Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-66. Her heat(18+)

[Ezra]

I never thought I would ever say this, much less accept it to myself, but Xanthea was anything but weak.

I was foolish to think she was a weak soul, that she needed me for her vengeance. All Xanthea needed was the space to be herself and a security that it was ok to be herself. She needed an introduction to who she truly was, and I was glad I could provide it to her.

I wanted to see her torture and kill that pathetic family of hers, use me to massacre them and hang their bodies for display before the world. But that was something 'I' wanted, not her. But the path she chose had put me in a state of deep, thoughtful perplexity.

She knew exactly what she wanted, as though she had been dying to do everything she did today for years, but she never had a chance.

I certainly didn't agree with her ways, but they were her ways to win 'her' battle. So, I respected them because, unlike me, she deserved to heal.

I was proud that she carved her own path. A path that was true to herself - her soul.

Something I couldn't have done.

Like she said, what she did wasn't some mercy or forgiveness. It was something existing between black and white, between good and evil. It was a completely selfish act of selflessness. She chose her healing over hurting who hurt her.

And when she helped her sister regain consciousness, I went kind of... numb.

I could have never even thought of doing something like that. It was way beyond the capacity and nature of my soul to muster that kind of revenge.

Even with all my powers and physical strength, I was absolutely humbled before her. She was much stronger and gentler to herself than I ever was, much powerful than I will ever be for myself. Like she said, she hadn't forgiven those jerks, but she had found the courage to forgive herself. And that did something to me.

She changed something in me - in ways I could not decipher.

I know I took her to her family to free her from the shackles of her past, but it felt as though a few shackles of my past had shattered as well just by seeing her set herself free.

It had been years since I experienced such a lightness in my body, as if someone had lifted some weights off my chest.

As though I was in fresh air for the first time.

Hypnotized, I gazed at Xanthea. She was sleeping soundly, enveloped in the dreamy aura. My heart did something roughly wild.

Taking off my tie, I unbuttoned my shirt.

Thank you, Xanthea.

Thank you for making me feel a little alive after so long.

Thank you for showing me how peaceful killing with kindness can actually be.

Thank you for being so contagiously strong.

I hope I can return to you the same peace you have given to my soul.

Sliding Xanthea's panties off her slim legs, I kissed her ankle.

Sex was the only coherent way I knew to express my incoherent emotions.

your dreams understand what you mean to my nightmares tonight,

her brows in

up, little omega," Raven whispered against her ear. "Be

he took off her earrings and tossed them aside on the nightstand. Before Raven could kiss her

brow, Raven looked at me, then leaned against

wanted her to sleep, right?" Raven

against my chest, running

are sober enough; you realize I

her lips slowly, savoring the texture and taste of her

a sense of relief when she didn't kiss me

better this way when she was asleep, when I knew she wouldn't remember the night. But I would remember the night just as much as I would remember the day. Today was going to stay

longer want to deny it. Accepting you would be the best thing I

when your mind doesn't remember, I hope

let's pretend it's just us here. Let's pretend Raven and Asher

be difficult to

in your drunken dreams and I'll be drowning

know I am being selfish and even when you don't remember how we fucked tonight; I hope you

my tongue inside her mouth, I deepened the kiss. Fisting her hair, I kissed her harder with the carnal hunger of a man who has never been kissed before. Breathing in her breaths and her scent, I was tempted to never part from her body, for parting felt like

I bore that punishment now, and then, to

like reading a journal. Through her lips, I could read her secrets, her feelings without the fear of being read by her at the same time.

over her, I kissed

on her skin, I ventured through her curves, breasts, down to

the full experience. You won't find the next chapter anywhere

pussy, I unfurled

cock throbbed at the exquisite sight of

baby." I mumbled, before

her inner

wet almost instantly. Licking her wetness, I slowly devoured her pussy with all the patience I could muster at that moment. Xanthea let out a small moan, knitting her brows as I rolled my tongue around her swollen clitoris and sucked

I pressed it hard with my

her with my tongue until she came all over my face. Smiling, I ran my hand across my face, smothered in

at her rosy tinted skin and her dripping pussy, I took off my

web around me. If it was a trap, I was walking right into

against her slit, teasing her clit with

much of this will you remember,

smoothly, I plunged inside her in

lips parted and her brows knit. Her subtle gasp and annoyed sleepy groans had heat rushing through my body like fire. I began pounding inside

if you feel me as madly as I feel you right now, darling," I whispered against her

was deliciously tight, wet and warm. She was absolutely perfect. Her insides clenched around me, as though asking me to

second of the day when I wanted to

jerked as she let

so you feel it baby,

inside her harder. I loved the creases adorn her face as her body bobbed harder from the impact of my

her eyes in confusion, and then shut them with a whimper that made

I squeezed her breasts, feeling myself

my cock, and I slammed