Fated to the Alpha–And His Triplet Brothers

Chapter 75: Beg for it

*~ Caspian’s POV~*

"Beg for it, my dear," I whispered, my lips brushing her ear, my breath ghosting across her skin.

She shivered...Good. She was close. So damn close.

Her body told me everything her mouth refused to say...how badly she wanted this. Her pupils dilated, her breathing uneven. I could see it in her eyes... the desperation, the vulnerability. The part of her that was still alive underneath all that numbness.

I was this close to breaking through.

But just when I expected her to snap to crumble and fall into me..she smirked.

"Guess I’m not the only one who’s desperate," she purred.

My gaze followed hers, dropping to the massive bulge straining against my pants. The outline was blatant. Thick. Veined. The shape, the tip everything visible even through layers of fabric.

And then... she laughed.

"Looks like it’s your turn to beg, Caspian." free\NovelFire.c o(m)

She stepped back, cocking her head, lips curling into a sinful smile. "We’re both starving. Why pretend? Let’s stop playing savior and sinner. Let’s just—" her voice dropped lower, hungrier, "blend the desperation away."

And with that, she slowly slid her panties down.

My breath caught as they peeled off her thighs, soaked and glistening with her arousal. She stood fully bare now completely naked. Glorious. Shameless.

Then she turned, flashing me a devilish look over her shoulder.

"Your turn, Caspian. Take it all off... and I’ll turn it on."

I swallowed hard. My heart pounded like thunder in my chest—but I mirrored her energy. Cool. Controlled.

"Sounds like a deal." I shrugged.

First came the shirt. Then the pants. And finally—my boxers.

My cock bounced free, already painfully hard, veins thick and pulsing, head flushed and dripping. Her eyes widened for a split second before she masked it with a slow, predatory grin.

"Good boy..." she purred.

She began strutting toward me, hips swaying, breasts rising and falling with every breath. But just before her fingers could wrap around me, I caught her wrist. Tight. Firm.

My wolf howled inside me, furious, clawing to be let loose. But I held. NovelFire

growled. "Turn it on.

darkly, not phased

hero?" she murmured, then leaned in, lips brushing mine. "Why don’t you listen

she

Hard.

a grunt, but before I could recover, she was crawling

and she let out

so big. So

slowly...deliberately...as her gaze met mine, daring, unbroken. I could feel it..the war between lust and logic, the pressure mounting like a storm

then...just like

tip to the base,

that it wiped out every lingering doubt, every shard of guilt I was

was warm. Wet.

exactly how to break me. My back arched instinctively as

she didn’t stop

her right hand cradled and rolled my balls, gently tugging, massaging, making my

pleasure surged upward hot and dizzying...making my vision blur. My mouth parted but no sound came, just a gasp that felt ripped

around my tip again

Lightning.

like she struck my entire

was good. Too good. Too fast. How the hell did she get this

her lips and my slicked length. Then her hands took over—small, soft, perfect—sliding up and down with practiced ease. My precum mixed with her spit, turning her hand into the perfect

I groaned.

"Fuck..."

whispered, her voice warm and wicked, "Say it again. Moan for me, Caspian.

in my ear, her words stroking something deeper than

snarling just

away. And then...gods...she

All of me.

stop. Her head bobbed up and down, slow at first, then deeper, faster. Her hands never stopped moving!one on

them softly.!Electricity. Pure

shot through

I groaned, the words tumbling out of my mouth like a prayer.

said it right. I wasn’t sure if it came out

wrapped around me, and

on

moment she said it,