Mated to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 61: Shatter For Me

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

Lucas paced at the foot of my bed, his jaw clenched tight as he watched me writhe in agony. The heat inducer was ravaging my system, turning my blood to fire and my core into a pulsing, aching void that demanded to be filled.

“Matilda says there are only two options,” Lucas announced, his voice strained. “Either we wait it out, which could last up to twenty-four hours with this much pain, or...”

“Or what?” I gasped, clutching the sheets as another wave of burning need crashed through me.

Lucas looked at his brothers, then back to me. “Or we help you through it.”

“Help me,” I begged without hesitation. My pride was long gone, replaced by desperate, primal need. “Please, I can’t take this.”

“Are you sure?” Liam asked, his eyes filled with concern. “You’re not thinking clearly right now, Hazel.”

I grabbed his hand, pulling him closer. “I’ve never been more sure of anything. I need you. All of you.”

The triplets exchanged looks, having a silent conversation with their eyes. Finally, Lucas nodded.

“We’ll help you,” Lucas said firmly.

Levi went to close and lock the door while Liam sat beside me, brushing sweat-dampened hair from my face. His touch sent sparks across my skin.

“I’ll go first,” Liam said softly.

I nodded frantically, already tugging at my clothes. Everything touching my skin felt unbearable.

Liam’s warm hands replaced mine, carefully lifting my top over my head. Cool air hit my heated skin, bringing momentary relief.

“You’re so beautiful,” Liam whispered, his eyes darkening as he gazed at my exposed chest.

Lucas and Levi stood back, giving us space but watching with intensity that made my heart race even faster.

Liam’s fingers trailed down my sternum, leaving goosebumps in their wake. When he reached the waistband of my shorts, he hesitated.

“Please,” I whimpered, lifting my hips in silent invitation.

He hooked his fingers into the elastic and slowly pulled down, taking my underwear with them. I was completely bare before him now, my skin flushed pink with heat and desire.

“I’ll make you feel better,” Liam promised, his voice husky as he quickly stripped off his own clothes.

My eyes widened at the sight of his naked body. He was magnificent—all lean muscle and smooth skin. And he was ready for me, very ready.

Liam positioned himself between my legs, his hands gently spreading my thighs. “I’ll go slow.”

“Don’t,” I gasped, reaching for him. “I need you now.”

He leaned down, capturing my lips in a surprisingly tender kiss that contrasted with the urgency of our situation. His tongue swept into my mouth as his hand slipped between us, finding me hot and beyond ready.

“So wet,” he groaned against my lips. “All for us?”

“Yes,” I panted, arching into his touch as his fingers explored my slick folds. “Please, Liam.”

He aligned himself with my entrance, his eyes locked on mine as he slowly pushed forward. The stretch was intense, but the relief was immediate. My wolf howled in satisfaction as he filled me completely.

“Gods, Hazel,” Liam moaned, his forehead pressed against mine as he held still inside me. “You feel amazing.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him to move. The heat still burned through my veins, but now it felt good—like a delicious fire spreading pleasure instead of pain.

Liam began to move, his thrusts slow and measured at first. Each drag and push sent waves of ecstasy through my body, easing the terrible ache of the heat.

“More,” I begged, digging my nails into his shoulders. “Harder, please.”

He complied, picking up the pace and driving into me with more force. The bed creaked beneath us as our bodies moved in perfect rhythm.

I was vaguely aware of Lucas and Levi watching, their breathing heavy, their eyes dark with desire as they waited their turn. The knowledge that they would all have me sent another rush of wetness between my thighs.

“She’s close,” Lucas observed, his voice tight with restraint. “I can smell it.”

Liam slid a hand between our bodies, his thumb finding the bundle of nerves at my center. He circled it expertly while maintaining his steady thrusts.

“Let go, Hazel,” he encouraged, his lips brushing my ear. “Come for me.”

The pressure that had been building inside me suddenly burst. I cried out, my back arching as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Liam grunted, his rhythm faltering as my inner walls clenched around him.

“I’m right behind you,” he gasped, thrusting once, twice more before burying himself deep inside me with a groan. I felt the warmth of his release, and my wolf purred with satisfaction.

For a few blissful moments, the burning heat subsided. Liam collapsed beside me, pulling me against his chest as we caught our breath. But all too soon, the fire began to build again, my skin prickling with renewed need.

“It’s starting again,” I whimpered, squirming against Liam’s body.

“My turn,” Levi announced, already naked and ready. He approached the bed with a predatory gleam in his eyes that made my heart race.

Unlike Liam’s tenderness, Levi’s hands were possessive as he pulled me away from his brother. He flipped me onto my stomach in one swift move, pulling my hips up while my chest remained pressed against the mattress.

“I’ve wanted you like this for so long,” Levi growled, his palm smoothing over the curve of my rear. “Gonna make you forget your name, love.”

I gasped when his hand came down in a light smack against my sensitive skin. The sharp sting only intensified the throbbing between my legs.

“Please, Levi,” I begged, pushing back against him.

He leaned over me, his chest pressing against my back as his lips brushed my ear. “So impatient. I like that.”

His hand slid around to cup my breast, pinching the nipple just hard enough to make me moan. His other hand traveled down my stomach to slip between my thighs, finding me still slick with desire and Liam’s release.

“So ready for me,” he purred, his fingers sliding through my folds. “But I want to taste you first.”

Before I could process his words, he’d flipped me over again and was settling between my legs, his shoulders spreading my thighs wide. The first swipe of his tongue against my core made me cry out, my hands flying to his hair.

“Levi!” I gasped as he devoured me with hungry enthusiasm. Where Liam had been gentle, Levi was ravenous, licking and sucking as if he were starving and I was his feast.

Lucas moved closer, sitting beside my head on the bed. His hand brushed my cheek, turning my face toward him. “You’re doing so well, Hazel,” he murmured, his eyes dark with desire. “You look so beautiful like this.”

Levi’s tongue delved inside me before returning to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves that was already swollen from my first climax. He added his fingers, curling them upward to hit a spot inside me that had me seeing stars.

“That’s it,” he encouraged between licks. “Give it to me, Hazel. Come on my tongue.”

I was teetering on the edge, my second orgasm building rapidly under Levi’s skilled mouth, when suddenly he pulled away. I whimpered at the loss, my hips lifting in search of his touch.

“Not yet,” Levi smirked, rising to his knees between my spread legs. “I want to feel you come around me.”

He positioned himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his hardness brushing against my sensitive flesh. Slowly, inch by delicious inch, he began to push inside. He was thicker than Liam, stretching me in a way that balanced perfectly between pleasure and pain.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Levi groaned, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. “So perfect for me.”

As he seated himself fully inside me, our gazes locked. The playful glint in his eyes was replaced by something more intense, more primitive. He pulled back slowly, almost withdrawing completely before slamming back in with a force that made the headboard bang against the wall.

“Oh god,” I cried out, clutching at the sheets as he set a punishing pace. Each powerful thrust drove me higher, the fire in my blood singing with each drag of his hardness against my walls.

“You like it rough, don’t you?” Levi grinned wickedly, grabbing my leg and hooking it over his shoulder to change the angle. “I can feel how wet you’re getting.”

The new position allowed him to hit even deeper, reaching places inside me that I never knew could feel so good. My eyes rolled back as pleasure built to almost unbearable levels.

“Look at me,” Levi commanded, his hand coming up to grip my jaw. “I want to see your eyes when you shatter for me.”