Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Beg for it

*~ Caspian’s POV~*

"Beg for it, my dear," I whispered, my lips brushing her ear, my breath ghosting across her skin.

She shivered...Good. She was close. So damn close.

Her body told me everything her mouth refused to say...how badly she wanted this. Her pupils dilated, her breathing uneven. I could see it in her eyes... the desperation, the vulnerability. The part of her that was still alive underneath all that numbness.

I was this close to breaking through.

But just when I expected her to snap to crumble and fall into me..she smirked.

"Guess I’m not the only one who’s desperate," she purred.

My gaze followed hers, dropping to the massive bulge straining against my pants. The outline was blatant. Thick. Veined. The shape, the tip everything visible even through layers of fabric.

And then... she laughed.

"Looks like it’s your turn to beg, Caspian."

She stepped back, cocking her head, lips curling into a sinful smile. "We’re both starving. Why pretend? Let’s stop playing savior and sinner. Let’s just—" her voice dropped lower, hungrier, "blend the desperation away."

And with that, she slowly slid her panties down.

My breath caught as they peeled off her thighs, soaked and glistening with her arousal. She stood fully bare now completely naked. Glorious. Shameless.

Then she turned, flashing me a devilish look over her shoulder.

"Your turn, Caspian. Take it all off... and I’ll turn it on."

I swallowed hard. My heart pounded like thunder in my chest—but I mirrored her energy. Cool. Controlled.

"Sounds like a deal." I shrugged.

First came the shirt. Then the pants. And finally—my boxers.

My cock bounced free, already painfully hard, veins thick and pulsing, head flushed and dripping. Her eyes widened for a split second before she masked it with a slow, predatory grin.

"Good boy..." she purred.

She began strutting toward me, hips swaying, breasts rising and falling with every breath. But just before her fingers could wrap around me, I caught her wrist. Tight. Firm.

My wolf howled inside me, furious, clawing to be let loose. But I held.

"The deal," I growled. "Turn it on. Or we stop here."

She chuckled darkly, not phased at all.

"Tsk. Still trying to play hero?" she murmured, then leaned in, lips brushing mine. "Why don’t you listen to your body first?"

And then she shoved me.

Hard.

I hit the bed with a grunt, but before I could recover, she was crawling over me, slow and sinuous. Like a predator stalking prey she knew she already owned.

Her fingers wrapped around my cock, and she let out a low, sultry purr.

"Gods..." she whispered. "You’re so big. So hard. So dirty."

Her hand stroked slowly...deliberately...as her gaze met mine, daring, unbroken. I could feel it..the war between lust and logic, the pressure mounting like a storm in my veins.

And then...just like that...she swallowed me.

Her lips wrapped around my length, taking all of me, the tip to the base, as her throat stretched to contain my size.

My body shuddered, the sudden wave of pleasure crashing so violently that it wiped out every lingering doubt, every shard of guilt I was holding in my chest.

Her mouth was warm. Wet. Heaven.

Her tongue curled around my tip like she knew exactly how to break me. My back arched instinctively as she sucked, slow at first, savoring me, then deep enough that her throat pressed against the head.

Fuck...And she didn’t stop there.

Her left hand stroked what her mouth couldn’t reach, syncing her rhythm perfectly. Meanwhile, her right hand cradled and rolled my balls, gently tugging, massaging, making my legs tremble.

The circulation of pleasure surged upward hot and dizzying...making my vision blur. My mouth parted but no sound came, just a gasp that felt ripped from my soul.

Her tongue swirled around my tip again then flicked it. Just once.

Lightning.

It felt like she struck my entire spine.

She was good. Too good. Too fast. How the hell did she get this good?

"Then cum on my breasts."

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