Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Missed Your Touch

(Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)

“Hazel...”

There was warning in his voice, but I didn’t care. After everything that had happened—finding out about Leo being my fourth mate, the chaos, the confusion—I needed something real. Something that would ground me.

I tugged Lucas closer until he was forced to sit on the bed beside me. “I’ve missed you,” I whispered, reaching up to trace the strong line of his jaw with my fingertips.

“You need to rest,” he said, his voice strained as he caught my wandering hand. “You’re still healing.”

I shook my head. “What I need is you.”

Lucas’s eyes flashed gold momentarily. “Hazel, be reasonable.”

“I am being reasonable,” I countered, moving closer to him. “I’m tired of being treated like I’m made of glass. I want to feel something other than confusion and fear.”

His jaw tightened as I pressed a soft kiss to his neck. “Your pregnancy—”

“Is fine,” I assured him, my lips curving into a smile against his skin. “I’m pregnant, not sick. Besides, I know that you won’t hurt me.”

When he still hesitated, I pulled back to look him in the eyes.

“Lucas, I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this.” I guided his hand to my breast, letting him feel my rapidly beating heart. “I want to feel you. All of you.”

A groan escaped him as his resolve visibly weakened. “If I hurt you—”

“You won’t,” I whispered, leaning in to brush my lips against his. “You’ll be gentle. You always are when I need you to be.”

Lucas captured my mouth with his, kissing me with a hunger that had been held back for too long. His hands tangled in my hair, tilting my head to deepen the kiss, his

against my mouth, his voice rough with desire.

smiled, triumphant.

and in one swift movement, he stood and crossed the room to lock the door.

stalking back

replied, my laughter fading as I

and smell wasn’t to be underestimated. They would

Lucas said, his voice low and possessive as he rejoined me

body. His touch was careful but heated as he eased me onto

I’m hurting you,” he whispered against my skin as his lips traced a path

cheekily retorted, arching up as his hands slipped under my shirt, his warm palms skimming over my ribs to cup

at

pregnancy, and I gasped as his thumbs brushed over the hardened peaks through the thin fabric of my bra. Taking his time, Lucas pushed my shirt up and over my

so beautiful,” he murmured, lowering his head to press a reverent kiss

his voice made my heart swell. I ran my fingers through his dark hair, guiding his mouth to my breast as

me. His tongue swirled around

breathed, my body already thrumming

to the waistband of my pants.

but Lucas’s warm hands were already moving back up my thighs, spreading them gently to accommodate him

his voice

inner thigh, working his way higher with agonizing slowness.

tasting me with appreciative sounds that vibrated against my flesh. One finger slipped inside me, then another, curling expertly to

hips moving against his mouth as the familiar tension built inside me. “Oh

tongue worked magic against my clit. It didn’t take long before I was shattering, my first orgasm washing over me in waves as I cried out his

done. As I lay panting, trying to catch my breath, he moved up my body, his lips capturing mine in a kiss that let me taste