Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 374: The Altar And The Sacrifice

Asher rose upward from the chair, one arm looped around Violet’s waist, while the other cradled the back of her head carefully. Their mouths collided again, harder, needier, with nothing polite about it now. Teeth clashed and their tongues tangled with one another, heat crackling between them like wildfire.

Violet wrapped her legs around his hips instinctively, gasping into his mouth as her back slammed gently against the wall, the gold chains behind her clinking.

Asher’s hands roamed her body hungrily. He gripped her thighs, her ass, his fingers sinking into the soft curve with bruising intent. "You drive me insane," he growled against her lips.

"Good," she whispered, breathless. "I’m only getting started."

He rolled his hips into hers, the friction shooting sparks down her spine. Violet moaned as he kissed down her jaw, her throat, tugging the corset just low enough to drag his mouth across her breast. Her head lolled back against the wall, a cry escaping her lips that she didn’t even try to hold in.

"Say it again," he rasped. "Say you’re mine."

"I’m yours," she breathed, eyes fluttering shut, her whole body aching for more.

"No." Asher lips trailed back up to her ear, biting gently. "Look at me and say it."

Violet’s golden eyes met his, hazy and wrecked. "I’m yours, Asher. Completely."

Something in Asher snapped.

In one smooth motion, he carried her to the low chaise in the corner, laying her down like she was both his altar and his sacrifice. The room’s low light wrapped around them, shadows dancing along their skin as Asher kissed his way down her stomach, branding her with each press of his lips.

And when the Nightshade prince knelt between her thighs, reverently, hungry, and wholly unholy, Violet knew the lap dance had merely been the ignition and what came after was the fire.

Asher’s eyes gleamed up at her like a wolf kneeling before his queen, not in submission, but in promise. Violet’s breath hitched as he pressed his mouth to the inside of her thigh, slow and purposely. He kissed higher and higher and then higher. Asher was taunting her with each touch. It was a vow. A fire-starter.

Violet could barely think. Her fingers threaded through his hair, nails grazing his scalp, her hips twitching beneath the weight of want. "Asher..."

learned. "You gave me a show," he murmured, voice rough with restraint.

her thighs farther apart, the moan escaping her lips ragged, and needy. Violet

still pulsed in the background, slow, dark, dripping with temptation, and moving in time with his kisses as he reached the part

mouth and Violet’s back arched. She let out

playful one moment and devastating the next. He was slow—God, so

hit, it wasn’t a spark but an explosion. Violet’s whole body bowed, and she cried out his name like a promise and a curse. But even then, Asher didn’t stop. He held her there, flicking, licking and sucking through the aftershocks, drinking in

back up her body, Violet was

hovered over her, lips brushing her cheek, her jaw, her temple. "Do you know what you do to me,

and gave a breathless

her lips. "You make me beg while I’m

he kissed her again deep and slow,

a dangerous glint in her

back," she commanded

without hesitation, his heart pounding as Violet undid his belt, slid down his zipper, and freed

hips like silk dipped in fire. Her hands anchored on his chest, nails biting into muscle as she rolled her hips forward. Slowly, agonizingly inch

inside her, the stretch a delicious burn, the connection between them instant and maddening. Asher’s hands flew to her hips, but she caught them and pinned them above his

she whispered with a wicked grin. "I’m in

Goddess, did she

her, then sink again with a moan

"Violet..." Asher rasped.

the brush of her pebbled nipples sending jolts of sensation through her body. Her lips hovered just over his, taunting. "You like that, Alpha?" she smirked darkly. "... Or would you prefer,

trying to lift his hips, but she planted a hand on his throat, not choking, just firm enough to remind

pleasure making her thighs tremble, and her breath catching with every bounce. The room was heat and haze, the lights dancing across

way her head tilted back, the way her hair cascaded down

her walls fluttered around him and her moan turned to a cry, Asher knew she was close. His hands broke free, flying to her waist as he bucked up, meeting her thrusts