All Chapters of Claudius, a Delta's fight for Love: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Dominic's POVI watched the asshole motion me forward with his fingers like I was a fucking dog. I felt a slight ache in my chest, and I wanted to rip his head off. I hear my steering wheel creek and let go, not wanting to destroy another one. I climb out of the car and approach the asshole who thinks he's so fucking high and mighty with his Alpha blood."Get in!" The asshole demanded as he firmly pointed at the car. Everything about the jerk was demanding. His body language, and his voice that I wanted to rip out of his throat."Fuck you! Go back to the hole you crawled out of!" I said then turned to walk back to my car, but he grabbed my arm and turned me around.I growled as I clenched my fist."Get in the car now!" He demanded."And just who the fuck do you think you're talking to? In case you forgot, I'm the Third in Command of this pack. Get the fuck off my property!"The Alpha growled as his hands clenched, and I fought the urge to kick him to the ground. That thought almost m

Third Person's POV Claudius' fingers lightly trail Ethan's face. Ethan's eyes slowly close as he feels the tingles dancing across his skin, causing his heart to beat faster. He feels the pull to Claudius getting stronger each day. He feels the warmth of Claudius's body, as he moves closer. He feels Claudius' breath fanning his face, and Ethan lets out a shaky breath as his eyes slowly open. Claudius' face was so close, but not close enough. It was like torture. Ethan wanted Claudius' lips on his, more than he wanted to breathe. "Kiss me!" Ethan whispered and Claudius's lips crashed to his. Lips crashed together as tongues tangled with one another. Ethan moans as his hand slides under Claudius's shirt and caresses his back. Claudius' left hand grips the back of Ethan's head, as his right squeezes Ethan's waist, pulling him closer. He steps forward, pushing Ethan back until his back hits the wall. Ethan moans as Claudius presses him against the wall, pressing their bodies toget

Third Person's POV Ethan slowly wakes up with his face resting on Claudius's chest and his lower half straddling Hughes. He blinks his eyes open and his eyes land on the Alpha's face that's turned toward Claudius. His eyes are still closed, and his lips are slightly parted. Ethan lifts his head and looks up at Claudius. He smiles when he sees Claudius is still sleeping. He looks so peaceful and so beautiful! Images of what happened last night flash in Ethan's head, and he blushes. He feels his cock twitch and stir to life when he remembers riding Claudius, and how amazing it felt. Ethan feels his cock throb when he remembers feeling Claudius cum inside him. He bites his lips and fights the urge to press his length against Hughes when he remembers the Alpha tasting his cum. 'Fuck!' Ethan thought, and gently pressed himself against Hughes and knew he had to do something about his issue down south. He lifted his head off of Claudius, and carefully tried to climb off his mates, wan

Third Person's POV Ethan lays on his side, sandwiched between his mates. His arms and legs wrap around Claudius as Claudius lays on his side facing him. Claudius watches Ethan sleep as he trails his fingers along his face. Hughes presses a kiss to the top of Ethan's head as he lays with his chest against Ethan's back. Hughes reaches up and tucks Claudius' hair behind his ear, before running his fingers along his jaw. Claudius' eyes moved from Ethan's face, to his Alpha's eyes. "He's okay, love." "I know. I just, it scared me. It was so hard to see him in pain like that." Claudius looks down sadly before looking at the Alpha again as Hughes begins speaking. "I know. It was hard for me too." Hughes moved his hand higher, cupping Claudius' cheek. "But you looked okay. I was freaking out, and you were so calm." Claudius' eyes searched the Alpha's for answers. "I looked okay, but on the inside, it hurt. My job is to hide how affected I am when it comes to you two. My job is to loo

James' POV It's been three days, and I'm surprised at how mild each episode has been for Sawyer. He hasn't had nearly as many as I did, and I haven't yet seen an episode last more than 15 minutes, which is a miracle. I had a few during the daytime, but they were mild. For some reason, it's the nighttime episodes that came on with a vengeance. Those were the ones that made it feel like you were dying. It felt like my soul was being torn apart each time, making me relive it all over again. My episodes ranged anywhere from 30 minutes, to an hour, with excruciating pain. But thankfully Sawyer's doesn't seem to be as painful. But it's a pain that I still can't bear to see him go through. There have been so many times I wanted to pull my shirt off and throw the gloves on the floor so I could hold him against my skin, and let him feel it. I know the moment he feels it, it'll take away his pain. But I know he still needs to mourn, and I'm afraid it's too soon for him. I'm afraid of th