Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 522: Pay Their Respect

The sex hadn’t been planned, but it had been explosive, leaving Violet more than a little over the moon. When they finally stepped out of the bathroom, steam still clinging to their skin, Violet’s body tingled with the memory of their mouths and hands, every nerve alive as if the bond itself were humming through her veins.

Roman was toweling his hair when he caught sight of her, a wicked grin spreading. "Is it just me, or is our mate actually glowing right now?"

Griffin, bent over as he tugged his briefs up his sculpted ass, shot her a look over his shoulder. His brow arched. "That doesn’t just look like an afterglow."

Violet blinked down and nearly yelped. Her hands were glowing. Literally. Oh, hell.

Roman’s grin split wide. "I knew it. Someone’s emotions are spilling everywhere, she’s literally glowing from the afterglow." He leaned closer, wicked amusement dancing in his green eyes. "Tell me, Violet, was the sex that good?"

"Shut up!" Violet’s face went red as she shoved him away, mortified.

Roman’s eyes lit with delight. "Oh, this is so good." He smirked, circling her like a wolf with prey. "If this is a Fae thing, then I’m obsessed. What else can you do, huh? Turn green with envy? Blue when you’re cold? Pink when you’re horny?"

"That’s enough, Roman." Griffin was fully dressed now, stepping in to her aid. He turned to Violet. "I think you should calm down and let your color come back to normal."

"Or..." Roman purred, eyes traveling down the curve of her body. He lifted a hand toward the sash of her bathrobe, fingers hovering over the loose knot tied at her waist. "We could have a little more fun, and I could discover just how many shades you can turn." His voice dripped seduction, every word daring her to imagine what he’d do if he tugged that knot free.

Griffin’s hand shot out, smacking Roman’s away before he could touch the sash.

Roman yelped, though the grin never left his lips. He shot Griffin a playful

and placed both hands firmly on

deep breath," he instructed softly.

shakily, her chest rising, then she exhaled,

your Fae features before, you can

over herself, another

girl." Griffin’s lips curved with pride as he gave her shoulders

wall, muttered, "Well, let’s hold onto that self-control, sweetheart, because we can’t slip up in front of

tone, her second father-in-law. Griffin, on the other hand, was going to track down Alaric. It was

seeking another male. Besides, if Zara decided

Violet told Roman as she reached for one of the dresses Irene

dropped the bathrobe without hesitation, and of course Roman’s response was immediate. He gave a long, drawn-out cat whistle, eyes shamelessly roaming over her body as if he hadn’t already memorized every inch of it. No matter

you a hand?" Roman asked, his tone dripping with suggestion. It was framed like a joke, but Violet knew him too well. If she gave even the slightest wrong answer,

rolled her eyes. She was so used to his antics she didn’t even bother rising to the

Violet announced seconds later, twirling

dress was simple yet classic, the kind of timeless piece that carried

good in everything," Griffin commented, his eyes warm as he took her

look better in my arms," Roman cut in smoothly, bending his arm so she