Chapter 111 Chapter 111

Chapter 111 Chapter 111
Elorai.

I stir slowly, my consciousness rising from sleep like something wading through warm water.

Something feels wrong.

Or maybe not wrong.

Different.

A soft breath slips from my lips as I shift beneath the blankets. My body feels unusually warm, a sharp contrast to the cool air brushing against my skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

The sheets are tangled around my legs as if I had spent the night tossing and turning.

I frown, blinking sleep from my eyes.

Where the hell am I?

The room is dim, moonlight spilling through the curtains. The alphas aren't in bed with me.

I raise myself to a seated position, absentmindedly scratching my arm. My skin tingles faintly, every brush of fabric suddenly too noticeable.

My skin begins to perspire, my breathing becoming heavier as seconds tick by.

I swallow, my throat suddenly feeling too dry.

Why does everything feel so... sensitive?

The second I have that thought, a wave of heat rolls through me. A soft gasp escapes me before I can stop it.

My heart begins to drum against my ribcage, dread mixing with arousal.

Oh no.

My fingers tighten in the sheets.

It can't be...

My heat is here.

The air in the room has changed.

My scent is thicker now, curling through the space like invisible smoke.

My body burns, the shirt I have on feeling like sandpaper against my skin. I just want to rip it off.

I try to drag in air, but it only arrives as wheezes.

My skin feels like it's being pierced by a thousand tiny needles, so painfully uncomfortable.

I am just about to call for help when the door swings open, a figure standing in the doorway.

“Elorai?” a voice speaks before it quickly transforms into a growl, so raw and animalistic that a shudder runs through my spine.

Eyes glimmer in the dark, and a nervous flutter fills my chest as I see the knowledge reflected in that gaze.

They know.

My heat has begun.

They all rush toward me, crowding me in an instant, their presence a welcome addition.

I scramble toward them, falling into Lucas's outstretched arms, my body trembling as the waves gather beneath my skin.

A low growl spills from his lips, his nose flaring as he inhales my scent deep into his lungs, but his grip tightens on me, soothing and reassuring.

Sweat drenches me, my clothes sodden and clinging to me. I burn. I burn so badly.

“How do you feel?” Lucas asks, pulling me back so he can stare down at me.

I shiver, soft whimpers slipping from my lips, fire sizzling through every part of my body.

“Hot... Feverish,” I choke, subconsciously reaching for him. “I need you... I need you, please...” I rush out, panting.

“I know, honey... I know, honey...” he coos, pushing my hair away from my sweat-slicked face, a hand wrapping around my waist, grounding me.

For some strange reason, they hesitate instead of pouncing on me like I expect them to.

A wave rolls through me, and I scream out. This one is stronger than I've ever felt before.

My thighs press together instinctively, yet I feel wetness dribbling down them.

I lose my patience, pressing my body flush against him. “Please, don't make me suffer. I need you,” I plead, my voice trembling.

Lucas places a hand on my chin, slamming his lips against mine.

I gasp into his mouth, but soon wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me, filled with the intense urge to disappear into his body.

He tightens his arms around my waist, his tongue plundering into my mouth, tasting and exploring, stealing my breath and soul.

Another pair of hands reaches for my clothes, ripping them clean off my body, my breasts spilling free.

They fondle and caress my swollen flesh, then take my hardened nipples between their fingers, teasing and pinching them, sending shock waves of sensation through my body, causing me to gasp into Lucas's mouth.

“Yes...” I hiss when I get the chance to breathe, my head thrown back in bliss as Lucas's mouth travels lower, peppering kisses all over my neck, jawline, and earlobe. “Yes, more...”

I shudder, a different kind of heat pooling between my legs.

The inferno burning through me has eased now, simmering just beneath my skin, but it's not enough. I need so much more.

Pulling away a bit too soon, Lucas glares at me, his pupils dilated, filled with desire, lust, and a dozen other emotions I can't quite name.

“Fuck... You're even more desperate now. Hold on,” he says, pulling away from me.

I whimper from the loss of him, my body burning once more, but Knox wraps his hands around me and that seems to calm me down for a beat.

When Lucas returns, he's handing out things from a tiny bottle to all the alphas, as well as syringes.

“What are those?” I manage to say, keeping my voice level.

“Antidotes...” Lucas answers, his voice surprisingly calm. “If we're going to be bonding with you tonight, we should be taking precautions.”

“Don't want you almost ending us with your blood,” Knox murmurs behind my ear, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek.

“Oh...” I trail off, watching them as they draw the contents of the bottle into the syringes and inject themselves with it.

I manage to stay put until they are done, but soon enough they are upon me again, with Lucas kissing me senseless while the others continue caressing my body, drawing sighs and moans from me.

Lucas's hands travel lower, getting between my legs, and he groans as he sees me soaked and dripping.

“Fuck... You're leaking like a spring here,” he murmurs against my lips, scooping some of my essence and bringing it to his mouth, licking it clean.

My face burns, a gasp stuck in my throat as I watch him do that.

“Sweet like sin...” he growls, something devious flashing in his eyes. A full-body tremor rolls through me and my hunger spikes even higher.

“Maybe I should mark you right there...” he growls, spreading my wetness all over my sensitive folds.

I moan, my back arching involuntarily. The mental images from his words threaten to undo me, making my pussy spasm and spill more wetness all over his hands.

“Lucas...” I breathe, grinding against his fingers.

“I know, I know... You need us. We'll be with you in a minute. But first...” He pauses, cocking his head to the side.

“On your knees, legs spread.”

I obey, positioning my body exactly as he has said, my breathing labored.

He drags his gaze all over me before moving to my front, doing a quick work to remove his pants and pull out his bulging arousal.

My mouth waters at the sight, the scent hitting me like a bat to my face, and I have to bite my lips to stop myself from making keening sounds.