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.

I was losing my mind. Something inside

my folds, spreading my juices all over

Forgetting I had

tightened around his long fingers as he stretched them and began thrusting

he entered a third finger. It

grabbed the bedsheets,

please... stop... stop... ah!

the absence of his

my legs held my fingers and made me touch myself. He held my fingers and made it glide over my slit, smearing my juices all

didn't want

my fingers, sucking on them lustfully. He lifted my knee with one hand. His tongue leisurely ran

went down on me, fucking me with his

toes curled up. My mouth hung open. 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

incessantly. The high charged

three of them withdrew

"get up, little toy and take off your blindfold. Look at

at myself. After what happened, I especially didn't want to look at

to adjust

eyes went on the bedsheet, wet

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

crawled up my cheeks. I slowly crossed my hands over my chest, trying

on because, without it, the

that exposed their chiseled torso, broad shoulders, and abs.

so entangled with my lust when I never had such

at me,"

my lower lip, I blinked, raising my gaze to

the first one?"

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

don't have infinity to

I had to revisit the entire event once again. But with them staring at me so

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 at

whose gaze was enough to degrade me

when I looked into Asher's gray eyes. He held my gaze, sucking me into his mysterious and

whispered with a quick gulp. "You were

his eyes

on," he said, analyzing me

my gaze

gaze half-way to Ezra.

you sure?" Asher

with the three