"That's enough. We shouldn't be attacking each other. We're a team, a family. And together, we'll find a solution. But not while everyone is so furious. We all need to take a step back and cool off. Isabelle, when was the last time you had something to eat?"I gave a nonchalant shrug, not having prioritized eating since the attack had unfolded."Take your time, whip up something, and then we can start sorting this out," Malik offered with a reassuring tone.I nodded in agreement, though my restless energy couldn't be contained by merely sitting around. My actions had left a trail of consequences – angering my father, offending Malik, irritating Chase, and holding Tyler against his will in the basement. I couldn't help but feel like I was failing miserably as the alpha."You worry too much, babe," Malik comforted me, but it only amplified the guilt already swirling within me."I don't deserve your understanding. I've been behaving terribly ever since I saw Tyler again," I admitted, my
Isabelle’s Point of ViewI suppressed the urge to snap back at Chase, realizing that arguing with him wasn't what I needed right now. Instead, my focus shifted when the delectable aroma of vanilla and chocolate wafted through the air. My eyes landed on the plate of chocolate-chip pancakes he had made. "You made chocolate-chip pancakes," I exclaimed, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I paused to give him a quick kiss. But he wasn't content with just that.His tongue brushed across my lips, sending shivers down my spine, and his hands gently wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer until my hips nestled between his legs. Oh, damn.I could feel his impressive erection pressing into my belly, the heat of the moment threatening to overwhelm my senses. I loved it when Chase's desire matched my own, and the fact that our quarrels seemed to fuel his arousal didn't deter me in the slightest. We had a unique connection – we could be mad at each other and still find pleasure
Attempting to regain composure, I took deep breaths, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth, trying to steady my racing heart. But as I drizzled maple syrup over my pancakes, I couldn't help but feel torn between my physical cravings and the gravity of our current situation.Chase's playful actions only added to the dilemma, and I couldn't deny the allure of both his intimate touch and the delicious chocolate-chip pancakes before me. The sight of the syrup cascading over the sweet confection was enough to tempt anyone's senses.However, Malik's smug expression brought me back to reality, urging me to match his teasing demeanor. Determined not to be outdone, I decided to play along. With a sense of purpose, I picked up my fork, carefully impaling a few pieces of the delightful treat, and lifted it to my mouth in a slow, deliberate motion.Both Malik and Chase observed me intently, their eyes fixated on my every move. With a hint of mischief, I decided to push the bounda
As much as I craved his touch, Chase managed to summon the strength to break away, teasingly remarking on my habit of testing his patience. He playfully nibbled at my lips, making it hard for me to form coherent words. My breaths were shallow and uneven, and all I could do was surrender to the intoxicating sensations coursing through me.In a breathless voice, I replied, "Does it matter?" The truth was, I didn't know the exact answer myself. Our connection was electric, and the boundaries between pleasure and punishment seemed to blur in the heat of the moment.Chase's response was a mix of understanding and determination. He acknowledged that we both knew the inevitable outcome of our passion, leaving us with the question of how to proceed. His grip tightened on my hair, tilting my head to meet his intense gaze, filled with smoldering heat. The intensity of his stare matched the raw desire between us, and I couldn't help but wonder what path we would choose. The possibilities stretch
"What's it going to be, Isabelle?" Malik teased, his cocky grin only adding to the allure. "Do you crave Chase inside your ass or me in your mouth?"I quivered with desire, my heart pounding loudly in my ears. "You know I want both," I replied, my voice betraying my longing. The truth was, I craved the sensation of both of them pleasuring me simultaneously, driving me to heights of ecstasy that I couldn't even imagine. But it wasn't solely about the physical pleasure; it was the deep connection with both of them that made it so intoxicating. It was about the overwhelming sense of being desired and cherished by not one but two men who held my heart in their hands. The thought of experiencing their combined passion was almost too much to bear, but it was a craving that consumed me entirely.A deep, hearty laugh resonated from his chest, sending vibrations through my body. "You're absolutely right. I know all too well how much of a greedy girl you can be," Malik taunted playfully. "Now,
Chase’s Point of ViewI grappled to maintain control over the situation, but the rhythmic slurping noises Isabelle made and the succulent flesh displayed before my eyes teased and taunted me. What had initially been a playful exchange had taken a darker, more urgent turn, and despite not being the alpha male in this trio, Isabelle had an uncanny ability to awaken my primal instincts.My desires and needs merged into a tempest that churned relentlessly inside me, demanding that I claim her over and over again. This time, I yearned for something deeper, a connection that transcended the physical act of mating. Whether it was Tyler's unexpected arrival or the profound impact of our bonding ceremony with Malik that triggered this profound change, I couldn't pinpoint the exact cause. Nevertheless, something profound had shifted, and I could no longer remain concealed within myself.The urgency to be intimately united with her surged uncontrollably, my yearning reaching a fever pitch. I let
"You've got him right where he wants to be, Isabelle. Now, focus on the underside with your tongue while you swallow around him. He's about to explode," I urged.Malik gave a low warning growl, but I paid no attention to it. I knew Malik deserved her full attention when he reached his climax, just as I expected the same when it was my turn. Isabelle skillfully followed my guidance, and Malik's hips bucked violently in response, thrusting forcefully as she pressed back against my erection. I clenched my teeth and took a deep breath, desperately trying to contain the overwhelming sensations coursing through my body with each movement she made.Sweat trickled down my face and chest as Isabelle's moans escalated into muffled cries. Malik's grip on her hair tightened, and he let out a cry of ecstasy as he lost the battle for control, releasing his seed into her eager throat.The anticipation had reached its peak, and without hesitation, I surged the rest of the way inside her, setting off
Isabelle’s Poont of ViewA strong sense of responsibility and an elusive feeling, which I hadn't quite identified, compelled me to descend the stairs. I couldn't ignore the persistent whimpering that echoed in my ears, and it pushed me to seek out Tyler. His desperate need to be close to me spoke volumes about his current state. If he had control over his faculties, he wouldn't be begging for my presence. But something had changed within him.The memory of that painful night resurfaced, catching me off guard and causing my steps to falter. It was the night when he rejected me. Standing in the woods under the rising full moon, I felt a surge of aggression unlike anything before, not realizing that it was the onset of mating heat. Fate had chosen the most inopportune moment to put me to the test, and I had faltered, unable to control the powerful forces at play.Each step I took towards him now, I felt a fresh wave of guilt mingled with anger surging through my core. Witnessing his vuln