The Triplet Alphas' Secret Mate

Chapter 170: His Plan

Leo’s POV

​I didn’t hold back. I withdrew almost all the way before slamming back into her with a force that made the headboard crack against the wall. Scarlett let out a broken, low-pitched cry, her legs wrapping around my waist to pull me even deeper.

​"Leo... yes... right there," she whimpered, her head tossing back and forth on the pillow.

​I picked up the pace, my thrusts becoming fast and rhythmic. Each hit was heavy and wet, the sound of our bodies colliding filling the small room. I watched her—the way her breasts bounced with every strike, the way her eyes rolled back into her head as I hit that sweet spot deep inside her over and over again. My wolf was howling, claiming her with every lunge, demanding that I leave my mark so deeply she could never forget the feel of me.

​I reached down between us, my thumb finding her clit again, grinding against it as I continued to fuck her. The combination was too much. Her internal muscles began to spasm, milking my cock with a fast, rhythmic suction that nearly pushed me over the edge.

​"I’m going to... Leo, I’m coming!" she screamed, her nails drawing blood as she raked them down my shoulders.

​"Come for me, Scar," I growled, my voice sounding like a beast’s. "Take it all."

​She shattered. Her entire body went rigid, her back arching off the mattress as a violent, pulsing orgasm took hold of her. She cried out my name, her face flushed and beautiful in the throes of pleasure. Watching her break like that was the final straw. I gripped her hips, my fingers bruising her soft skin, and delivered three more bone-deep thrusts before I followed her into the abyss.

​I groaned, a long, guttural sound of pure release as I came deep inside her. I felt my knot beginning to swell, locking us together, sealing the claim I had been starving for. I collapsed on top of her, my heart racing against hers, both of us drenched in sweat and gasping for air.

for our heavy breathing. For a few minutes, the prophecy, my brothers, and the danger outside didn’t exist. There was only the heat of her body beneath mine and the

of her neck, my teeth grazing the spot where my mark should be. "You aren’t going

I began to stroke her back in long, slow circles, my fingers tracing the

gears turning in her head, the weight of the prophecy and

for your thoughts," I murmured, my

a tiny, breathless sound. She tilted her head back to look up at me. I braced myself for the worry and the deep concern in her eyes, but I searched for something else. I looked for shame. I looked for the wish that this hadn’t happened. To my relief, there was no regret. She wanted this as much as I did, and that was the only thing keeping my wolf from losing

love?" I asked

at me, her brow furrowing. "Leo,

I said, playing dumb just to see her

huffed and hit my arm—a weak, playful strike. I chuckled, the vibration rumbling through my chest, and leaned down to press a soft

voice turning small and fragile. "This is serious. We can’t see each other again. We can’t keep doing

wave of panic. "If Leonard or Liam find out you’re here with me while they’re grieving and miserable... it won’t

of them. I found you once; I’ll find a way to keep you. I don’t

not just running from you. I’m running

of the prophecy and the fear in her eyes. I needed a

I said, already plotting in my head. I pulled her closer, forcing her to look at me. "If