Cas scooped Dean up in his arms without another word, carrying her down the small hallway of his house. His eyes burned with fury still, but beneath that, there was tenderness in the way he held her—like she was the most fragile thing in the world.

He kicked the bedroom door open and laid her carefully on the bed, his hands trembling as they lingered on her skin. His gaze trailed downward, and the moment he saw her swollen, puffy pussy between her thighs, a deep growl ripped from his chest.