Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-8. Strange cravings(18+)

[Xanthea]

The three of them withdrew from me.

They were triplets and almost looked alike, yet just like their fingerprints, all of them had their unique presence and scent. But to test me, they hid their presence, covered up their scent, and stopped talking. With the blindfold on, I didn't know how I would differentiate between the three of them.

As embarrassing as it was to sit with my legs wide open in front of them, I obeyed, hoping it would end soon.

There was complete silence and stillness in the room for a few minutes. From the change in the temperature to the growing heaviness in the room, I could feel it all in my burning skin. The bed dipped, and I prepared myself for the worse.

My breath quickened as I felt hands run over my legs. I tried to bring my thighs together, but the hands held them apart firmly.

I felt a broad palm on my chest and the next second; they pushed me down on the bed.

Fondling my inner thighs, he pressed his thumbs over my slit, unfurling my folds with the same gentleness as one caressed the petals of roses.

I covered my mouth with my hands, silencing a yelp as he pressed his tongue over my pussy and lazily lapped on my juices, making me feel every movement of his deft tongue and warm lips.

I felt two hands grasp my wrists and pinned them on the bed. One of them sucked my breast while groping the other. His fingers were sometimes gentle and sometimes rough, almost hurting.

I felt an ache crawl like electricity beneath my skin. I was so wrapped in his presence, I could barely breathe.

It was unbearable and painful to imagine being in the condition I was in right now. To have my body entrusted to them like it never belonged to me. The three of them played with it in all filthy manners, bringing out shameless and filthier reactions from my depths.

The fever building everywhere in my body rushed to one spot, my clitoris. Tantalizing charges flooded my body.

I felt the tongue withdraw from my slit.

From the rustle of the bedsheets, I knew they had changed positions.

"AH!" I shuddered in surprise, feeling the sting from the slap on my pussy spread. I bobbed on the bed as the torture on my clit continued. My legs trembled as the blood rushed between my legs more violently.

I threw back my head as he pressed the heel of his palm against my scorching clitoris. My every attempt to struggle died even before I could try.

Their breaths turn harsher. Seeing me in pain was probably turning them on even more.

But the pain I felt was strange. It sparked cravings within me. Strange cravings.

One of them grabbed my throat, sinking into my neck, biting all over my neckline and collarbone. My heart felt like it would explode any second.

My body was in a constant state of intense tension that kept building as he rolled his tongue around my swollen clitoris, sucking on it. My back arched against his face and my hips adjusted to the rhythm of the tongue that ravished my pussy. I had no idea what was happening to me or where my life would go after this. I was terrified, yet at that moment, all my thoughts seemed to have turned into a puddle.

I bit my lips to stop my moan. The least I could do was not embarrass myself more by making such disgusting noises.

I clenched my jaws.

mind. Something inside me was about to

clitoris before he bit it. He rubbed my folds, spreading my juices all over before slipping a finger inside me, and then

and moaning. Forgetting

his long fingers as he stretched them and began thrusting inside me while his tongue played

cried as he entered a third finger. It hurt. My blindfold was now

thrusted faster and faster inside me. I grabbed

please... stop... stop... ah! Uh! Oh

stopped. The emptiness inside me, the absence of his touch,

myself. He held my fingers and made it glide

didn't want to touch

lifted my knee with one hand. His tongue leisurely ran from my

down on me, fucking me with his

A stream of stifled moans united with my shaky breaths. My eyes rolled back in my head. Orgasm exploded throughout my body. He finger fucked me roughly through my orgasm, thrusting roughly and even though it hurt, I didn't want it

chest heaved incessantly. The high charged through my blood, dazing my

them withdrew from

little toy and take off your blindfold. Look at all the lovely

to look at myself. After what happened, I especially didn't want to look at them. An awkward restlessness

to adjust to the dim light of the

dropped as my eyes went on the

sat on three arm chairs around the bed that gave a perfect and

my cheeks. I slowly crossed my hands over my chest, trying to look

better with the blindfold on because, without it, the weight

broad shoulders, and abs. My eyes zipped over the bulges in their pants.

lust when I never had such overwhelming cravings before. Not

me," Asher

in my chest. Biting my lower lip, I blinked,

first one?"

eyes. I was so consumed by the three of them; I forgot I had to identify them. All their touches were still searing on my

don't have infinity to

to revisit the entire event once again. But with them staring at me so intently, I just couldn't

made me feel highly conscious of myself, but he was comparatively gentler. Pain was all the second made me feel. A brazen pain. And the third made me touch myself as if he wanted me to accept my greed, my lust - my sin. I cautiously looked

gaze was enough to degrade me and make me feel

was most comfortable when I looked into Asher's gray eyes. He held my gaze, sucking me into his

with a quick gulp. "You were

narrowed his

on," he said, analyzing

dropped my gaze

was second... and..." I lifted my gaze half-way to Ezra. "And

Asher asked,

individually with the three of them, according to the less-than-one-day