Chapter 115 Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Chapter 115
Elorai.

I gasp, looking at him in disbelief, but the expression on his face tells me he means every word he says.

I take in a shuddering breath and start riding him, moaning as his cock slides against my walls, hitting all the right spots.

“Good... Feels so good,” I gasp, letting my head fall on his shoulder as my movements increase in tempo.

“You feel good, huh?” he groans, his hands climbing up my sides, reaching to grope my breasts, and I moan, my body shaking as he pinches my nipples between his fingers.

“Yes...” I hiss, rotating my hips, sweat beading and rolling off my skin.

Every stroke of his dick seems to hit that sensitive spot, pushing me higher and higher, so close to falling over the edge.

His gaze never leaving mine, he brings a nipple to his mouth and starts sucking on it, his free hand reaching down to stroke my clit.

“Oh fuck...” I gasp out, clinging onto his shoulders for support, bouncing up and down on his cock.

A nipple in his mouth, his fingers on my clit, and his cock buried deep inside me—it's almost too much for me to handle. The edges of my vision start shimmering white.

My moans fill the air as the tingling of an impending orgasm grows more profound with each passing moment.

“Gods... I'm going to... Ronan, I can't...” The words stumble out of my mouth before I can stop them.

“Bare your neck for me,” he growls.

I tilt my head to the side, exposing my neck to his eyes and mouth.

He latches onto it like a tenacious spider, kissing and sucking on the spot where he would like his mark to be, and sinks his teeth into me just as I'm about to topple over the edge.

I scream, my release shaking my entire soul, my body stuck in a state of trembling.

He releases into me then, and that triggers another orgasm, lengthening the one I already have.

Pain and pleasure mix to become a deluge of something so powerful and utterly overwhelming, tears spilling from my eyes, sobs racking my throat.

Once he's done, he pulls out his teeth and licks the wound closed, though it still pulses, aftershocks racking through me, my body so hypersensitive that even the air brushing against me feels too much.

I collapse onto him, my breathing ragged.

His hands roam my back, soothing me.

“You become something else when you're in heat.”

“I'm sorry... I can't help it,” I whisper back, my voice barely audible.

“Better now?” he asks, his voice strangely tender.

I nod, still breathing in his scent.

“I haven't marked you yet,” I mutter into the silence as our breathing settles.

“Do you want to do that now?”

I glance at him and, after thinking about it for a moment, slowly nod my head.

A corner of his lip twitches up but doesn't quite form a smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Well, go ahead.”

My limbs already feel like water, my body exhausted, but I wrap my hands around his neck and, after giving him a tender kiss, start to grind against him.

"Oh fuck..." Ronan groans, burying his face into the crook of my neck, and I ride him in slow, languid movements, watching as he disappears into me, our essences dripping around us.

I bite my lip to stop myself from screaming out, my eyes fluttering closed as sensations wash through me, pulling me under.

My body squeezes him deeper, fluttering endlessly around him, our low moans and grunts forming an erotic symphony that resounds in my ears.

"Yes... Mm... Ah..." I gasp out, unable to help myself.

Ronan reaches to grip my ass, giving himself more leverage as he thrusts upward into me, impaling me on his cock.

His cock is steel heat, and he drives his hips forward and up, leaving me bouncing on top of him.

I cry out, taking his length, taking his weight, his cock splitting me open again and again.

The words throttle me over the edge.

I instantly find the crook of his neck, bury my face into it, and bite into him as hard as I can, orgasming at the same time.

I bite into him hard, just in time to feel him release deep inside me, triggering another wave of aftershocks that ripple through me, stealing my breath, my soul, my vision.

"There we go..." he groans, still pulsing deep within me.

I cling to him, whimpering against his shoulder, feeling his whole body shudder with his climax. I slowly relax, nuzzling his neck, kissing his collarbone, his jaw.

I am now marked by all three men, and as fulfilling as it is, it is also incredibly exhausting. My body now feels like water.

"Rest now..." he groans, not making any attempt to part from me.

I listen to him, my entire body going lax and heavy. My eyes flutter closed and I drift into a much-needed sleep, feeling utterly fulfilled, safe, and most importantly...

Complete.
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Beyond the marking and bonding moment, my heat goes on to last three days, and thereafter, we have to stay a couple more because I need to recover from it.

Which means the alphas are with me every waking moment, cleaning me up, feeding me, and changing sheets when need be, while I focus on recovery.

Other than the pain and discomfort that I have to go through, the period is splendid, and for a moment, I wish it doesn’t end. I love being tended to by them.

By the seventh day, all the sickness and weakness break, and I can finally walk freely without limping.

I slip out of the bed, heading straight to the mirror to inspect myself.

There are grab marks and bruises all over my body from where the alphas hold me possessively, but they have begun to fade quickly, taking on a yellowish hue.

My eyes immediately zero in on the three pulsing marks on my neck, and I reach to touch them, shivering at the sensations that course through me.

I immediately retract my fingers. The marks seem to have a life of their own, and I don’t think they will be fading anytime soon.

And that isn’t even on the list of my discoveries. Knowing I can feel the alphas’ emotions and hear their thoughts is even more mind-boggling.

The times I have managed to peek through to know their innermost thoughts, all I have been able to catch are good things about me before I am eventually caught and told to stop snooping around.

I chuckle, the memory warming me from the inside. I blush, embarrassed, and fall asleep immediately after.

I shake the memory off, heading to the bathroom to have a bath.

Thereafter, I wrap a towel around myself, dry my skin, and proceed to get dressed.

After drying my hair and packing it to the best of my abilities, I inspect myself one last time before walking out of the room to meet the alphas, who are gathered in the kitchen, discussing among themselves while Lucas prepares our breakfast.