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.

hiding? These men had already seen

let go. Her arm dropped, and her breasts bounced slightly with

air sizzling with sexual

Violet’s core. Alaric swallowed hard,

moved. Then, Roman dropped to one knee with a soft thud and began

nose to her mound, inhaling deeply like he was memorizing her

began, her voice catching

in her way, it might as well have

with his jaw still pressed against her, Roman lifted his allow-me-fuck-you eyes. "Would you let

ever said to her. She couldn’t speak—not because she didn’t want to—but because she was

beneath her skirt like it was the most natural thing in

as anticipation coiled tight inside her. Roman hiding beneath her skirt only intensified the tension,

his fingers grazed the insides of her thighs, slow and deliberate, keeping

tugged her panties aside. Her eyes widened the moment his tongue slid between her folds, beginning to

gasped,

came up behind her that moment, 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

enthusiastic in everything he did. 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 such

inside her, licking and sucking her clit with relentless hunger while she writhed from the

are right now," Alaric whispered into her

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