Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 356

Chapter 356: Ride Me

Eira’s POV

"Very well, sweetheart," Lucian offered a content smirk, the kind that warned me I was about to face a storm, one that had been buried inside him for far too long.

"But..." I said.

He raised a brow. "Having a second thought now?"

I shook my head lightly, though hesitation lingered in my voice. "It’s day... morning... not night yet..."

"That should be the least of your concern when you are with me," his fingertips brushed gently along my jawline. "Because I am blind to day or night or the time when it comes to you. All I know is that I want to fuck you until you can no longer take me."

My mouth opened and closed again. I had no words to refute his dangerous promise.

He leaned in, his lips brushing mine. "Just focus on me. And throw away every thought that doesn’t involve me fucking you," he whispered before capturing my mouth again in a kiss, still careful not to place his weight on me.

The way he kissed me made everything else disappear, just as he said. Every thought faded except him. Every stroke, every flip of his tongue in my mouth felt ravenous, devouring my soul.

The sound of the door closing reached me and I flinched.

Lucian pulled back slightly. "Kael and Roman have left. It’s my moment with you, our moment," and resumed kissing me.

They had left us alone.

And strangely, I did not mind. Whenever one of them chose me, the moment felt entirely theirs.

"You alright this way?" he asked, his hand brushing along the sides of my thighs.

I nodded.

He leaned back onto his knees and removed the shorts he was wearing, leaving nothing on him.

My eyes widened and my breath hitched before I realised how boldly I was staring at his erection.

"Liked what you see," It was not a question. It was his pride, knowing well exactly what he was and how deeply he affected me.

I swallowed hard.

Settling on his folded legs, between my parted legs, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking with slow, deliberate rhythm while his gaze remained locked on my face, daring me, watching every reaction I failed to hide.

He was clearly enjoying watching me vulnerable to his gaze.

But, no matter how wary I felt of him, my body betrayed me. It wanted him, his cock inside me. Heat pulsed low between my legs, answering the hunger burning in his eyes.

Letting go of his cock, his hands moved to my parted thighs, lifting them higher until I my pussy was entirely exposed to him.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with approval. "Ready to suck me in."

The fuck with his lewd words.

"Lucian."

He moved his gaze to me, but leaned his face down with his tongue sticking out to give a strong lick to my wet and entirely exposed folds.

Damn, he looked sinfully hot, and the sight of him between my legs only made the heat inside me burn hotter.

My core tightened instantly, a sharp tremor running through me as sensation spread through my body.

But he stopped and pulled me closer, holding my folded thighs firmly as I felt the hardened press of his cock against my entrance, ready to enter me.

I sucked in a deep breath, bracing myself to feel him inside me, but instead he dragged the head of his cock slowly along my folds, teasing my entrance and leaving me hanging on the edge.

My brows furrowed in impatience, in want, in need.

He offered me a wicked smirk, clearly pleased with the reaction he had drawn from me, and then...

He slowly filled me, holding me steady by my lifted thighs.

Gosh. My hands moved to grip his where he held me, the sensation overwhelming as that thick, hot, wildly pulsing cock filled me inch by inch until I took all of him. A sharp gasp tore from my lungs.

He let out a content, wild groan, his fingertips digging into my soft flesh as if restraining himself, giving me time to adjust. Every muscle in his body looked tense, held back by sheer control.

"Fuck!" he cursed, jaw clenched. "Little cunt...the way you are sucking me in..." he said through his gritted teeth.

I watched him, fascinated by how I could turn this beast of a man into restrained one. His words were dangerous, his actions overwhelming, yet there was care hidden beneath the intensity.

His hand moved over my round belly in a gentle caress, the touch unexpectedly soft.

"I am fine," I told him before he could ask.

Kael and Roman had fucked me mindlessly before, and just as they claimed, my baby had remained safe. According to everything I had read, the more intimate I was with my mates, the stronger the baby would grow, and the easier the delivery would be.

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