Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 461: Stirring Bond

Roman’s hand flexed where it pressed to the mat, his knuckles whitening.

"Roman," Violet said, her breath catching.

"What?" he rasped with a rough voice. "I’m playing the game."

Liar.

"Left hand, yellow." Asher announced.

Violet reached across the mat and instantly regretted it. The stretch pulled her forward, leaving her no choice but to arch her back, and that gave Griffin a full view down her neckline.

His breath hit her seconds later brushing over her chest hot and slowly, causing her nipples to harden beneath the thin fabric. Goosebumps spread like a wildfire along her arms, and Violet bit down a sound that wasn’t a laugh.

Goddess help her.

"Right foot, red." Asher called.

Violet tried to shift, but he was already ahead of her. Alaric was pressed against her side, his arm braced beside her waist, and thigh flush with hers. His face was angled down while his lips was dangerously close to her neck, and the tension in his jaw said he was seconds from sinking his teeth in.

Violet tried to move, but everywhere was too tight, too hot, and too much. She was surrounded on all sides with Roman behind her, eyes on her thighs; Griffin above, breath on her chest; Alaric beside her, radiating heat like a fire pressed too close; and the slow, ravenous burn in her stomach that was quickly getting out of control.

while her breathing stuttered. Gods, she was getting

Asher pointed out, his gaze catching hers. He was standing

"I’m fine," Violet lied.

smirked in

closer with a hunger in his eyes; Griffin, whose gaze was glued to her breasts; or Alaric, who looked like he was two seconds from pulling her into his lap and saying

everyone moved. Except it was obvious the game had reached its limit with the way they were all twisted around Violet like a human

Alaric down with her. In the scramble, Alaric tripped over Griffin, who ended up crashing on top of them, but not before shielding Violet with his body, his arm snapping out just in time. Griffin, in turn, adjusted his weight mid-fall, clearly realizing what was

dropped together in a pile of bodies breathing hard, their

there she was, flat on her back, dress rumpled, hair wild, and her men trying not to crush her

out of her mouth, genuine

just like that, Alaric, Roman and Griffin crackled with wild laughter

Violet. But Roman wasn’t having it. He stuck out

before he could retaliate, Violet reached out and pulled him to her side, hence displacing Roman

weren’t any stars visible, not with all the string lights overhead, but the moon was out tonight, round and bright

out. He kept inching closer,

Roman." She chided

to learn. Sometimes she wondered if the goddess had handed her a needy child

head, Violet rose to her feet.

settling on the couch. The others except the green menace had drifted to one corner with their heads bent close,

mid-crunch on a spring roll when the green menace aka Roman appeared in her line of sight, his eyes wide and

it this time?" she asked,