Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 367: Greedy For More

Waking up to see that grin on Asher’s face had to be a dream come true. Violet swore her heart was about to burst clean out of her chest from the sheer joy of it.

"Good morning, love," Asher whispered sexily as he gently tucked away a tangled strand of her hair that definitely resembled a bird’s nest.

"Good morning, my monster," she murmured, smiling.

She couldn’t hold back anymore. Violet leaned up and kissed him, soft at first, until Asher took over. He rolled her onto her back, deepening the kiss with urgency. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she welcomed him eagerly, sucking on it, fingers threading through his hair as she pulled him closer.

A guttural sound rumbled from his throat as the kiss turned reckless. His hand found her breast and squeezed, firm and possessive, while her hips rocked against him, desperate for the friction her aching core demanded.

By the time Asher pulled away, Violet was a boneless, gasping mess beneath him.

His chest heaved as he stared down at her. "Be careful what you wish for, love. I’m a hairbreadth away from losing control."

But Violet just smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck, grinding into him again. "Who said anything about control?"

Asher froze. He was arched like a predator tasting blood, and then that dark, wicked smile curled across his face.

"You asked for it then."

Then his tongue enveloped her nipple, and Violet arched into him with a cry. Her head fell back in pure, unfiltered pleasure, her lips parting with a strangled gasp.

hunger would fade, at least a little. But

Otherwise, with the number of times they’d gone at it last

her hand tangling in his hair and pressing him harder against her

hand found the other, massaging it, then rolling

to levitate right off the bed.

mouth away, only to trail kisses along her jaw, down her throat, nibbling at her shoulder. Violet sighed, eyes fluttering shut. This

back, spread her thighs apart, and the second her legs opened, her walls

of her legs over his shoulder, gripped

unison as Asher buried himself deep inside her, stretching her oversensitive, overstimulated pussy. It was a sweet, aching mix of pain and pleasure that made Violet gasp. She should have a break from sex, but

began

across the room. In this position, every thrust hit a new sweet spot—ones she hadn’t even known existed until now. Her body trembled beneath him, her

that’s it... yes—oh God!" Violet squealed when Asher began slamming into her, plowing into her so hard her walls clenched and

Her fingers tangled in

"The way I fuck you savagely hard. The way I own your body. The way I remind you that you’re

filthy sounds of their bodies colliding filling

Yes! Yes!" was all Violet could cry out, overwhelmed, consumed, entirely at

loved every second of it. The way Asher owned her, deliciously and gloriously, in a way only he ever

And when it

her head to the very tips of her