The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 165: At His Door

Ethan’s POV

​I stood at the edge of the bed, my cock twitching under the new layer of latex, fueled by a dark, relentless adrenaline. This wasn’t just sex; it was an execution of my old self. I grabbed her ankles and yanked her body toward me until her ass was hanging off the edge of the mattress.

​"Wrap your legs around me," I ordered.

​She obeyed instantly, locking her ankles behind my lower back. I stepped into her, the head of my cock stretching her open before I slammed home. I didn’t just enter her; I invaded her. The force of the impact made her upper body bounce on the bed, her breasts swaying violently as she let out a shattered, breathless scream.

​I began to fuck her with a raw, savage intensity, my hands gripping the underside of her thighs so hard my knuckles turned white. Every thrust was deep, bottoming out against her cervix with a dull thud that I could feel in my own bones. I wanted to be so deep inside her that there was no room left for the ghost of Scarlett to breathe.

​"Fuck, you’re so deep... you’re stretching me so much," she whimpered, her fingers clawing at the silk sheets.

​I didn’t slow down. I increased the pace, my hips moving in a blur of friction and wet heat. The sound was filthy—the loud, wet slapping of my groin against her ass and the high-pitched keening coming from her throat. I reached down, my hand finding her clit and pinning it against my pubic bone as I drove into her, grinding my weight forward with every agonizingly perfect stroke.

​Her pussy was soaking wet, creamed with her own lust and the friction of our bodies. I could feel her beginning to tremble, her internal walls spasming and tightening around me in a desperate, rhythmic grip.

was inches from hers. I wanted her to see the emptiness

violent, hitting her G-spot over and over again. She began to wail, her body jerking under mine as she hit a massive, toe-curling climax. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice, milk-warm and pulsing, trying to draw the

too much. I felt the pressure in my gut explode. I didn’t pull out. I drove into her one last time, pinning her legs against the bed as I let out a guttural, animalistic roar. I came so hard it felt like my soul was leaving my body, my cock pulsing inside her as I filled the condom to its

air. The room smelled of sweat, latex, and raw, meaningless sex. Slowly, I pulled out, the wet shlick

the condom, and turned on the shower. As the hot water hit my skin, I tried to wash away the feeling of her—and the feeling of Scarlett. But as the steam filled the room,

I walked back into the room, a towel wrapped around my waist, the steam from the shower still clinging to my skin. The young lady was already dressed, smoothing out her skirt as she stood by the bed. She turned to me with a smirk, her eyes

dropping to a seductive tone. She stepped closer, her gaze settling on the ink across my chest and arms. "You’re a wolf, right? I can feel

I didn’t answer. I didn’t want to talk, and I certainly didn’t want to be analyzed. I walked to my dresser, pulled a thick

me, shaking her head. "No... it wasn’t about the money, Alpha. You know

I said, my

of the notes. "Seems like you’re on a business trip here. If you don’t mind,

not needed," I replied, turning away to grab a shirt. "Because

looked genuinely disappointed, her shoulders slumping for a split second before she regained her composure. She walked toward the door, stopping just before the handle. She turned back one last time, her eyes narrowing as she looked at my