Book Title: Fated to the Triplet Alphas
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CHAPTER 115
~Jade's POV~
The way his eyes darkened when his gaze washed over me made me arch my body into his. I knew he meant it and did not mean it.
Should I show any signs of hesitation, Xavier would immediately halt our burning passion, but I was far too gone. I needed the fire burning in me to be quenched.
"Last chance to stop, Jade."
"I think we both know we do not want to stop," I said amidst soft moans. "Please. I'm burning up."
"I know, little wolf," he growled, his hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin of my neck before his teeth grazed my pulse point. "I've got you. I am going to take care of this."
My hands were a frantic mess. I grabbed the lapels of his jacket and shoved it off his shoulders, letting it hit the floor without a second thought. I didn't care about the expensive fabric or the mess.
All I cared about was getting to his bare skin. I reached for the remaining buttons on his shirt, but my drug-addled, trembling fingers fumbled clumsily.
Xavier let out a rough, ragged breath. He caught my wrists gently, pulling my hands away before pinning them to the wall above my head with one massive hand.
"Let me," he commanded softly, his blue eyes entirely blown dark with lust as he looked down at me.
With his free hand, he gripped the front of his own shirt and ripped it open. The remaining buttons snapped and scattered across the tiles. My breath hitched at the sight of his flawless, heavily muscled chest heaving in the dim light of the suite.
And even his tattoo. I reached for it, spreading my fingers over the wolf's head.
Xavier didn't stop there. He dropped his hand and gripped the hem of my clothes.
"You have no idea what it did to me, imagining you stumble around that party," Xavier rasped, his knuckles deliberately grazing my heated skin as he bunched the fabric up. "Imagining other people looking at you while you were practically suffocating the room with our scent."
"I only wanted my mats. I only wanted you," I whimpered, arching my back helplessly against the cold wall.
"And you have me," he promised fiercely.
He pulled my gown over my head and tossed it aside, leaving me completely exposed to his heated gaze. Then he proceeded to take off my lace panties and matching bra.
The cool air of the hotel room hit my flushed skin, but it did absolutely nothing to soothe the agonizing, melting ache centered between my thighs.
Xavier inhaled deeply, his chest expanding as he took in the overwhelming scent of my arousal mixed with the heavy, sweet spike of the drug.
His eyes flashed a brilliant, feral red. Ace was entirely at the surface now, completely done playing nice.
"Mine," he snarled possessively.
Before I could even formulate a response, Xavier scooped me up into his arms. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist on pure instinct, my core settling perfectly against the hard, thick bulge straining against his slacks.
A shattered, needy moan ripped from my throat at the glorious friction.
He carried me across the massive suite and dropped me right in the center of the plush, king-sized bed.
I bounced slightly on the mattress, my chest heaving as I watched him step back. He reached for his belt, the sharp, metallic sound of the buckle unfastening sending a fresh shockwave of pure desire straight to my core.
Xavier shed the rest of his clothes in seconds, standing before me in all his breathtaking glory.
"Tell me exactly what you want, Jade," Xavier demanded. His voice dropped to a dark, lethal rumble as he stepped up to the edge of the bed and crawled over me, his massive frame caging me in. "Say it."
"I want you," I begged, reaching out for his broad shoulders with trembling hands. "I need you to make it stop, Xavier. Please."
A ragged groan tore from his throat. He did not make me wait another second.
Xavier came down on top of me, his massive weight pressing me deeply into the mattress in the most grounding, perfect way possible.
The contrast of his slightly cooler skin against my feverish, burning body drew a long, shuddering sigh from my lips.
"I am going to burn it out of you," he promised as his voice vibrated against my collarbone. "Every single drop of it, Jade. Until all you can feel is me."
His mouth captured mine again, but this time, the urgency had shifted into something deeper and far more consuming. It was not just a hurried kiss; it was a total claiming of my senses.
His tongue swept past my lips, tasting, demanding, and taking everything I willingly surrendered.
My hands roamed wildly over the hard plains of his back, my nails lightly scoring his skin as the aphrodisiac spiked my desperation to an unbearable degree.
I arched into him, my hips instinctively seeking the heavy, agonising friction of his body.
Xavier shifted his weight, his knee parting my thighs wider as he settled perfectly between them.
The sheer size of him, the hard, unforgiving muscle pressing exactly where I needed it most, made my vision go white out for a fraction of a second.
He had not yet entered me, but my body, my mind, and every aspect of me recalled that evening when I lost my virginity to him.
How he thrust into me relentlessly till I was sure my core was carved into the shape of his cock.
My juices oozed out some more. I bit my lip and let my hips move on their own accord, grinding against his cock and using the wetness between my legs as better friction.
"Xavier," I whimpered, my head thrashing against the pillows as the heat coiled tighter in my core. "Take me, please."
He trailed his open mouth down my jaw, his hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin of my neck before he found the faint scar over my mating gland.
"Focus on me, Jade," he commanded softly, his fangs deliberately grazing the mark. "Only me."