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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 He had withdrawn himself in the back of my mind, so much so I could barely feel his presence.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!"

dug into her skin as he braced her hips before he began ramming her

merciless jerk, her breasts bouncing as her mouth hung

gaze, she moved her hips in circles that made her curves

her

her back, falling onto her chest as she impatiently flipped them, scooping

as her pussy dropped back on Ezra, taking him

smeared sultrily, especially around her eyes and lips, as a slick film of sweat spread

through her orgasm. Slumping on him, Xanthea arched herself against him. "Fucking hell..." Xanthea's heart pounded violently, drowning out Ezra's

could properly take in Xanthea's thawing expressions, Raven stood before me, obscuring

into

dropping the solo sex rule?" Raven asked, folding his arms across

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

We can open the upcoming week for sex, but... solo sex rule will not be dropped," I said with finality in

one is allowed to have sex with the bride without the knowledge and 'presence' of the other two,"

let out a dry chuckle, running his tongue across his inner cheek. It wasn't difficult to tell something brooded behind his eyes as

said with a triumphant look on his face, hostility dripping from his words. "I am in favor of removing the solo sex rule. We can, individually, have

of this. I am with Raven," Ezra said with a tight gulp, stroking Xanthea's

though he had just won some kind of contest. "You want it

the chair. Walking towards Raven, I stood

stared at

was always dissatisfied by what he had, pissed when he couldn't have

And that's what I was using. I was fuelling his ego for the

could. Hope and confidence were two of the

believe that he was the only one who wasn't

his victory, I lowered my gaze,

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was washed

I sidestepped and walked past him, deliberately bumping my shoulder

follow me, but my eyes were once again captivated by

was... Ezra and I think I could do a little something

visible the ring on Xanthea's finger became. The diamonds on

drew in his brows, dwelling deeper into his thoughts. He was easily readable as ever. After what I just said, he was re-evaluating, re-contemplating his decision on the solo

The daze cleared away from her

tenderly pressed against my chest as she tensed her body in my grip. Her brows knit as she peered at me, widening her eyes. Her

was, but she could feel it from the moment our eyes

ringed hand on her back

goosebumps zap across her skin as she

Raven

they dropped the rule, not even realizing that with or without the rules, they

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 my shirt

came out

brows furrowed, a dark

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 about her whereabout, and no obligation for the one with her to tell

looked as though he was already regretting suggesting to drop the solo sex rules. And if he wasn't, I would give him

of spying-proof places that

slipping off the ring from her finger with a planned