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.

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

would miraculously calm him, but he grabbed my wrists with one hand and pinned them

a feeling he didn't plan to stop

and in the fatality of his touch, I could feel his lust darken his aura, getting

"Please!

ears, tantalizing heat coiling tight in my belly. Every stroke of

skin, waiting to explode and take me

gasps merged with his groans

knees while my upper body slumped on the

against the floor. Fingers clenched into fists. Toes curled as he spread my legs wider, ramming himself deeper inside me. Every time our skin slapped together, a wave of electric current flooded through my body. "Asher! I am coming. God! Damn it! Ah!"

me against his body. My back arched away from his chest, my head leaning against

tensed my shoulders, drawing them closer to my neck. There was no running away from

gruffly in his deep voice. "Come for me, Xanthea... mark your man

hands ran

eyes fluttered shut, his soul blending and uniting

hard nipples, a current zapped through my body, collecting in my core and making my pussy throb as my insides clenched around his

my mouth agape with a stalled breath as he slowly

chest to my belly and then to my throbbing clitoris. He pressed it, rubbed it, teased and flicked it, pulling an obscene, throaty,

impatient, convulsing

kept assaulting my

his touch turning more

the skin on

hips jerked against his, and I clawed at his

and the pain from his bite added to

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

never deep

now. You need to wait," he grumbled to himself,

talking to his

quickened as his grip tightened around

thrusting at every word, his voice hoarse and commanding. "And then you'll be mine. Only mine. So don't

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

trailing down my cheeks as my breathy moans turned into cries and then into silent screams as he exploded inside me and I limply fell apart in his

throat, and I

the darkness flicker into the stars, making it seem

he asked, and I felt something mystifying tighten in

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