Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 359

Chapter 359: Lucian’s Mark

Lucian’s POV

She continued sleeping and finally stirred past midnight. It was as if she was making up for all the lost sleep from the past few nights.

How much I wanted to fuck you... but I held back for her sake.

She snuggled closer against my chest in her sleep, and I wrapped my arms around her. But instead of settling down again, she inhaled my scent deeply, her hand beginning to roam over my body.

Is she awake or just sleep-perverted?

If she was asleep and had no intention of being fucked, she better keep her hands under control. But...

Gosh. Her hand reached my cock.

"Eira..." I hissed softly. "You awake?"

In response, her hand moved along my already hard cock as if it were her plaything, and she even hummed in appreciation.

"You should stop if you—"

Not just her hand now. Her body rubbed against mine, seeking friction. She clearly wanted it.

And I didn’t care if she was asleep.

I held her thigh and lifted it over mine as we lay on our sides, facing each other. All that was left was to push my cock inside her.

Holding her hand, I guided it down to her pussy, rubbing it there. She moaned softly in her sleep and released my cock, instead pressing her pussy toward me.

I didn’t wait. I didn’t want to.

Gripping her thigh firmly over me, I pushed inside her with one hard thrust.

She let out a sharp, pained cry, her eyes snapping open in shock. I stilled immediately, letting her adjust.

Gasping, she looked at me, realization settling in.

"You asked for it," I said in a restrained voice.

I had been holding back since noon, and I had lost my patience the moment she provoked me herself.

"And I’m not stopping until I knot you again," I warned, my voice low and rough. "You have slept enough."

Her hand braced against my chest. She didn’t look unwilling.

I pulled out and thrust hard again. This time she braced herself, her nails digging into my chest, her breath shallow.

My hand moved to her butt to steady her as I began to move, watching every erotic expression that crossed her face, listening to those soft moans that only grew louder the harder I thrust.

How badly I wanted to flip her onto her stomach, press her completely beneath me, my captive, and fuck her mindless until she struggled to breathe...

But her round belly stopped me.

It stopped me from every wicked thing I wanted to do to her.

I flipped and moved her body, taking her in a way I wished to. I must say having her on all fours and fucking her while wrapping her hair in my fists to arch her back was best way to fuck her.

When I had my fill of fucking her, I finally knotted her again. I could go on and on like this until the end of my life. Fucking her seemed to be only goal I had in mind.

I was truly getting crazy, she was driving me crazy.

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In the morning, when she woke up after the short nap I had allowed her once we were done, I checked the mark. Not the place where I had bitten her, but Kael’s mark.

Just like Roman’s, my mark should be there as well. And I was right.

Eira stood in front of the mirror, trying to see it once she was ready to go downstairs.

"It’s there," I told her, standing behind her.

"I can see it... but what does it look like?" she asked. "It’s not easy to check it like this on my own body."

I took out my mobile, clicked a picture of it, and showed it to her.

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