Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-45. Wife duties(18+)

[Raven]

Without wasting another second, he ran his hand up her waist, claiming her lips in a fervor that was proof of how badly he had held himself back, giving her the control.

Xanthea's soft gasps turned into moans and heavy pants as he lifted her off her feet and made her sit on the bike sideways. He didn't have to force anything; her body was melting at his mere touch. She parted her legs. Her slim fingers running desperately from under his ear to his nape, into his hair.

With his free hand, he undid his belt and unzipped his pants.

"Ah! Alpha..." Her fingers curled into a fist around his hair as he plunged inside her.

Xanthea's eyes were shut, her face wrinkling in a wince as he began thrusting in and out.

Asher gently stroked the tear off Xanthea's cheek as he asked, "are you okay, Xanthea?"

"Yes..." she replied with a suppressed moan.

I gritted my teeth at the way my cock throbbed at her moans.

I ran my fingers through my hair.

It was frustrating how badly I wanted to make her moan just as languidly when I pounded into her pussy. And it was even more frustrating to know that I wasn't the one bringing out those melodious whimpers from her throat. "Alpha! Please! Uh!" she writhed on the bike.

"Yes? What do you want, wife?" Asher slowed down, teasing her.

She clearly wanted him to take her rougher. But that fucker wanted to make her beg for it.

"Faster!"

"As you wish."

The sound of their bodies colliding and the raw sound of their skins slapping against one another grew louder, matching Xanthea's escalating cries as she struggled to suppress them.

"You know what a dutiful wife does before she comes?" Asher grabbed her jaws and made her look at him, holding her back from coming.

she spoke against his

"I want my name smothered on your lips as I fill your pussy. My name, not my rank, not my royal title.

him as he took her

Asher..." she whimpered. "Asher! Oh

groaned. "Fuck yes, wife! Just like

her trembling legs and wrapped

bit on her upper lip.

Asher gritted his teeth.

at her every thrust. "You have my... permission, Xanthea. Do what you want..." Her nails dug into his skin. All her jitteriness seized at

release and Asher's cum trailed down her slit, coating her folds and glistening in

intense pleasure of her orgasm had sanely combined with the exhilaration of Asher's approval, Xanthea turned her

to Asher behind the bike, her eyes filled with excitement and a hint of victory as she stood face

a

"Of course, wife."

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chest filled up. Tears of happiness lining her eyelids as

licked

back at her, ruffling her hair as he

about to come to me when Asher held her wrist

night's not over yet, wife, and now I am afraid I want you... 'need you' more than you are

in the cage of his

mean, Alpha?" Xanthea

"You'll know and also..."

all her clothes before he bent her over the bike. Her breasts pressed against the bike seat. Xanthea's gaze briefly met mine before

idea." He growled

body moved forward, her breasts bouncing as he fucked her wildly. Her hands grappled around the bike. She held onto everything she could to

throat

glared right into my eyes before he bit her on her neck, exactly

Xanthea yelped

I widened my eyes.

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