The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 150: Taken

​Scarlett’s POV

​We both stayed still for a long heartbeat, letting the shock of the penetration settle. Leo let out a choked sob, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

​"I have you," he whispered, his voice broken. "I finally fucking have you."

​He paused, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze searching mine with a mix of desperation and care.

​"Are you okay, love?" he asked softly.

​I nodded, unable to find my words through the knot of emotion in my throat. I squeezed his shoulders, pulling him back down to me, needing him to know I was okay.

​Satisfied, he began to move.

​At first, it was slow, agonizingly deep grinds that made me see stars. Every time he pulled out nearly to the tip before sliding back in, I felt the friction ignite my pussy until the pain vanished, replaced by a roaring, pleasurable feeling. He was massive, filling me so completely that I felt every pulse of his cock against my inner walls.

​The pace quickened. Leo lost the battle with his restraint, his thrusts becoming hard and rhythmic, the sound of our skin slapping together raw and loud in the quiet room. I was tossing my head from side to side, my moans turning into high-pitched moans of pleasure as he hit a spot deep inside me that made my toes curl.

​"Leo!!" I screamed, my fingers digging into the muscles of his back, my nails drawing red crescents on his skin.

hammering into me, marking me with every stroke. I could feel the orgasm building, a tight coil in my gut

he commanded, his voice

kissed me, but it wasn’t the hungry, desperate kiss from before. It was soft, lingering, and tasted like a silent apology for every day we had spent

back, and for a terrifying second, I thought he was stopping. I hated the sudden coldness, my fingers

my arm into the pillows. I felt him settle behind me, his large, hot frame caging me in. He reached down, lifting

than before. I buried my face in the pillow to muffle a scream, my toes curling as he filled me to the very brink. Even though he was being careful, he was so big it felt like he was tearing through me all over again. The fullness

Scar," he rasped, his voice vibrating against

my back as his hands reached around to cup my breasts. He leaned down, his lips brushing

murmured, his hips grinding into mine with a slow, rhythmic possessiveness. "I refused to let them wash the scent of

into my skin as he pushed me to him. "I used to sit by your grave, Scar," he whispered, his voice cracking against my skin. "Every night for three years. I

was crying. "I’ve been a ghost for three years, Scarlett. Just a shell walking around, pretending to lead, pretending to be a husband to a woman I don’t want." He nipped at the sensitive skin of my shoulder, his

Liam and Leonard—flared up for a second, but it was quickly swallowed by the sheer intensity of Leo’s love. He was making me feel alive in a way I hadn’t felt since the day

sudden emptiness, before sinking back in with a heavy, grounding slam of

my trembling bottom lip. "You are my life. If this is a dream, I never want to wake up. I’ll stay here

in a way that made my entire world narrow down to the point where we were joined. His hand reached beneath me, his fingers finding my clitoris and beginning to play with it in perfect sync with every deep, grounding slide of his cock. The sensation was

body vibrating with the sheer force of his presence inside me. Just as the pleasure reached a pitch, Leo gripped my

red-rimmed and swimming with tears, yet

voice trembling as he held my

him I loved him too, but before the words could leave my throat, he drove into me again. I let out a broken moan, my eyes fluttering shut as he

stop moving; he kept that slow, rhythmic pace, marking me with every inch of his length. "I need you to hear this. I need you to know it’s never changed. I have been in love with you all my life, Scarlett. Every breath I’ve taken for twenty-five