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 He had withdrawn himself in the back of my mind, so much so I could barely feel his presence.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

Faster!"

her skin as he braced her hips before

merciless jerk, her breasts

hips in circles that

burned as if her pussy was

desperately, her hair sensually scattered around her, sliding off her back, falling onto her chest as she impatiently flipped them, scooping them off

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

especially around her eyes and lips, as a slick

he fucked her harder through her orgasm. Slumping on him, Xanthea arched herself against him.

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

looked into

the solo sex rule?" Raven asked, folding

Ezra, who was now embracing Xanthea like he never planned to

will

and 'presence' of the

a dry chuckle, running his tongue across his inner cheek. It wasn't difficult to

face, hostility dripping from his words. "I am in favor of removing the solo sex rule. We can, individually,

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

tinged with mockery, "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 not,

chair. Walking towards Raven, I stood face to

stared at

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 he had

competition with me. And that's what I was

to win Xanthea from me, and I let him believe he could. Hope and confidence were two of the most important

only one who wasn't under my control and I

letting him relish on his victory, I lowered my gaze, sliding my hands

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"Are you

was washed

sidestepped and walked past him,

his eyes follow me, but my eyes were once again

control was... Ezra and I think I

visible the ring on Xanthea's finger

just said, he was re-evaluating, re-contemplating his

daze as she crashed against me. The daze cleared away from her eyes as soon as

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

Maybe not as intensely as I was, but she could feel it from the moment our eyes met at the

her wrist, I pinned her ringed hand on her back as I yanked her

zap across her skin as she shut her eyes,

and Raven exchanged

rules, they always

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 in her free

voice came out hoarse. "I

dark scowl twisting his sharp

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

suggesting to drop the solo sex rules. And if he wasn't, I would give

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

the ring from