Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter- 19. Time’s up

[Xanthea]

Just the thought of it made me break into cold sweat even when I was submerged in a fragrant bath. Mavka and a few other maids prepared me for the night while neither my body nor my heart nor my mind were ready for it. As the time of their arrival drew nearer, my anxiousness grew louder in my chest.

I winced as the soft fabric of the green lace panties grazed against my leg. Even a small touch on the welts triggered a flutter of pain. I wore a green three-piece lace lingerie. The dark green bra was adorned with intricate floral patterns that made my breasts stand out even more. While the panties hugged the curves of my crotch. Mavka put the garter belt around my hips and then reached out for the stockings.

"Can I not wear the stockings, please?" I asked.

"Your highness, you already know the answer. But..." Mavka placed the stockings on the bed. "I'll leave it on you. Please do as you deem fit."

She looked at the antique grandfather clock that stood against a wall.

"It's nine already. My lords should be here by 9: 09, your highness," Mavka said, helping me put on the viridian silk night robe. They didn't style my hair, but allowed it to hang loose and damp. They applied various perfumes to different parts of my body. By 9:05 I was ready.

"Hope to wake you up tomorrow, your highness. We'll take our leave now," Mavka said, bowing, and so did the other maids. "Thank you for taking such good care of me," I bowed back.

Mavka and maids left the room at 9:07.

Waiting for the two minutes felt like waiting for years. As the time drew closer, my breaths turned shallow as my mind ran wild with chaotic thoughts. The sound of the clock ticking grew louder in the pin drop silence of the room. I fumbled with the vial of painkiller and gulped it down before putting on the stockings at the last moment.

The clock struck 9: 09 and my head snapped towards the door.

Another minute passed like a century before the doorknob turned and the door opened, instantly filling the room with a comforting pheromone, immediately followed by an overpowering scent, making it hard to breathe.

I got down from the bed, ignoring the sting in my leg, and stood, lowering my gaze as Ezra sprawled on the royal armchair right in front of my bed.

"Ten minutes..." his voice zapped through me. I clenched my hands together, trying to stop them from shaking. "That's the longest I will wait for Raven, Asher."

Ignoring Ezra, Asher stepped closer to me.

In a soft pull, he untied the knot holding the silk night robe on my body. His fingers brushed against my skin as he slid the silk down my shoulders. The fabric effortlessly flowed around my feet into a puddle. My eyes restlessly skimmed from the clock to the door and then returned to Asher. He held my shoulders and made me sit on the bed.

he held my hand. My eyes locked with his eyes. I lowered my hand

warm flutter stroked my heart as Asher slowly got to his one knee before me. Breath froze in

off my legs. I clenched the bedsheet to fight a

held my injured feet in his

answers to the questions pulsating in my chest. I averted

a sharp breath through clenched teeth as he ran

my injuries with

the nightstand and picked up an ice cube. He

can do it myself. You don't have to do this... i-it's not hurting..." I lied, feeling my face tense up with a fever that flowed right from his intense

his breaths on my cheeks like the soft breeze caressing the ambers to ignite into flames. His gaze descended to my lips and then rose to meet my eyes. Holding my

heaviness fell over my eyelids. With a quick gulp, Asher pressed

my knees to my hips and spine. My breasts pressed against his chest as he pulled my hips against his. And before I knew I found myself clutching the fabric of his shirt. Our slow kissing transitioned

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the kiss spread

offering a comfort I hadn't known I craved. The pain that

my earlobe, and a husky whisper

when he looked at me, I couldn't even lift my

me, gently applying the soothing touch of ice

for something before the end

only time left

addressing,

"You."

my

Asher, can I ask for

"Hmm."

the High lady once?" I asked.

about anyone else, little toy? Your sense of humor is killing me," Ezra taunted. "And how long have you spent with our mother to care about her when, in the very next second, you might be losing your life?" He leaned forward in the chair. "Oh, sorry. You are the universal goddess of goodness type. Saving a plant before yourself. Hmm. Makes perfect sense. Ha-ha." He chuckled. "Seriously, I

looked at him. "No one likes pain and the first promise death makes is pain. Pain of separation, pain of shattered hopes, pain of never seeing someone again. But what scares

blurred in my bleary eyes, but