The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 79: Emotions

Scarlett’s POV

​"Leo, please," I whimpered, not even knowing what I was asking for.

​He pulled back just an inch, his chest heaving, his face tight with the effort of holding his wolf back. "I want you, Scarlett. More than my next breath. But I won’t take you like this. Not on a cold rock, hiding like a thief."

​He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his breath hot and ragged. "When I make you mine, the whole world is going to know. I’m going to give you the moon and the stars, just like I promised when we were kids."

​But Zoe wasn’t listening to promises about the future. She wanted him now. I reached for his hands, guiding them to the clasp of my bra. With a deft flick of his fingers, he unhooked it, and my breasts spilled out into the biting mountain air. I gasped at the cold, but then his mouth was there, his hot tongue swirling around my nipple before he sucked the hard peak deep into his mouth.

​A bolt of pure pleasure shot through me. While he worshipped my chest, my hands moved to his waist. I fumbled with the button of his pants and slid the zipper down, reaching inside to find him. When my fingers wrapped around his thick, pulsing length, Leo let out a fractured moan against my skin. He was rock hard and scorching hot. I began to rub him, my palm sliding over the hard skin of his cock, and he groaned so loudly it echoed off the trees below.

​"Scarlett... fuck," he rasped.

against the flat stone. The rock was cold against my spine, but I didn’t care. I was staring up at the darkening evening sky, the stars just beginning to peek through the purple clouds. He pulled

felt it—the wet, rhythmic lap of his tongue against my entrance. I arched my back, my fingers digging into the moss on the rock as he

vibrate. With one hand, he reached up to play with my nipple, pinching the peak while his mouth worked magic below. I moaned loudly, the sound

a sudden, bold instinct took

and panting, his lips wet and his eyes dark with lust. I didn’t say a word as I moved onto my knees, my hair falling over my shoulders like a veil. I reached

do that," he said, his

the very tip, tasting the salty drop of precum already beaded there. Then, I took him into my mouth. I began sucking him like a lollipop, my tongue swirling around the head while I used my

keening sound. He reached out, his fingers tangling in my hair, but he didn’t pull me away. He thrust

he had driven me for the last two years. I increased the pace, my tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge of his head while my hand worked the length. I felt his entire body trembling beneath me, his muscles coiling like a

to steady himself. He was breathing so hard it sounded like a roar. While I kept him deep in my mouth,

He pressed his thumb against my clit while

hissed, the word more

his finger in a fast, rhythmic movement. The dual sensation was overwhelming—the taste of him in my mouth and the sharp, demanding stretch of him inside me. I arched my back, my fingers digging into his thighs as I tried to get more of him,