waist, a twinge of soreness reminded her of last night. With a small sigh, she added, "And while you're at it, a little waist massage wouldn't hurt… just while you lie here."

"As you wish, my lady," Cassian agreed, nuzzling against her chest as he shifted lower. Sliding one hand down under her to her waist and the other already resting on her back, he gently pulled her closer, pressing her even tighter against him. Katherine's eyes widened momentarily at the movement, but as the position proved more comfortable, she relaxed and settled her weight onto him. Cassian began to slowly massage her waist, savoring the sensation of her soft body fully enveloping him. He couldn't help but wish he could taste her again, her breasts so temptingly close and pressed against his face. Chapter Continue:

"My lady, I have one request..." Cassian murmured, his eyes fixed on her cherry-red lips that brushed softly against his cheek and nose.

"Mmm..." Katherine responded with a content hum, unwilling to shift even an inch from the most comfortable position she had ever found herself in.

"Can I taste your nipples? They look like cherries..." he asked, unsure where the courage had come from. It might have been because he had taken her so thoroughly, but now that he had asked, he felt Katherine's breath go still and her body tense. He could sense her sharp gaze on his head, but he didn't dare look up, afraid of what he'd see. He quickly added, "I apologize, my lady. I don't know why I asked for it. Please, punish me for my offense..."

But it was all his illusion, as Katherine didn't look angry. Instead, she wore an amused smile, thinking, 'You bastard, I didn't punish you for coming inside me, and what makes you think I'll punish you for asking to suck my breasts?' She thought with an amused smile as she brushed her hand through his hair and said, "Go ahead, but only because you're so good at massaging me...but don't expect anything more okay."

"Yes, my lady..." Cassian replied with a grin, eagerly taking her nipple to his lips.