Mated to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 42: The Last Mark

(Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)

“They are caught up in work,” Liam explained. “Dad’s got them doing some extra paperwork, and I was the only one who could head off early.”

I nodded in understanding. Lucas surely had the bulk of the work, while Levi still needed to learn the ropes. It was understandable that they couldn’t leave early. Liam, on the other hand, had always been a fast learner.

Liam worked in silence. Once he was done applying the salve, I swallowed and said, “Liam, I’m sorry for flaring up at you about my parents.”

Liam didn’t respond at first. Instead, he pursed his lips before he stood up and led me to his room. He closed the door behind him with a quiet click. Silence surrounded us. I was perched on the edge of his bed. Liam, on the other hand, leaned against the door. He watched me as though I was going to vanish right before his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he said softly.

My eyes widened.

“For what?” I asked, even though I knew.

He exhaled. “For everything. For letting things get that far. For not showing up sooner. For not telling you everything about your parents when I should’ve.” He pushed off the door and crossed the room slowly. “For hurting you, Hazel, even when I didn’t mean to.”

I let his words settle, each one chipping away at something brittle inside me.

“I was angry,” I admitted. “At you. At Lucas. Even at myself.”

“You had every right to be.” He kneeled in front of me, his hands resting gently on my knees. “But I need you to know that I never stopped caring. Not even for a second.”

My throat tightened. “You investigated my old room,” I said. “You didn’t even tell me. I honestly even forgot about it.”

His lips twitched. “Well, I didn’t forget. We needed to investigate. What if they came back?”

His eyes darkened. “Annie and her friends left more evidence than they thought. And when I saw you today, standing there with food burning your skin and that look on your face... I think something inside me snapped.”

I reached out and touched his cheek, brushing my thumb against his jaw.

The last sliver of resentment cracked and fell away. The wall between us crumbled.

We were okay again. No, more than okay.

Something quickly overcame me. I leaned forward and kissed him.

Liam groaned when I climbed into his lap, his hands sliding up my thighs as he pulled me closer, grinding up into me like he couldn’t help himself. I arched into him, breath catching, lips parting under the pressure of his.

He tugged my hair and bit my bottom lip, sliding my shirt off with a low growl in his throat. His calloused hands brushed against my skin, causing me to purr in delight.

“Goddess, Hazel,” he murmured, voice rough, needy. “If only you know what you do to me.”

My skin burned everywhere he touched. It was as though he left a trail of sparks. My hands tangled in his hair, gently tugging. His mouth crashed back into mine, hot and demanding.

“Liam,” I whispered, breathless against his lips, “Can I mark you?”

His body stilled beneath me. He looked at me, eyes wide, then softened with awe.

“You want to?” he asked in surprise.

“I do,” I said, tossing the last of my clothing. “You’re the only one I haven’t. It feels unfinished.”

He cradled my face, thumb brushing my cheek. “I’ve wanted you to choose me... even before I knew. Before I deserved you.”

“Then let me mark you,” I said. “I want to show the world who you belong to.”

A low growl left Liam’s lips as he cupped the back of my head and closed the distance between us.

We didn’t even make it to the bed. He kissed me like he needed it to survive. Clothes disappeared between frantic hands and desperate mouths. His palms slid across my body like he already knew every inch but still needed to relearn it all over again.

He entered me slowly, groaning into my mouth as I gasped, arching, taking every inch. I rocked against him, and he thrust deeper. We quickly found a rhythm. My nails dug into his back, my lips against his throat.

His fingers found my clit, moving in lazy, knowing circles, and when he brought them to his mouth for a taste, I moaned into his kiss. A sinful sound left his throat.

My canines grazed his skin where the bond pulled strongest.

He flipped me over without warning, dragging me back onto him with a broken sound. “Now,” he rasped, voice shredded with need. “Please.”

I bit down. Liam groaned, low and guttural, hips stuttering as the mark sealed between us. The rush hit us both, sharp and euphoric, heat rolling through my veins.

“Fuck... Hazel...” he gasped. “You’re so tight.”

I cried out when he bucked his hips. He leaned over and kissed me, sealing my lips with his. His fingers returned to my clit, rubbing me as I groaned with impatience.

“I love you, Hazel,” he said, his voice breathy. I could tell he was close.

“I love you too, Liam,” I replied.

He continued to press kisses into the sides of my neck, licking the mark he gave me before sheathing himself into me.

I could not take much more. Just a few pumps later, I came undone, trembling as he pushed himself as far into me as he could, filling me with his seed.

By the end, we collapsed in a tangle of limbs and breathless kisses. He curled around me, his hand stroking lazy circles on my back, his chest rising and falling against mine.

“I’m yours now,” he said, voice hoarse. “Fully. Finally.”

“You always were,” I whispered, brushing a kiss to his collarbone.

His thumb traced lazy circles on my back.

We were whole now, and my wolf felt it too now that I had marked all my mates. Entangled in his arms, I drifted off to sleep.