Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 320: Griffin’s Turn

It was by sheer luck that Griffin managed to escape the students. Asher, Roman, and Alaric weren’t so fortunate considering the last he saw them, they were being hoisted into the air by the pack, swallowed by the crowd drunk on victory. It was actually hilarious, considering he was the biggest of them all and should have been the easiest target, but it seemed luck had decided to cut him a break today.

Covered in dirt and desperate for a shower, he skipped the locker room. There were probably wolves lurking there, waiting to pounce on him all over again. Instead, he made his way back to the house, guessing no one would be there to bother him. And he was right. Everyone was still out, either celebrating or spending time with family.

Griffin walked confidently into his room, already tugging at his dirty pants. He had bent slightly, hands on the waistband, about to strip off his boxers when he caught a shift in the air. He barely had time to turn before a blur of movement slammed into him, tackling him to the ground. His body tensed on instinct, ready to fight, only to freeze as a familiar scent hit him.

And then, soft lips pressed against his, and Griffin melted into the moment without a second thought. Just as Alaric called, this girlfriend of theirs was a little minx. How had she snuck into his room?

But Griffin didn’t get a chance to think about that, a low, unexpected moan slipping from him the moment Violet’s tongue slid past his lips, gliding over him with slow, sensual intent. His hands, once clenched in fists against the floor, relaxed and found her waist, his fingers pressing in just slightly as if to anchor himself against the sudden, explosive heat between them.

Violet’s mouth moved against his with a hunger that stole his breath, her tongue dancing and twining with his, coaxing him deeper into the kiss. It was both a claiming and playful kiss and Griffin responded instinctively, parting his lips wider, meeting her tongue with his own.

Their mouths moved together in a rhythm that was both frantic and languid, their tongues sliding and tangling, tasting and exploring with a raw intensity that made his head spin.

Violet shivered at the sound, her hand tracing his exposed body. Her fingers found and tangled in the strands of his hair, pulling just enough to draw another guttural sound

in. Teeth scraped lightly, their lips bruised with need, breaths mingling hot between them as the world outside the room ceased to exist. Violet and Griffin knew nothing at that moment, except the electric

his mouth even as he chased after her with another short, greedy kiss, his voice rough when he murmured against her

her cheeks ached. "Am I now?" she teased,

out to grip her waist, steadying her before he lost control and took her

servant is about a second away from

if I want you to?" Violet purred, attempting to rock against him again, but

reminded

put a time limit on that deal. If Asher didn’t claim his chance soon, someone else

knew was that ever since she’d agreed to give this tangled harem mess a try, her libido had been in overdrive. There was barely anything she could do these days without thoughts of her men

each of them like four dangerously tempting, perfectly plated meals laid before her, and she was starving for a taste of each. If Violet were a vampire,

strangled groan, Violet pulled herself off Griffin. Well, that was a total buzzkill. But this wasn’t

on his feet, fumbling to adjust his boxers when she murmured, "Don’t bother with that, we’re just