Caesar's POV
I forcefully parted her lips, my tongue claiming dominance over hers. My desire and dominance manifested fully in that moment, brooking no argument or resistance.
In the bathroom, steam swirled around us.
*Take her, mark her,* Olsen urged, his presence becoming stronger as my control weakened. *She's ours.*
I felt Viya trying to pull back, but I had anticipated this. My hand curved around the nape of her neck, holding her in place, savoring the feel of her soft skin under my fingers.
Her mouth was sweet and warm, tasting faintly of the mint toothpaste she'd used earlier. The sandalwood scent of my soap on her skin was driving me wild—marking her as mine even before I properly claimed her.
Soon, Viya was helpless against my assault. Her voice broke as she ga
