Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190: In my veins.

Leilani.

As soon as Jay returned to the room and I saw the crazed look in his eyes, I immediately knew that something was up with his wolf.

I knew then and there that Kael and Zevran had to leave before he got triggered; and that was the only thing I thought about as I literally dragged Kael and Zevran out of the house before slamming the door in their faces.

I was panting by the time I was done with that, but on the bright side, Jay no longer looked so mad anymore. From the golden glint in his eyes, I instantly deduced that his wolf was still close to the surface but I wasn’t scared.

Hell, I wasn’t even bothered.

I simply walked over to him and began to caress his face gently, almost smiling when he leaned into my touch and closed his eyes, a low purr emanating from deep within his throat.

His eyes fluttered open slowly when I began to weave my fingers into his hair and he whispered quietly; "Are they gone now?"

"Yes, they are." I answered assuredly.

"Did they touch you?" At his question, his body went rigid and he stopped to look at my face as if waiting for my response or anything, just anything at all that would implicate the triplets.

For a minute, I contemplated using this to my advantage. I contemplated letting him think they’d hurt me to see the extent to which he could go to protect me; But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I immediately shrugged it off and shook my head, my voice soft as I muttered;

"No."

"Good then."

Another soft purr slipped past his lips and goddess, it sounded so sexy that I couldn’t help but go on my tippy toes and place a kiss on his lips.

I knew that he was no longer in the mood to return to what we were doing earlier. Hell, I wasn’t in the mood anymore as well, especially since I’d spent the past ten minutes engaging in a fruitless conversation with those godforsaken Chalice’s puppets; But for some reason, I still felt the need to make him feel good.

His wolf was still too close to the surface and I needed to help him with that.

His eyes never left my face even for a moment as I went down on my knees before him, and while I did, I couldn’t help but notice the wild look in his eyes or miss the way his breaths now came in short harsh gasps.

His fingers laced into my hair just as my knees hit the floor and he hissed in a guttural way; "What are you trying to do?"

Something about the way he spoke and the aura which exuded from him made my knees tremble but deciding that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me, I let him continue to fist his hands into my hair until it hurt whilst I busied myself with unbuckling his belt.

He growled again but this time made no move to stop me— which was great as I wasn’t sure I knew what I was doing.

I hadn’t done this before but had heard tons and tons of tales from Maya and her last escapade.

So when he finally shimmied out of his pants and let it drop to the floor, my heart began to race. My confidence fled from me when I saw the outline of his erection poking through his boxer shorts; and my breath hitched when slowly he peeled it off his body, revealing the largest fattest, most veiny dick I’ve ever seen in my life.

—Not like I’ve seen any!

With trembling hands, I took it but because I didn’t know what to do with it, I simply began to glide my hands up and down on it... up and down until he threw his head back and groaned with bliss and until the beginnings of precum formed at his tip.

Guess I was doing this right... I guess he feels good.

But why the fuck is it difficult for my hand to go around it?

Why can’t I hold it in one hand like Maya described?

Are my hands too small or him too big?