Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-67. Restricted access(18+)

[Asher]

The ring on Xanthea's finger was fascinating.

Very... fascinating.

"Ezra... ah! Ah! Oh god..."

Xanthea's breathing turned harsher as she clenched the bedsheet, stifling her moans into a silent cry.

Ezra's hips collided with her in a rough thrust, yanking a cry right out of her throat. Panting, she reached out to caress his face with the same ring-adorned hand. With a smirk, Ezra entangled his fingers with hers, kissing the ring as he smiled at her.

Her brows knit as she looked back at him. Both of them were so absorbed in one another, I bet they didn't even notice Raven's growing frustration as he frowned at them.

Ezra drank in every inch of her body with an insatiable hunger in his eyes. The more his eyes stayed on her, the more beastly they turned.

Now that Xanthea had gone into a full-bloomed heat and her desires had intoxicated her scent, no wonder Ezra fucked her with every intention of filling her with his pups. Primal response to a woman's heat. It was a naturally perfect response, yet everything about this moment seemed utterly imperfect.

As her mate, Icifer perceived her heat more vigorously than the others. That was why he was overly sensitive when she was entering the heat phase. He sensed her desires even before her body did.

Tonight, I figured out that even my wolf had a limit of endurance. He had withdrawn himself in the back of my mind, so much so I could barely feel his presence.

All his roaring restlessness, rage and possessiveness had subsided to a silent numbness. So now when I looked at Xanthea's body entangled with a man who wasn't me, nothing clouded my vision and my perspective.

And now that I could see them with my eyes, I noticed the subtle, unexpected exchange between Ezra and Xanthea. A kind of exchange I hadn't quite anticipated.

Staying inside her, Ezra grabbed her ass, picked her up, hugged her, and made her wrap her legs around his waist. He sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard while Xanthea straddled him.

From the hazy delirium in her eyes, it was clear she wasn't completely sober, but she was awake.

"Ride me, baby," Ezra whispered in her ear. "Show me how well you move those hips of yours."

Xanthea blinked, probably trying to comprehend the position she was in through her haze. There was a point where it felt as though she gave up trying to understand the situation and decided to just go with the flow. And she seemed to be enjoying the flow more than I allowed her to.

Holding his shoulders, Xanthea looked at Ezra, her body moving with incomplete gasps at Ezra's soft thrusts. She licked her lower lip before biting them as she began moving. Ezra cupped her breast in one hand, taking it in his mouth while his other hand wrapped around her hips, supporting her to slide up and down on his cock.

Ezra ran his tongue across her breastbone, rolling her hard nipple between his fingers.

"Umm... ung! Uh!" Biting her lips, Xanthea moved faster.

A growl resonated in Ezra's chest as he leaned back, shutting his eyes.

"You're so fucking perfect, angel..." he groaned through his clenched teeth, running his hand down her ass and squeezing them with a hiss.

Xanthea sunk into Ezra's neck, kissing his neck. Her fragile, ringed hand ran up his abs to his chest.

She slowly wrapped her arms around Ezra's neck and kissed him.

Her muffled gasps mixed with Ezra's rough breaths escaped their entangled lips. Parting from the kiss, she looked down at Ezra's abs and shut her eyes, gulping hard.

Ezra's thrusts crashed against her gentle pace, driving him deeper inside her.

Ezra! Faster!"

her hips before he began ramming

hips shuddered with a merciless jerk, her breasts bouncing

she moved her hips in circles

burned as if her

her hair sensually scattered around her, sliding off her back, falling onto her chest as she impatiently

she sobbed, throwing back head as her pussy dropped back on Ezra,

sultrily, especially around her eyes and lips,

her hips firmly against his as he fucked her harder through her orgasm. Slumping on him, Xanthea arched herself against

in Xanthea's thawing expressions, Raven stood before me, obscuring them away from

into

rule?" Raven asked, folding his arms across his

blinked once and then shifted my gaze to Ezra, who was now embracing Xanthea like he never

sex, but... solo sex rule will not be dropped," I said with finality in my words. "Wha-why?"

allowed to have sex with the bride without the knowledge and 'presence' of the other two," I said, peering at Xanthea. "Those were

difficult to tell something brooded behind his

removing the solo sex rule. We can, individually, have sex with our bride whenever we want and we wouldn't need the permission or 'presence' of the other two.

vote in favor of this. I am with Raven," Ezra said with a tight gulp, stroking

"looks like you can't control everything after all." He smiled as though he had just won some kind of contest. "You want it or

towards Raven, I

stared at me,

of us, Raven always had the most freedom, the easier life. Even so, he was always dissatisfied by what he had, pissed when he couldn't have something and content once

me. And that's what I was using.

him believe he could. Hope and confidence were two of the most important things for a

that he was the only one who wasn't under

on his victory, I lowered my

for the full experience.

gaze. "Are you

was washed

sidestepped and walked past him, deliberately bumping my shoulder against

his eyes follow me, but my eyes were

of my control was... Ezra and I think I could do a little something about

blindingly visible the ring on Xanthea's finger became.

He was easily readable as ever. After what I just said, he was re-evaluating, re-contemplating his decision on

me. The daze cleared away from her

Her brows knit as she peered at

as intensely as I was, but she could feel it from the moment our eyes met at the

ringed hand on her back as I yanked

skin as she shut

Raven

they could have free access to Xanthea if they dropped the rule, not even realizing that with or without the rules, they always had restricted access

"To not be aware of where she is and with whom?" I asked, running my hand down her spine. Her back arched away from my hand. "Asher..." she whimpered, burying her face in my chest as she clenched

came out

furrowed, a dark scowl

rules. No time limit. They can keep her away from the rest for however long they want, of course, outside her college schedule," I said, kissing Xanthea's neck. "And there's no way to know

solo sex rules. And if he

of spying-proof places that others can't access." I put

fingers that ran through Xanthea's, slowly slipping off the ring from her finger with a planned motion to