Chapter 164 Chapter 163

Chapter 164 Chapter 163
Aloria.

"The training session has ended," he tells me, pointing to the grounds where, indeed, the squires are already dispersing.

My eyes widen in surprise and shock.

When did he give the order?!

"So... tell us," he growls, and I turn back to look at him.

"What is it you want?"

It's at the tip of my tongue to lie, but a new wave of lust crashes over me, boiling my blood to a fever pitch. Being this close to them is helping absolutely nothing.

Finally, I let out a ragged, defeated breath, forcing the words out of my mouth.

"I want..." I say, my voice barely audible the first time.

Closing my eyes, I say it again, an embarrassed confession.

"I want you. The both of you. I'm... so hungry," I admit, feeling my face burn.

"There... that wasn't so hard to say, was it?" Draven teases from behind me.

I snap my head to look at him, a frown budding on my face, but it doesn't quite come out right as need overwhelms me.

"Well, now that you know, will you do something about it?"

The alphas stare at me for a moment too long, leaving me to stew in my admission until I almost take the words back.

Only then do they step back a fraction.

"Come with us..." Kairos orders, walking ahead, his form straight and pristine as always.

I stare at his back for a stunned second before Draven nudges my side, giving me a lazy wink as he trudges more slowly.

"Come on..." he urges me, his eyes gleaming with malicious amusement.

I let out an exasperated breath and follow after them, quickening my steps so I can catch up.

He leads me to a small shed where the training supplies are kept, carving out a small space between the straw dummies, wooden swords, and light armor.

I draw in a bated breath, feeling my lungs ricochet, my heart threatening to burst out of my rib cage.

Kairos erases the distance between us, looming over me, his eyes almost black in the shade.

He reaches out, his calloused hand moving to cup my chin, tilting my head back just enough to expose the delicate line of my neck and my frantic, fluttering pulse.

His thumb brushes against my skin, a touch that's firm and possessive, but also... uncharacteristically gentle, even as his eyes shine with a storm of emotions I couldn't name.

"You see..." he starts, his voice a low gravel. "We were planning to wait until the full moon... to lay our hands on you properly, but..." He stops, a muscle ticking in his jaw as he peers down at me. "If you're eager for us now... I suppose it can't wait, can it?" he asks, his head tilted slightly in question.

I shake my head instantly, even as my heart thunders.

"No..." I whisper, my voice barely audible. "It's... it's really intense now. It feels like I'm going to die..." I gasp out, my breath already coming in ragged gasps.

Kairos reaches out with his thumb to brush my lower lip, exposing the pink beneath to his gaze.

"It'll feel that way, but you won't. I promise," he growls.

Then he leans in, his lips only a breath away from mine. My breathing quickens as I stare into his dark eyes, feeling my fingertips tingling, itching to touch him.

I hold them back.

"Let me make this clear beforehand. There will be no penetration. But you'll get your pleasure... do you understand?" he murmurs, his breath hot against my skin.

My breath hitches, but I give a shaky nod, anticipation already pulsing through my veins.

A flicker of hesitation crosses his eyes, and his jaw clenches. "You are sure this is what you truly want?" He asks, his voice a low rumble.

"Yes...please... " I whisper, feeling my muscles tense, hunger already pulsing through my veins. He nods once, the hesitation in his eyes clearing like it was never there.

"Now... relax for me..." he growls.

I nod, take a deep breath, and feel the tension drain out of me.

He takes a step back, increasing the distance between us, and Draven slides right in, pinning me against the shelf, his eyes already smoldering with want and lust.

For a split second, i stare back at him, feeling my blood roar in my eyes, before reaching in, trying to close the distance.

Draven doesn't let me. His hands reach for my chin, holding me in place as he slams his lips against mine, drawing a startled gasp from my lips.

My eyes widen in shock before they flutter closed, my hands reaching to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

He growls into my mouth, angling his head as he kisses me deeper, his tongue delving deep into my mouth, tasting, exploring, claiming. Every thought in my head melts away like snow under the sun; all that matters is his mouth on mine, the heat of his skin pressed against my body, and the need pulsing through my veins.

His kisses soon grow possessive, his hands trailing down my sides, settling on my hips as he holds me in place, plundering my lips with renewed ferocity.

I moan into his mouth, but even that is swallowed by the kiss, every breath in my lungs forced out as he takes it for himself. Only when my lungs begin to scream for air does he pull back to let me breathe, his teeth still nipping at the bottom of my lips, his gaze stormy as he stares at me.

"Was that good enough for you, or do you want more?"

I gasp, my body vibrating with want now. "You know that's not enough. Not nearly enough."

Draven gives me a devious smirk, then resumes kissing me once more, this time harder than the last, a collision of teeth and tongue.

In that moment, Kairos slips behind me, helping to undo the fastenings and binds of my gown; I squirm, feeling the dress collect at my middle, my breasts nearly exposed to the air.

Oh heavens... both brothers have plans of ruining me today.