Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-110. Buried(TW)

[Xanthea]

Before I could comprehend Asher's words, his energy fluctuated violently.

My stomach lurched, a sharp pain shooting through my head from the abrupt realm jump. Disoriented, I blinked away the mist clouding my vision.

A restless unease buried in my chest, my emotions rotting, leaving me with nothing but a foul, suffocating sense of burning foreboding in my stomach as I took in my surroundings.

The chilly winds howled, cutting through my shaking breaths as I peered at 'Forget me not' engraved on my mother's gravestone.

The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and jasmine flanking the gravestone. Midnight draped the mortal realm in darkness while the murky clouds shrouded the moon, scattering its fragmented light across the graveyard.

My nails dug into Asher's shoulder as his palms trailed up my back. A touch that could melt me within seconds suddenly felt taboo. I was still straddling him as he knelt beside my mother's grave.

My instincts warned me not to turn toward him - not to meet his eyes. Because if I did, something terrible, something irreversible, might happen at that moment.

My body stiffened as he slid the sleeves of my gown down my shoulders.

A frantic urgency surged through my body. Ignoring the sharp throb in my ring finger, I tried to push him away, to get off him, to distance myself from him. But he was faster. His hands swiftly grabbed my wrists, twisting them behind. With one arm, he pinned them on my back, holding me in place.

"Ah!" I gritted my teeth, panting. His other arm grabbed my waist tighter, locking our bodies together as he pulled me closer.

The struggle made my nightgown slip halfway down my breasts.

"Don't... uh!"

My brows tensed and I shut my eyes, wincing at the feeling of his cock grinding against my pussy through the fabric of his pants.

"What's wrong, wife? You were so desperate for me to fuck you just moments ago." His voice dripped with grim amusement as he kissed my cleavage.

"Not here. Not like this." I grunted, struggling to free my hands from his grip, knowing how futile my efforts were and that all my resistance was just turning him on even more because I could feel him grow harder.

His teeth and tongue teased my nipples through the sheer fabric of my gown, each flick sending jolts of tantalizing sensation pulsing through my core. I squirmed against him, my breaths turning shallow and erratic as his lips grazed along my skin, burning kisses along my collarbone.

"Why?" He asked. "We are still the same. Nothing's changed."

"Everything's changed! We're in a graveyard!"

at him, gritting my teeth

"So what?" he said.

out, shutting my eyes. The heat building between my legs, clouding

breathy moans met his heavy breaths with an uncontrollable

was impossible to cope with the friction of his subtle thrusts, charging

I gasped, biting down

arousal, my beautiful liar," he whispered against my ear, his

could feel the orgasm tighten in my belly. My mind turned delirious as

about what you want-" his thrusts turned rougher "-it's about what

I need this?" Short, breaking pants trembled

heavier, his brows

mind, my finger clutched the front of his shirt. Moans forced their way out of my throat, dissolving into breathless gasps

rested against his shoulder as I buried my face in his chest, muffling my desperate whimpers, my body trembling feverishly as I fought to

but what followed was an unrelenting wave of guilt,

hands remained tightly wrapped around my waist, refusing to

hands slid down from his shoulders to his chest

the most consuming experience

came out as

gaze to where our crotches still pressed

pants and expect me to let you go," he said, cocking his brow. "That's not how it

my fault." My words were out of my lips before I knew

eyes lit up, a soft laugh playing across his

finally realize you were trapped

"What?" I scowled.

He smiled.

are so much more unfiltered and... yourself. The only time I get to see my real Xanthea. Why don't you just stay mad at

jaws, "your wish might actually come true if

chuckles just added more fuel to the fire

crazy! Why are you doing this? What do you even want to gain from all this?" I grunted,

and then pretended

mother who

seizing my breaths as they settled in my chest like a serpent coiling

uncertain. "If revenge was truly what you wanted, you wouldn't have planted all these flowers around her

planted these flowers for your