Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Alpha Lucian! Fuck! Alpha Lucian!

Every instinct he had was screaming at him to go to her. To replace her hand with his mouth. To taste her. To claim her. To mark her as his.

Nicholas’s voice echoed in his mind: Control yourself.

But the control was slipping. Fragmenting. Breaking apart with each sound she made.

He couldn’t stand it anymore.

He moved toward her bed.

His movements were controlled but intense, as if he was fighting against himself with every step. He was trying to move slowly, trying to move carefully, but every part of him wanted to move fast, wanted to rush to her, wanted to claim her immediately.

He reached the edge of her bed and stopped.

He looked down at her, at her spread legs, at her hand between them, at the obvious signs of her arousal.

He could feel Zev clawing at him, desperate to claim her. But he held on. Not yet. Not like this. She needed to be awake when he claimed her. She needed to consent. She needed to understand.

Even as his wolf fought him for control, Lucian knew his brother was right. They couldn’t claim her yet. They couldn’t mark her without her understanding what the mark meant.

But he could taste her. He could give her pleasure. He could show her what he wanted to do to her.

He used his hand to spread her legs wider.

She didn’t wake. She was too deep in the dream. But her body responded to his touch. Her legs opened further, inviting him, welcoming him.

Her pussy was wet. Dripping. Ready for him.

The sight of her was almost too much.

He lowered himself between her legs.

For a moment, he just looked at her. At the way her pussy was swollen with arousal. At the way her clit was visible, begging for attention. At the way her thighs were trembling slightly even in sleep.

Then he lowered his head.

His tongue touched her pussy, and the taste of her was everything. Better than he’d imagined. Better than the bond had promised. Better than anything he’d ever experienced.

He started licking.

Not rough. Not aggressive. This was worship. This was reverence. This was a man who understood exactly how lucky he was to be tasting his mate again after weeks of separation.

His tongue was inside her, lapping at her, tasting every part of her. His hands were gripping her thighs, holding her spread open for him. His mouth was sealed around her pussy, and he was making sounds...growls, groans, desperate sounds that came from deep within his chest.

He was lost in her. Completely consumed by her.

Minutes passed. Long, intense minutes where he simply tasted her. Where he simply worshipped her with his mouth and tongue.

Her body began to shift as the sensations became too intense for sleep to hold her. Her eyes fluttered. Her breathing changed.

She was waking up.

"Alpha Lucian," she whispered his name, and it was the most beautiful sound he’d ever heard.

He raised his head, breaking contact with her pussy for just a moment.

"Go back to sleep Lilith," he said softly, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her entire body.

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