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.

groaned out, shutting my eyes.

lips parted against his. My silent breathy moans met his

constantly grinding against mine, it was impossible to cope with the friction of his subtle thrusts, charging my clitoris with desires, probably more forbidden than

this," I gasped, biting

seducing me with your arousal, my beautiful liar," he whispered against my ear, his breath hot as he inhaled deeply,

tighten in my belly. My mind turned delirious as

what you want-" his thrusts turned rougher "-it's about what you need, and I'll give you everything you need." He groaned, bracing

Ungh... what... makes you think... I need this?" Short, breaking pants trembled out of my lips as

his brows tensing.

him could even cross my mind, my finger clutched the front of his shirt. Moans forced

my desperate whimpers, my body trembling feverishly as I fought to keep myself

together from the high, but what followed was an unrelenting

hands remained tightly wrapped around my waist, refusing to

breaths, I slowly pulled away from him, my chest quivering. My hands slid down from his shoulders to his chest as I

most consuming experience and probably the most terrifying as well, because if I drowned in them any deeper, I knew there would be

my words came

to where our crotches still pressed together

you go," he said, cocking his brow. "That's not how

submitting to your will. None of this was my

eyes lit up, a soft laugh playing

that you finally realize you were trapped

"What?" I scowled.

He smiled.

you so much better when you are mad. You are so much more unfiltered and... yourself. The only time I get to see my

"your wish might actually come true if you

added more fuel to the fire I felt burning in my

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

took a deep breath and then pretended

mother who destroyed my family - sounds dramatic, right? Almost perfect for a revenge plot.

settled in my chest like a serpent coiling around my heart, its embrace - deadly,

the first time you followed me here," I said, my voice tight but uncertain. "If revenge was truly what you wanted, you wouldn't have planted all these flowers around her grave. Don't tell me it's revenge when

planted these