Surrounded by Five Beast Lords novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51

The room was pitch black, and with nothing to see, every sensation against Dora’s skin feliamphlett

Her hand traced down his solid chest, gliding lower until her fingers crossed the sculpted abs she had been alinangara afar for so long.

Clive’s ragged breathing filled her ear as his arm tightened around her waist. “Dora, is this okay?

Her heart went completely soft in that instant.

Even now, the man who commanded every room he walked into was still asking for her permission

She buried her face against him and nodded, too flushed to speak.

That small nod shattered every ounce of restraint he had left. The gentle rhythm between them turned urgent and desperate.

Clothes fell away between breathless gasps, and cold skin turned hot wherever they touched.

The restraint Clive had been holding onto shattered in an instant. He flipped her beneath him in one swift motion.

Dora’s nightgown, thin as it was against her skin, hit the floor within seconds.

Outside, the storm raged on with wind, thunder, and lightning, turning into nature’s raw soundtrack, while inside the room. a different kind of storm was breaking loose, one that burned from ice–cold control into white–hot collision.

His voice dropped to a rough whisper against her ear. “Now you’re completely mine.”

The thunder outside finally died down before Dora could let sleep take her.

Caught between bone–deep exhaustion and the last flickers of adrenaline, she had one final thought before darkness pulled

her under.

‘Everyone said a man’s first time was supposed to be quick, she thought. Men from the interstellar world were built different.‘

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Dora woke the next morning in an unfamiliar room, where Clive’s sharp, cool scent hung everywhere. Every muscle in her body ached, and the memories hit her all at once, sending heat flooding straight to her cheeks.

The fact that Clive was nowhere in the room made it a whole lot easier to breathe.

She eased herself out of bed and got dressed, moving slowly and carefully.

The clothes folded neatly on the nightstand were dry and clean, lety there by Clive at some point she couldn’t remember She slipped out of the room like a thief trying not to get caught.

She barely made it to the living room before she ran straight into Elmer, who had just walked through the door looking completely wrecked, bloodshot eyes and all.

His face lit up the second he saw her, and he crossed the room immediately. “Dora. You okay? Last night’s storm was brutal. I wasn’t home, and I was worried sick about you.”

But as he stepped closer, his nose caught something he couldn’t ignore: that unmistakable cold, sharp scent that belonged to Clive, clinging heavy to her skin.

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When he put that together with the direction she’d come from, the faint red marks b burning across her face, and the way her eyes kept dodging his, every trace of warmt) solid.

His eyes went wide with disbelief before the light drained out of them fast, replaced by a rave max of fortr something that felt dangerously close to desperation.

“That damn snake, he thought bitterly. He made his move the second I was gone!

“Dora.” His voice came out dry and tight, and his fingers curled around his tool bag without ham realizing it, fabric in his grip.

Dora felt like a kid caught red–handed. She wanted to melt into the floor, and her words came out in broken pieces Birt the storm was really bad last night, and I got scared. Clive, he…”

Elmer cut her off. His voice was quiet, but he lifted his chin, and something stubborn and fierce flickered behind his eyes! “It’s fine, Dora. I’m just glad you’re safe.”

He turned before she could say another word, clutching his toolkit to his chest. He rushed to his room and slammed the door behind him.

Dora stood frozen, staring at his closed door with a knot tightening in her chest.

The patio door creaked open.

Lioren padded inside, having gone the entire night and looking rough. Mud and dead leaves clung to his fur, but those amber eyes were as sharp as ever.

The second he stepped in, his gaze locked onto Dora. His nose twitched, barely perceptible.

Then his whole body went rigid.

Clive’s scent clung to her, thick and unmistakable, laced with something intimate and lingering. It wrapped around her like a

second skin.

His pupils shrank to thin, dangerous slits, and every hair on his body bristled on end.

A wave of raw, territorial fury tore through him, tangled with something bitter he couldn’t name. Something had been taken, and the violation cut deep.

He fixed Dora with a hard stare, a low growl rolling from his throat.

His tail lashed the floor once, twice. Then he spun without a word, cleared the stairs in a few sharp leaps, and vanished onto the second floor.

His retreating form made one thing perfectly clear. He was livid, and someone was going to pay for it

Dora pressed her lips together, at a total loss for words.

Clive, the one responsible for all of it, chose that exact moment to stroll out of his room.

He’d already showered and changed into clean fatigues. His expression carried its usual edge of cold composure.

But a closer look told a different story. The shadow that usually sat between his brows had lifted, just slightly, and a trace of quiet satisfaction lingered deep in his eyes.

He glanced at Elmer’s closed door, then flicked his gaze toward the spot where Lioren had disappeared.

His eyes settled on Dora last. She stood there, clearly at a loss, and the corner of his mouth twitched up by a fraction.

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Morning,” Clive said, calm as anything, like it was just another day

Dora stared at that impossibly composed face after everything that had happened and though dicerede encade Elmer’s eyes, the way Lioren had stormed off bristling with fury

A wave of shame and anger hit her all at once, and she shot Clive a glare sharp enough to cut gla

He didn’t so much as blink. He just walked past her into the kitchen and started making breakf

A new day had begun. But after what the night had stirred up, the air inside this home had shifted completely

Dora stood watching Clive move through the kitchen with that effortless calm of his, while the muffled but unmistakab forceful sounds of Elmer’s workout thudded from behind his closed door.

Somewhere on the second floor, she could almost feel a gaze burning into her back, sharp and restless with something thay refused to settle.

After breakfast, all three of them started acting strange.

Elmer kept finding reasons to show up wherever she happened to be.

He said, “Dora, I finished putting that shelf together. Come take a look and see if the height works for you?”

He wore a loose set of loungewear, and when he bent down to adjust the shelf, his collar slipped just enough to reveal the clean lines of his collarbone and a sliver of his chest.

His light brown eyes looked up at her with nothing but earnest innocence.

Dora pressed her lips together, at a total loss for words.

Elmer said, “Dora, I just learned how to make a new dessert. Try some?”

He had a cute apron tied around his waist, a thin sheen of sweat at his temples, and he held out a picture–perfect pastry with the eager, hopeful expression of a puppy waiting to be scratched behind the ears/

When she reached to take it, his fingers “accidentally” brushed against hers, and his ears turned red the second it happened as he stumbled through an apology.

He would “casually” bring up how his workouts had been going, rolling up his sleeve to show off the definition starting to take shape along his arms, before pulling it back down, a flush creeping across his face. “Dora, how’s my progress looking)

He had even started paying attention to what he wore and how he smelled, switching to the soap and shampoo brands she liked.

After every shower, he would drift past her with damp hair and flushed checks, trailing that clean, warm scent behind hum like a quiet little announcement.

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The sight that greeted her in the next second left her completely stunned.

What had once been a barren patch of sandy ground, barely the size of a basketball court and only kept alive by the essence” spring, had transformed beyond recognition.

The entire Spatial Realm had expanded dramatically.

From what she could estimate, the area had grown to at least five times its original size. When she looked across the lar she actually felt a sense of openness for the first time.

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