The Triplet Alphas' Regret

However, instead of letting go, he pinned them over my head with one hand. The other moved towards the button of my pants. His nimble fingers quickly undid them, and I inhaled sharply when he pulled my pants down to reveal my underwear.

"What are you doing?" I asked breathily, though I had a pretty good idea already.

Rather than true naivety and curiosity, I was waiting to see if he would confirm my guess. Strangely enough, my mind felt so muddled that it didn’t even cross my mind once to stop him at this moment. Or perhaps I was so desperate for relief that I would have agreed to anything if it promised me a more lasting respite from my ongoing torment.

I didn’t even care if it might replace this particular torment with something worse. In my mind, nothing could feel worse. Nothing could be worse. I had already slept with Rowan more than once, which led to me getting pregnant and later miscarrying it.

I highly doubted that yet another bedroom encounter could top that. I tugged at Rowan’s wrist when I saw he was taking a bit too long to answer. He was staring at my pants as though they held all the secrets of the universe.

My gentle tug brought him back to the present, and he cleared his throat.

"Like I said," he said, his voice surprisingly husky. It sent tingles of anticipation up my spine. "You need more from me."

Without much effort, he ripped my pants clean off, chucking them over his shoulder and off the bed, onto the floor. Goosebumps rose on my bare legs as the cold air hit my heated skin. I instinctively crossed my legs together, wanting to hide myself from his hungry gaze, but Rowan’s hands reached out and grabbed my ankles, forcing them apart.

I shuddered in a way that had nothing to do with my fever.

"I am but a humble servant, here to provide."

There was a frighteningly sincere look in his eyes that made me swallow whatever saliva I had left inside my mouth and nod.

My thighs twitched as his hands drifted up from my ankles, gliding up my calves before stroking the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. His hands rested at the juncture of my thighs, kneading at the soft flesh before his fingers began to approach my core.

I twisted my hips, unsure if I was pulling away or if I was pressing myself into his hands. A small whine escaped my lips, and I heard Rowan chuckle between my legs, the sharp puff of his breath causing my sensitive core to tremble with need.

It was slowly dripping wet, and even in my haze, I could smell the scent of my arousal filling the room. He leaned in closer, and for a second, I wasn’t sure whether the heartbeat that I was hearing was his or mine. Whoever it belonged to, it was drumming in my ear so wildly and fervently that it felt as though my eardrums might burst.

Rowan’s head dipped down a little, and almost immediately, an embarrassed flush grew on my cheeks. I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t need to see Rowan dip his head between my thighs.

However, closing my eyes only made things worse. Now, my imagination was helpfully filling in the blanks, as I felt Rowan touch me gently. I could feel his breath fanning over my lower folds, and I gasped, wriggling when it hit me.

"Hold still," he said, his voice rumbling against my sensitive skin.

It felt torturous knowing that he was right there, but not exactly touching me yet. The heat that rose across my body, however, was quickly starting to turn from pain to arousal. It tickled and burned, and my breath quickened with anticipation.

"If you’re planning to just toy with me like that, then I think I’ll just go," I said, trying to sound threatening.

I peeped through my eyelashes, curiosity finally getting the better of me. I wanted to see what exactly Rowan was doing, staying still and keeping his silence. Was he staring judgementally at my core and finding it lacking?

If he did, I would kick him out, eternal pain be damned.

However, I cracked my eyes open just in time to see Rowan completely dip his head down, his handsome face disappearing from view. At the same time, I felt his tongue press against my sensitive bud, flicking it without further warning.

My hips instantly jerked in response, but even so, it seemed like Rowan was already well-prepared for that. His hands moved to my hips right at the last second, holding me down to prevent me from moving too far away.

Forced to stay in place, I wasn’t allowed much room to move. Instead, I merely writhed on the spot as Rowan’s tongue worked magic against my sensitive core, licking, suckling, and kissing each spot as though it was a feast for a starved man. My juices flowed out of me without shame, and he eagerly licked away every drop, like it was the finest ambrosia.

"Ro-Rowan..." I gasped, jerking when his tongue darted into me. The odd sensation caused his name to clog in my throat, unable to come out properly. My inner walls clenched fiercely, trying to hold him in.

His hands didn’t stay idle while his tongue worked. While one of his hands stayed on my hips, gently kneading the flesh there in a teasing manner, his other went to cover the space that was now left empty. His thumb rested against the small button, rubbing it slowly, causing frissons of pleasure to dart through me with every coordinated movement.

Between the work of his thumb and tongue, I could barely think straight. Pain was the last thing on my mind at the moment― all I could think about was the building sensation in my lower belly, curling and coiling as my breathing got heavier.

It didn’t take long before my climax came. I gritted my teeth, unable to hold back the moan and gasps that spilled forth from my lips. As my hips bucked, Rowan worked me through my high, his movements slowing down only when he noticed that I was slowly coming down from it.

When I finally opened my bleary eyes once more, it was just in time to see Rowan lift his head. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip. When he noticed that I was looking, he bit his lip a little before allowing it to curl into a smirk.

I could feel my cheeks heat up just like that. When he said to leave things to him, I didn’t think that this was what he had in mind. Now that my body was slowly cooling down, I could hear all the belated alarm bells ringing madly in my head. But what use were they, after everything was already said and done?

My fluids were soaking the lower half of Rowan’s face, and my legs trembled from the force of the orgasm he had just given me.

"You didn’t need to do that," I said, forcing the words out as smoothly as I could. "You could’ve just held my hand like a normal person, or even cuddle naked―"

"Like what you planned to do with Cassian?" Rowan asked.

"What―" My eyes widened with surprise. "How did you―"

"Samuel told me enough," Rowan replied.

He came closer, and I could see his lips were still slightly moist with my slick. I could smell my sex on him, and the idea of him going down on me was causing my stomach to coil again with anticipation, more than I would like to admit.

"How do you feel?" he asked. "Better?"

"Yes," I begrudgingly admitted. As much as I hated to admit it, it did work. This was probably the sort of intimacy that actually helped fated mates recover quicker. After all, I no longer felt much pain in my body now.

If anything, I felt a little tired now that my body was finally relaxed.

Just as I thought of that, a yawn escaped me. My eyelids were starting to grow a little heavy, and Rowan pulled the covers over me in one swift movement, tucking me in.

"Sleep if you’re tired," he said. His voice was slowly starting to distort, and before I knew it, I was already drifting unconscious.

The last thing I could register was the oddly comforting warmth of Rowan’s body pressed against mine, holding me close. I could feel his lips leaving a gentle kiss on my neck, and nothing more.

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[SOREN POV]

The ceramic vase on the dresser shattered when it crashed to the floor, but I paid it no mind. My knuckles were quickly turning white as I gripped the edge of the dresser, clenching my teeth as I forced myself to stay calm.

However, my body felt as though it was on fire. My pants suddenly felt as though it was about to burst, and every fiber in my body felt close to exploding.

Faintly, I could hear moans and gasps coming from the room next to mine― Rowan’s bedroom. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was happening right now. Only, I didn’t expect that I would be feeling it right as it happened.

"Briar..." I choked out. "Please..."

All of a sudden, a knock sounded on my door. My ears pricked to attention as I turned, inhaling sharply. I rushed over, pulling the door open without bothering to check who it was.

"Briar, you―" My words stopped short when I realized, with difficulty, who was standing there.

"Alpha Soren, are you alright?"

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