Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 66

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.

dreams understand what you mean to my

squirmed beautifully, knitting her brows in a feverish

her ear. "Be a good girl

her collarbone to her chest. His eyes lingered on her lips before he took off her earrings and

then

don't wake her up. You wanted her to

Xanthea against my chest, running my thumb across her lower

tonight. I hope when you are sober enough; you realize

lips slowly, savoring the texture

relief when she

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 with

growing on me, Xanthea and I do not know how to stop it. But I no longer want to deny it. Accepting you would be the best thing I can

remember, I

be alone with you right now. But let's

shouldn't be difficult to pretend,

your drunken dreams and I'll

we fucked tonight; I

kissed her harder with the carnal hunger of a man who has never

punishment now, and then, to ensure she

her felt 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. Hugging her limp body, I made her

her, I kissed her eyelids,

her curves, breasts, down

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pussy, I unfurled her folds with my

cock throbbed at the exquisite sight of her flushed

mumbled, before running

fondled her

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

her clit gently between my teeth, flicking it as I pressed it hard with my tongue

my face. Smiling, I

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

If it was a trap, I was

my cock against her slit, teasing her clit

of this will you remember, angel," I said, entering her

pussy took in my cock smoothly, I plunged

lips parted and her brows knit. Her subtle gasp and annoyed sleepy groans

wonder if you feel me as madly as I feel

tight, wet and warm. She was absolutely perfect. Her insides clenched around me, as though asking me to stay inside her for a long

second of the day when I wanted to fuck

jerked as she let out a

you feel it baby, just

I intertwined my fingers with hers, ramming inside her harder. I loved the creases adorn

in confusion, and then shut them with a whimper that made me grow harder

her breasts, feeling

and I slammed my hand over

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