Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 495: The Mates In Paradise

"You’re finally awake," Roman said as soon as Violet stirred. Her eyes had always been pretty, but now they shone like spun gold and were absolutely bewitching. Even a blind man could sense from her presence alone that something about her had changed.

The others would probably say he was lucky to be her mate. Hell, some might even envy him. But to Roman, it felt like the goddess had used the opportunity to punish him in the most exquisite, agonizing way.

Violet had slept like a baby through the night meaning the mating fever had chosen him to deal with instead.

He’d had a raging case of blue balls, and he’d alleviated himself so many times his hand actually ached. But it hadn’t been enough.

The only saving grace was that Violet slept beside him. Maybe it was her scent, maybe just her nearness, but it had kept him from completely losing his mind, something not uncommon when the fever took over.

So yeah, it had been a long, torturous night.

And now she was finally awake, her skin glowing with the softness of a child, looking more beautiful than ever, even if it was in an otherworldly way. Violet was like a phoenix reborn from ash.

For a moment, Violet looked dazed, as if she didn’t recognize him. Then her eyes flashed gold, glowing with wild intensity, and she growled, "Mate!"

Hell yeah. Roman nearly barked out a laugh. He was two seconds away from tattooing that word across his forehead just to make it official he was property of Violet Purple.

But that smug thought flew right out the window when she suddenly shoved him flat onto the bed with lightning-fast strength.

"Whoa, easy there," Roman muttered startled, trying to sit up but he couldn’t.

Violet had pinned both of his wrists to the mattress, and to his complete shock he couldn’t move at all. She was quite strong.

"Okay," Roman surrendered when it became obvious he wasn’t getting free anytime soon. "I usually prefer calling the shots, but for once I don’t mind—oh sweet lord," he choked out as Violet slowly ground down against his painfully hard length.

they were completely naked? Yeah. Skin to

The fabric had irritated him so much he’d yanked it off halfway

one word, there

so hard it hurt, so close he could’ve come just from that. But not yet. Goddess,

flip her beneath him, to finally sink into the heat he’d fantasized about for what felt like forever. Not that he’d last—hell, one thrust and he might be done. That was how badly he needed her. How badly he had needed her last night, lying next to her, skin to skin, with nothing but willpower holding

moment with the other boys. Now it was finally within reach.

rubbed against his length, her entrance teasing the head of his cock but never letting him in. God. Was this how Griffin’s mating fever with her had gone? If so, how the

eyes, from the way she rolled her hips with delicious intent—taking pleasure, holding control, and driving

had taken over. Then suddenly, Violet was shuddering on top of him, her release gushing onto his length. And when she looked down at him,

"Mine." She declared possessively.

mating fever blazed through Roman, fierce and unbearable. He bared his teeth,

growl of her own. The warning in her voice was

hips into position and slowly sank down onto

tight, slick walls welcomed him inch by aching inch until she was seated fully, her hips flush

her? Goddess help him! It was the best feeling ever! At that moment, Roman had gone

began moving up and down on him, letting him

baby, just like that," Roman groaned, his voice strained with pleasure

haze of need, Violet had released his hands. They immediately found their way to her ass, gripping the soft flesh

in his throat. Violet was going

long hair cascading over her shoulder like a waterfall, wild and untamed. And her breasts... God, her breasts. They bounced in rhythm

filled his palms perfectly, like they’d

Roman didn’t need to be told twice. He latched onto her, sucking her peaked nipple with eager hunger. Violet cried out, the sensation shooting straight to her core. She mewled, hips never slowing, still grinding on him like she needed

feel it because he was too. Roman slid his other hand around her, pulling her even closer, until there was no space left between them. Then he began thrusting up into her, matching her rhythm with his own. Incoherent sounds spilled from Violet’s lips as the familiar rush built inside

ass instead, his grip rough and possessive. Then he began thrusting into her with raw intensity. Violet screamed, her body shattering into pure, blinding pleasure.