Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-71. Not today(18+)

[Xanthea] "Ah!"

Our bodies collided with feverish intensity, creating an intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure as he slammed inside me.

Moans shivered out of my mouth as he fucked me harder from behind. His thrusts were more unyielding than when he had started.

My body moved just an inch away from him when his fingers dug into my hips and he yanked me roughly against himself, closing all gaps between us as he plunged harder and deeper inside me. "Uh!" I widened my eyes, choking on the sharp gasp that was knocked out of my lungs from the impact of his relentless thrusts.

My hands trembled. My knees wobbled, losing their strength bit by bit.

"Asher..." Moans trembled out of my lips and I couldn't tell if it was the pleasure that had consumed me or the pain, but it was dangerous. Primal. Mad. Raw lust. It was anything but normal.

"Fuck! This is not enough! More! I need more of you!" I heard him grit his teeth, his heavy breaths turning more desperate and impatient.

Those were the first words he said after I told him I wanted to stay in this darkness with him.

I don't know what, but I had triggered something inexplicably dangerous within him because right after that he entered me with a swift, powerful thrust, claiming me completely and ever since he had been inside me.

We had sex everywhere and in every way possible - against the wall, on the floor, standing, sitting, lying down. Our bodies were entangled in a mix of all feelings there could be from fear to fetish, from submission to dominance. Together, we traversed from exhaustion to exhilaration, and the sex transformed from feeling messy and dirty to mesmerizing and divine.

We went from being in control to losing it all in the very next second. It was sinful and spiritual, or maybe something in the middle. It was everything it could be and everything it shouldn't be.

Every second was pure madness and a frenzy of ecstasy.

I lost count of how many times we did it, how many times I orgasmed, and how many times he came inside me.

Our bodies were slick with sweat and cum. Even so, we were so high on one another, we couldn't stop consuming, craving each other even more.

I was addicted; not just to the pleasure, but to the pain as well. I wanted him so madly that even the pain he gave felt less painful because 'he' gave it to you.

I knew I was losing my mind. Or maybe I had lost it already. I didn't care anymore.

His hand ran up my spine, sliding up my nape as he fisted my hair, pulling my head back.

"Asher... wait!" I begged, and he tried to stop, but he couldn't.

He had no control over himself anymore. The way Asher was right now, he seemed scarier than Raven and for some reason, that aroused me even more.

to see this side of him, since I had never seen Asher

him, but he grabbed

a feeling he didn't plan

charging between us and in the fatality of his touch, I could feel his lust darken his aura, getting denser

his as I took him deeper. "Please! Ah! Harder! Don't stop," I pleaded, my

my belly. Every stroke of his tormenting touch over my

my skin, waiting to explode and

with his groans and my cries

my hands. I remained on my knees while my upper body slumped on the floor. Asher had my hips firmly

my legs wider, ramming himself deeper inside me. Every time our skin slapped together,

wrapped around my throat, and he pulled me against his body. My back arched away from his chest, my head leaning against his collarbone. He

closer to my neck. There was no running away from the maddening sensations he evoked in

whispered gruffly in his deep voice. "Come

biting my lower lip as his hands ran down my chest and

fluttered shut, his soul blending and uniting

through my body, collecting in

mouth agape with a stalled breath as he slowly caressed my nipples, teasing them between his

it, rubbed it, teased and flicked it,

squirmed, my body turning feverishly impatient, convulsing with the force

his arms as his free hand kept assaulting my clitoris, his cock pounding inside me

his touch turning more possessive, impatient, and

grazed against the skin

hips jerked against his, and I

bite added to the heat and intensity of everything

within me whenever Asher's lips and fangs lingered near my neck - a feeling that

teeth never sank deep into my skin; never deep

wait," he grumbled to himself, as

he talking to his

quickened as his grip tightened around my

claim you. Every inch of your body, my beautiful Xanthea," he declared, thrusting at every word, his voice hoarse and

mind was too delirious to comprehend the meaning behind his words, but I could feel their gravity deep in my bones. I

breathy moans turned into cries and then into silent screams as he exploded inside me and I limply

of my throat, and I gasped, filling

it seem as though we were having sex in the starry

you understand?" he asked, and I felt something mystifying tighten

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