Mated To My Sister's Alpha Fiance (Daisy and Xavier) novel Chapter 135

Skylar

My gaze follows the patterns on the ceiling, and my body buzzes with anticipation as I hear Lucas turn on the shower. Sleep should be my main priority tonight to ensure I am well-rested for tomorrow’s ceremony.

But I can’t stop thinking about sex.

I caught a glimpse of Lucas’ sculpted body and chiseled abs before he disappeared inside the bathroom. I also noticed his demon tail was out to play, and now I can’t stop wondering how it would feel like to be double-penetrated by both his cock and tail.

Oh, how the idea sends a shiver down my spine…

I can’t stop myself from slipping my hand inside my panties and pressing a finger inside my wetness. I never thought I would become a sexual creature after having sex with Lucas. I’m a rape victim and should probably shy away from the idea of intimacy, but Lucas has been patient, so very patient. He’s shown me that love and lust don’t have to be cruel or forceful. It can be beautiful and tender.

I don’t want sweet and tender tonight, though. I wish for Lucas to let his Alpha through because the thought of being dominated by my quadbrid mate is just so damn sexy.

I inhale sharply, my fingers moving faster now. Images of Lucas emerging from the shower with water droplets shimmering on his muscular form fill my mind. My chest heaves as I imagine his tail entwining with my leg, its sinewy strength teasing my senses.

It would probably feel great inside my ass. I mean, I’ve heard rumors that Xavier’s tail can take different shapes so I bet Lucas could mold his tail into a shape that suits my needs. The thought alone is enough to push me closer to the edge.

Suddenly, I hear the shower shut off and I pull my hand away quickly, my heart pounding.

“Sky?” Lucas calls from the bathroom.

“Yes?” I reply, trying to sound as normal as possible.

“Are you okay?” He asks as he steps out of the bathroom, a white towel wrapped around his waist. His black hair is damp, and he is sporting an erection that the thin fabric of the towel cannot hide.

“I’m…” I find myself at a loss for words. Lucas is too sexy for his own good and tilts his head with a searching expression.

“Are you…” A smirk spreads over his lips. “Are you touching yourself in here?”

“N-no…” I’m set on denying it. “Wh-why would you think that?”

“No reason, just that the whole room smells like arousal—your arousal. Are you sure you don’t need your mate to take care of you?”

I feel a flush creep up my cheeks. The way he’s looking at me, his gaze hot and heavy, makes my heart pound so hard I’m sure he can hear it.

“You know you don’t have to do that alone, right?” he murmurs, stepping closer. There’s a glint in his eyes, a promise of pleasures untold.

The heat between us is nearly palpable as he lowers himself onto the bed next to me. His hand finds mine under the blankets, fingers intertwining with ease.

“I thought you were worried about the ceremony tomorrow,” I say, trying to lighten the mood but failing miserably as my voice comes out breathy and wanting.

He chuckles, a deep rumbling sound resonating from his chest. “I think we can spare a few hours for...other activities. We will still get plenty of sleep.”

A gasp escapes my lips when his hand ventures under the sheets, finding its way to my bare thigh. His touch ignites a trail of fire on my skin; his closeness sends waves of desire crashing through me.

“But...” My protest falls flat as his fingers trace tantalizing circles on my inner thigh. God help me if this man wasn’t driving me crazy with desire.

But Lucas just shakes his head gently, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead that somehow manages to be both tender and filled with raw hunger.

“Trust me,” he whispers against my skin, sending fresh shivers down my spine. His hand finally slips between my legs, eliciting a sharp gasp from me. “Let me take care of you. It will make you feel better.”

“Lucas…” His name tumbles from my lips without thought. A plea or an invocation, I have no idea.

Lucas’ eyes, red and blue, meet mine, holding a promise of ecstasy I can no longer deny.

“Yes?” His voice is a low rumble, teasing and enticing.

“I…”

“You?” he teases, knowing damn well I’m too hot and bothered to speak in perfect sentences.

But I can damn well try. “I need you to fill me.”

His hand moves to my entrance. “Here?”

My face flames. “In both holes.”

A wicked grin spreads across his face, highlighting his sharp, predatory features. “As you wish,” he mutters his voice a low growl that sends goosebumps prickling over my skin.

He slowly slides down my body, the heat of him a tantalizing contrast to the cool sheets below me. His lips press kisses to my stomach, trailing a path of desire lower and lower until he reaches my heated center.

He bites down on my shoulder, muffling a groan as he comes undone inside of me. His tail tenses inside my other hole, sending me spiraling into another orgasm.

“Lucas!” My body shudders beneath him, waves of pleasure overwhelming me. His name echoes around the room as we ride out our climaxes together.

Once it’s over, he pulls out slowly, making sure to keep his tail inside of me until my body stops convulsing. He then collapses beside me on the bed, pulling me close to his chest.

“Are you okay?” He asks after a few moments of silence.

I nod against his chest, completely spent and more satisfied than I’ve ever been. “More than okay,” I murmur against his skin.

I can feel him smiling against my hair. “Good,” he says simply before pressing a sweet kiss to the crown of my head. “I like filling you so completely. It truly feels like I’m in control.”

His words send a shiver down my spine, but not out of fear. It’s a thrill that electrifies every nerve in my body, making me feel more alive than ever before. And the sincerity in his voice makes it all the more potent.

“You know,” I say, tracing random patterns on his sweat-slicked chest. “I could get used to your tail. It felt nice, and it would be even nicer if you were rougher.”

He chuckles, a low and deep sound that resonates through his chest. “And here I was worried you might think it’s too much.”

I lift myself onto my elbows, looking him straight in the eyes. “Lucas,” I say firmly, “You could never be too much.”

He smiles. “You’re so adorable, you know that, right?”

I frown. “I prefer the word sexy.”

“Sexy?” he chuckles. “No offense, but you’re far from sexy, honey. You’re little and fiery, and that’s okay. I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

I puff out my chest in mock offense, “I can be sexy!”

He chuckles again, pulling me closer to his chest. “Of course you can,” he tells me in a calming voice.

I growl at him but fall silent when I feel his tail begin to stir again, pressing gently against my back entrance. “Again?” I ask, a small smile playing on my lips.

Lucas grins. “If you’re up for it.”