Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Too Hot To Handle

Music from the store filtered softly into the fitting room where Violet stood changing. She had decided on wearing the lavender two-piece, not because Asher had chosen it, but because she liked it, especially that slit in the middle.

She’d just slipped on the skirt and was reaching for the cropped top when the curtain snapped open.

Violet turned and froze.

Roman slipped in first, his grin positively sinful, while Alaric followed after him with a quiet sort of elegance, closing the curtain behind them as if they’d rehearsed this.

"Seriously?" Violet hissed, trying to cover her chest with her arms, her cheeks going up in flames. If she didn’t know these men, she’d be screaming bloody murder right now.

Roman only smirked. "You left the curtain half open. That’s practically an invitation."

Violet cocked her head. "Even you too, Alaric?" This was more Roman’s behavior, not his.

But Alaric only shrugged, far too casually. "Evil communication corrupts good manners," He said.

Violet was rendered speechless.

Roman, of course, didn’t mind being labeled the corrupting influence. He chuckled, wearing the title like a crown.

Then his eyes dropped to her chest and the slow burn in his gaze made her swallow.

"What are you hiding there, little purple?" he asked, his tone sultry as hell.

what was she hiding? These men had

with renewed boldness and a pinch of defiance, Violet let go. Her arm dropped, and her breasts bounced slightly

immediately, air sizzling with

eyes darkened with lust, and heat rushed straight to Violet’s core. Alaric swallowed hard,

Roman dropped to one knee with a soft thud and began crawling toward

her mound, inhaling

voice catching

well have been

pressed against her, Roman lifted his allow-me-fuck-you eyes. "Would you let me worship you, Princess Violet?" he

the air right out of her lungs. That had to be one of the most dangerously sexy things anyone had ever said to her. She couldn’t speak—not

as a yes," Roman murmured, already slipping beneath her skirt like

inside her. Roman hiding beneath her skirt only intensified the tension, every second

insides of her thighs, slow

he tugged her panties aside. Her eyes widened the moment his

Violet gasped, her

holding her steady. He brushed her hair aside, trailing kisses along the soft space beneath her ear. Violet had no choice but to grip Roman’s hair for balance, her other arm hooking around Alaric’s neck from behind because the two of them were

Anything. And right now, he was devouring her like she was the best thing

her breast, the other sprawled across her stomach to anchor her. Then he squeezed her breast with

Roman slid two fingers deep inside her, licking and sucking her

should see how beautiful you are right now," Alaric whispered into her

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255