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.”

with a hunger that had been held back for too long. His hands tangled in my hair, tilting my head to deepen the

murmured against my mouth, his voice rough

smiled, triumphant. “Then show

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

he asked, stalking back toward me like a

Liam and Levi’s faces when they find the door locked,” I replied, my laughter fading as I watched him pull his shirt over his head, revealing the chiseled planes of his

to be underestimated. They would surely know what’s going on even before they reached

get over it,” Lucas said, his voice low and possessive as he rejoined me on the bed. “Right now, you’re

again, more demanding this time, as his hands began to explore my body. His touch was careful but heated as he eased me onto my back, his weight pressing me gently

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

grinned at

through the thin fabric of my bra. Taking his time, Lucas pushed my shirt up and

press a reverent kiss

in his voice made my heart swell. I ran my fingers through his dark

nipple, I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me. His tongue swirled around the

body already thrumming

same thorough attention while his hand slid down my stomach to the waistband of my pants. With a swift

shiver, but Lucas’s warm hands were

want to taste you first,” he said, his voice thick with desire

kiss to my inner thigh, working his way higher with agonizing

to touch me, his tongue circling my most sensitive spot before dipping lower, tasting me with appreciative sounds that vibrated against my flesh. One finger slipped inside me, then another, curling expertly to find that spot that made

hips moving against his mouth as the familiar

take long before

to catch my breath, he moved up my body, his lips capturing