Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: If I Don’t Stop Right Now, I Won’t Be Able To Stop

"You’ve been here two days," he said quietly. "Two days, and I’ve been trying to give you space. Trying to let you adjust. Trying to be the kind of mate that doesn’t just take what he wants the moment he sees it."

Lilith’s heart was racing now. She could see the effort it was costing him....the tension in his jaw, the slight tremor in his hands, the way his breathing had become heavier, more labored.

"Alpha Sebastian...." she started, but he cut her off.

"I remember the last time you were in this library," he said, his voice dropping lower. "I remember pulling your dress up. I remember how responsive you were, how your body reacted to me even though you were terrified." He paused, his dark eyes searching her face. "Are you terrified now?"

Lilith couldn’t lie to him. "I don’t know," she whispered.

"The pull is getting worse," he continued, his voice rough with something like pain. "The full moon is eight days away, and every second I’m near you, it gets harder to maintain control. My wolf wants to claim you, mark you, bind you to me in ways that should scare you more than they already do." He leaned closer, and she could feel his breath against her face. "But you read to me. You sat there and read about witch-alpha partnerships, about vulnerability and trust, and it made me think about what it could be like if we actually had those things."

"Sebastian, what are you...."

He kissed her before she could finish the question.

It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t tentative or testing. It was desperate and hungry and absolutely claiming. His mouth came down on hers with all the pent-up intensity of two days of restraint shattering at once. His hand came up to cup her face, holding her in place, and he kissed her like he was starving for her specifically, like her taste was the only thing that could satisfy the ache that had been building in him since the moment she stepped out of the carriage.

Lilith’s first instinct was to resist, but her body had other ideas. She found herself leaning into him, found her own mouth opening to deepen the kiss, found herself responding to the sheer intensity of his need with her own desperate hunger. His other hand gripped the armrest of the chair, and she realized he was holding himself back with everything he had, if he let go, if he allowed himself to take what he wanted, he wouldn’t be able to stop.

The kiss went on, deep and thorough and absolutely possessive. He tasted like tea and something spiced, and his lips were firm against hers, his tongue seeking entrance and finding it. She was drowning in him, in the sensation of being wanted this intensely, in the realization that this man....this powerful, dangerous, impossibly controlled man, was barely holding himself together because of her.

Then, with an effort that she could physically feel, Sebastian pulled back.

His breathing was ragged. His dark eyes were blazing with gold where hos wolf was trying to surface. His entire body was shaking with the force of his restraint. He pressed his forehead against hers, and she could feel him counting breaths, forcing himself to breathe, forcing himself to hold on to the human part of himself.

"I can’t," he said roughly. "If I don’t stop right now, I won’t be able to stop. And I promised myself....I promised you, that I wouldn’t push too hard, wouldn’t demand too much, would give you time to adjust."

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