All Chapters of Claimed By The Triplet Alphas : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Vespa Ziah's hug was comforting, soothing as a snug blanket on a chilly day. His arm encircled me, and I buried my face against his chest. "Let me make it up to you," he said, caressing the curve of my cheek with his fingers. Sighing with pleasure, I shut my eyes, enjoying his body against mine.This foolishness of mine was steering me towards trouble because I was tangled with not one or two boys, but three! If anyone had told me a month ago that I'd be caught up in a reverse harem web, lusting after three smoking-hot Lycans, I would have thought they were crazy and maybe laughed in their faces.Aware of our public setting and my need to maintain a respectable image, I pulled away from him. But I felt the absence of his warmth even though I pretended to be unaffected. "Where should we go?" he winked, with a charm and sultry drawl that could put most girls right off balance."Can you ride a horse?""Nope. Not my thing.""Great! I'll teach you. I know the perfect place."We headed o

Kai's POV My response to Vespa's victory didn't sit well with her, judging from the flatness of her tone. I realized my foolishness when she ended the call, and I wished I'd let some excitement color my voice.The past week had been fucking hectic as we'd been trying hard to secretly observe every corner of the school, from student associations to tutoring sessions to student events to undercover clubs seeking witches among humans. My life revolved around unmasking the culprits behind my parents' deaths. I'd gladly die rather than let them go scot-free. All I wanted was to find the bloody occult group and crush their cauldrons and fucking crystal balls."Kai, focus Our progress is slow moving," Oscar pulled me closer to get my attention. We were in the surveillance station by the main gate. Oscar, who was very friendly, had made friends with Pablo, a pudgy baldhead, the chief security officer, and so we used the golden opportunity to gain access to the security system, where we moni

VespaThey say the morning after sex can have two results: go great or suck horribly. Mine was so great that I woke up with a buzz of satisfaction—a relaxed and contented sort of feeling settled over me. Kai was a genius who knew how to satisfy a woman's needs in the most pleasurable way. I loved having sex and wasn't ashamed of it, but Kai paid extra attention to my body to make sure it was on fire with pleasure and a soul-shattering orgasm that robbed me of all my senses.In summary, it was a hit with the equivalent of a giant hammer. Adjusting my eyes, I smiled when I noticed him heading towards the bed with a tray of food. My chest gave a little twist with delight. Kai had nothing on but gray pajama bottoms that showed an outline of his morning wood.My gaze slid down from his dark hair, tousled from sleep, to the perfect pecs and sculpted torso, and back to his bright and playful gaze. "Morning, beautiful." His smile widened, and he placed the tray near my head on the nightstan

Vespa When Kai and I had sex, he fucked me thoroughly, but Zeke made love to me and worshiped my body like I was some exotic goddess. His kisses were soft and gentle, his touch tender but firm.His teeth grazed me here and there, taking his time to suck my nipples. I almost climaxed watching him nuzzle my sharp, peaked nipples like ripe berries.What we were doing was wrong, especially because my dad was lying in the hospital bed with tubes and wires attached to his body, but this was my coping mechanism, and I had no plans whatsoever of stopping until I came with soul-wrenching satisfaction.Raw passion and the need to look over both our bodies. His body fit mine perfectly, and my legs wrapped around his hips as he thrust in and out with precise rhythm. It felt so damn therapeutic, and I realized that there was no way back. I was consumed by greed and wanted three cocks for myself.Having multiple partners was never a fantasy for me in the past; in fact, I was disgusted about it unti

ZiahWhen Vespa got naked and her lips circled my hard shaft, my heart leapt like a child on Christmas morning singing Kumbaya. She was grieving, and even though it was mission impossible to keep my hands to myself, I couldn't bring myself to initiate any sexual activity. So imagine my excitement when, without asking, her gaze drunk me up when her mouth covered mine hungrily, hard and searching, more persuasive than she cared to admit. "Fuck me, Ziah."The softness of her lips sang through my veins, drugging me and demanding more. I eased the lacy cup of her bra, and my hand moved under her dress, exploring every part of her beautiful body. Her mind was exhausted, but her body was alive, running with sexual energy. I inhaled sharply when she twerked and worked me. "Baby," I groaned, gripping her ass and squeezing them until they turned red. The sexual beast in me, the one that made me want to be a master, roared in response, and my cock swelled. "Degrade me, Ziah. I know you want