Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Good Night, Lilith

But he was pulling away.

He turned away from her bed. He couldn’t look at her anymore. Because if he looked at her, he would lose control. If he looked at her face and saw the desire there, he would go back to her.

"Good night, Lilith," he said quietly.

His voice was rough. Strained. Raw with need.

It was the most difficult thing he’d ever said.

He walked out of the room without waiting for her response.

He closed the door behind him and gripped the door frame. His entire body was shaking with the effort of control. His forehead was against the wood. His breathing was ragged.

His dick was still hard. Still aching. Still desperate.

And he had to walk back to his own room knowing what he’d just done. Knowing what he’d tasted. Knowing what was waiting for him.

***

In her bed, Lilith lay stunned.

She couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t process what had just happened.

Had that been real? Had he actually been in her room? Had his mouth actually been on her?

It felt real. His tongue had felt real. His hands had felt real. His mouth had felt absolutely real.

She was still trembling. Her pussy was still throbbing. She could still feel the ghost of his mouth on her.

She lay there in the darkness of her room, trying to understand what had just happened.

He was in my room, she thought. He was watching me. He was watching me touch myself.

The thought made her flush with embarrassment and something else. Something that felt dangerously like excitement.

How did he get in? How long was he there?

And more importantly....why did he stop?

He could have continued. She could see it in his eyes. She could feel it in his body. He wanted to. Every part of him wanted to claim her completely.

But he didn’t.

He stopped. He left.

Why?

Emma’s warning echoed in her mind: Once they claim you, you’re theirs in ways you can’t undo.

But he didn’t claim her. Not fully. He could have but he didn’t.

She touched her pussy, feeling the aftermath of her orgasm. Still sensitive. Still throbbing. Still wanting more.

Even knowing what Emma had warned her about, even knowing the danger, she wanted him to come back.

She wanted him to continue.

She wanted him to claim her completely.

The realization terrified her. The realization made her question her own judgment about them, she should hate them, she should not crave their touch like this, not after what they did to her during the contract.

But she couldn’t bring herself to hate them and that thought alone terrifies her more than anything she has ever experienced

***

In his room, Lucian stripped off his clothes.

His hands were shaking as he tore his shirt off. He shoved his pants down. He kicked them away from him.

He was completely naked, and his cock was standing at attention.

He walked into the bathroom and stood under the shower.

Then he turned on the cold water.

Icy cold.

It hit his body like a shock, and for a moment, the intensity of it was almost enough to distract him from the burning need inside him.

Almost.

But the cold water couldn’t cool the fire raging inside him. His cock was still hard. His body was still burning. The need was still overwhelming.

If I lose control now, I’ll hurt her, he told himself, repeating the mantra over and over. She’ll be scared of me. She’ll run. She’ll refuse us.

Control. We have to win her willingly. Nicholas is right. We have to go slow.

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