Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 554

Chapter 554: Chapter 554 – Catch me if you can

Seraphine just stared at him, kind of speechless. With everything going on, threats circling the pack, the constant pressure, the never-ending list of shit they had to deal with, Voren was still thinking about the promise their wolves made them keep after the full moon festival. It caught her off guard in the best way.

"I can’t believe you’re thinking about Marsha and Bloodfang’s request when there’s so much still left to handle."

Voren sat down next to her on the edge of the cabin bed and pulled her right onto his lap. His hands settled on her hips, thumbs rubbing slow circles like he needed the contact. When he looked at her, that usual hard edge in his eyes softened.

"Sera, this is our life. We were born for violence. Born to fight and bleed and protect. But when we were apart, I learned something I ain’t about to forget."

"And what’s that?" she asked, quieter than she meant to.

"To grab every moment we can." He rested his forehead against hers for a second. "I don’t know how many more pups we’re gonna have. I don’t know how many nights like this we’ll still get. All I know is if we keep waiting for the problems to stop, we’ll be waiting forever. We gotta take what’s ours while we still can."

Something in Seraphine’s chest loosened. The constant tension she carried, the fear for their kids, the weight of everything eased just enough for her to feel him under it all. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on, pressing her face into his throat where his scent was strongest.

"I agree," she whispered. "The kids grow up too fast, and the problems never stop coming. But we still gotta make time for each other before the next storm hits."

Their mouths met slow this time. The kiss wasn’t hungry at first but rather careful, almost careful in a way that said they’d almost lost each other too many times.

Seraphine tasted the quiet longing in it, as Voren’s hands slid up her back, pulling her closer until there was nothing left between them. For a few stolen seconds the cabin, the outlands, the whole mess waiting outside the door just disappeared.

Then Marsha’s snarl cut through Seraphine’s mind like a slap. ’I thought this was supposed to be my time with Bloodfang.’

Seraphine laughed against Voren’s lips, soft and a little reluctant, and pulled back just enough to meet his eyes. He didn’t need to ask. Bloodfang was already losing it inside his head.

’You didn’t bring us out here for a honeymoon. You should’ve stayed at the hotel or gone back to the pack.’

Voren kept his eyes on Seraphine, his voice came quieter now. "Sweetheart, what do you say? We give them control?"

She looked at him a second longer, memorizing that rare soft look on his face, then nodded. "Together, on three."

Voren let out a small, playful smile, one that was meant just for her. "Three... two... one—"

Bloodfang took control before the last number even left Voren’s mouth. Marsha claimed Seraphine’s body at the exact same time.

Her arms were still locked around Voren’s neck. Marsha used it right away, grinding down hard against the thick length already straining under her. A wicked little smirk pulled at her mouth.

"Bloodfang. Damn, it’s good to finally meet you in your human’s skin."

Bloodfang’s voice came out deeper, rougher, pure grit and hunger. "Our humans kept us locked down too fucking long. They can snatch control back any second. What the hell are we waiting for?"

One rough move and her clothes were gone, ripped straight down the front, seams giving out with a loud tear. His eyes burned. "Fucking sexy." His hands grabbed her ass hard, forcing her tighter against him while his mouth closed over a nipple and sucked like he was starving.

"Ah, Bloodfang, too fast. I’m already burning up."

He didn’t bother answering with words. His fingers shoved between her thighs, found her soaked, and pushed inside. Marsha moaned, rolling her hips into it, while her own hand dragged down his stomach and wrapped around the thick outline of his cock.

She tore free, dropped to her knees between his legs, and ripped the front of his pants open. His cock sprang free, heavy, flushed, already leaking, and she took him into her mouth with a hungry sound that made him snarl.

"Yeah, just like that."

She worked him hard, tongue dragging from the sensitive head down the thick vein all the way to his balls, sucking, licking, taking him deeper until his hips jerked. When he got close, Bloodfang fisted her hair and hauled her up. He stood in the same motion, swept the table clear with one arm, plates, food, cups all crashing to the floor, then lifted her onto the bare wood and buried his face between her thighs.

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