Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 499: In Control

Chapter 499: In Control

Violet was slowly kissing his abs now. The lingering scent of sandalwood from his soap mixed with his scent was driving her insane. Her libido was at an all-time high and all she could think about was him. Them. Him. She wanted them all.

Her mouth kept trailing lower, lips brushing the ridges of his toned stomach until they reached the sharp V-lines carved into his abdomen. She paused there, kissing the spot intentionally, then looked up at Griffin with that naughty smile on her face that spelt trouble. She planned to ruin him.

Griffin breath stuttered. His chest was rising too fast now, like he’d been caught in a sprint. His eyes were locked on hers and he could already tell where this was headed. He swallowed hard, heat pulsing through him.

Yeah. He was in trouble. The good kind.

Then Violet leaned in and dragged her tongue along the deep grooves of his V-line. She did it slowly as if tasting ice cream, savoring every sculpted dip and ridge.

Griffin cursed under his breath, fists clenching at his sides. His jaw tightened, and he fought the urge to grab her right then. She was playing with fire, and she knew it. His abs flexed involuntarily, the heat pooling fast in his groin. One more second of this and he wouldn’t be able to hold back.

"Violet..." His voice came out hoarse, strained. "You do that one more time, and I swear..."

But Roman, still watching from the bed, said with a smirk, "Go on, baby girl. Don’t stop now."

This time, Violet went lower, her lips brushing along the thick outline of his cock, hard and straining against his pants.

"Dear God," Griffin hissed through his teeth, his hips twitching beneath her.

She kept tracing every curve like she owned it, her tongue teasing him until the front of his pants turned damp. He wasn’t going to last at this rate and if he was going to come,

but there was nothing submissive about the way she looked up at

burned with desire as she pressed her palm against his bulge, rubbing with

you

his voice strained.

it off," she

to be told twice. He stripped in seconds, and Violet’s eyes gleamed when his cock sprang free—thick, hard, and already leaking. He looked so

hovered right in front of her lips. Her breath ghosted over the tip, but

her being in control was the sexiest thing he’d ever

whistle from where he lounged. "Fuck, if that’s how our queen claims

will was just so damn arousing. And he couldn’t

voice was rough, and hungry. "You

my lead. Touch me only when I say

smirked. "As you wish,

hands skimmed her thighs while she still had her lips brushing

you?" Violet asked, licking her lips slowly.

Violet. Then all thought escaped his head as she wrapped her mouth around him—just the tip—and drew him in, inch by inch, at her own pace until her nose

Holy God almighty.

rolling back. If this was how he