Resisting the Alpha Triplets by Cara Anderson

Ch. 57 Never Let You Go

Cary’s POV

I looked down at my gorgeous mate and a whirlwind of emotions rushed through me, making me gasp for air. Sex with someone I cared about was a foreign concept to me. But this was my mate and I’d never cared for anyone more.

Not that our mate bond was the determining factor. I’d wanted Mallory for as long as I could remember, and not just for one night. Looking back, that had terrified me a little. It had been easier to make her hate me than to finally have her in my arms just to lose when her I inevitably fucked it up.

But I wouldn’t fuck it up now. I couldn’t. Nothing in this life mattered to me and my wolf more than this woman’s happiness. I’d die before I hurt her again.

Mallory reached for me and I felt like my heart would soar right out of my chest. This stunning creature actually wanted me, needed me. That humbling thought almost brought me to my knees. Roan, on the other hand, was prancing around in my head like the conceited bastard he was.

I took Mallory’s hand and let her pull me down on top of her. Clay was stretched out beside her, kissing her cheek, her jaw, her neck. But I just stared at her in awe, taking in every detail and committing it to memory. The way the golden starburst in her eyes came to life, shining with desire. The way her skin flushed under my heated gaze and the perfect feel of her softness against all my hard lines and planes.

“Cary, Clay.” Mal whispered our names like a prayer, like her soul was empty without us to fill it.

I knew there was one other she needed as well, would never be whole without, but once again he wasn’t here. Clay and I would do our best to fill that gap and make sure he wasn’t missed.

“What do you want, little wolf?” Clay answered her call.

“You. I want both of you.” She replied breathily, press ing her lips to his.

My brother responded aggressively, capturing her face in his huge hands and attacking her lips like he was starving for her. I could feel everything he felt through our bond, could almost taste her on my tongue as his twined with hers. Fuck it was hot!

I rocked my hips against Mallory’s, grinding my hard length against her pussy while Clay swallowed her moans. My lips trailed above the neckline of her shirt, and I yanked it down to bare her marking spot to my mouth. She broke their kiss and cried out when I grazed it with my teeth and sucked hard.

“Cary! Yes! Oh fuck, Clay!” She moaned, and I didn’t have to look to know he’d found his own spot and was lavishing it with attention.

“You like that, darling?” I teased, running my teeth and tongue over the spot again.

“Yes!” The word came out as a squeal when Clay pinched her nipple through her shirt.

My eyes connected with my brother’s and he nodded in understanding. I knelt back on my heels, slowly peeling her pants down her svelte legs. Clay had much less patience, ripping her shirt at the seams and tossing it aside.

Mallory was spread out on the bed, all her dark hair cascading around her.

We’d left her in nothing but her white lace bra and panties, her luscious hourglass figure on display for us. Her nipples tightened, straining against the lace and an adorable flush traveled down her chest, disappearing between her perfect tits. I’d never seen anything so fucking sexy.

Clay groaned, stroking himself over his pants as he drank her in. I’d thought my own cock was hard before we’d undressed her but now, the voluptuous little vixen had me so rigid my dick felt like solid steel.

Lust for her burned like fire in my veins and I knew she could see it blazing in our eyes by the way she squirmed as we stared. Then Mallory whimpered, her wolf calling to her mates to satisfy her need, breaking the trance she’d held us in.

We both quickly shed the rest of our clothes and crawled to the head of the bed. Mallory’s eyes followed us and we beckoned her to join us. Clay and I reclined with our backs against the headboard and we settled Mal between us, reclining as well. Then we each took one of her legs and draped it over ours, knees bent and spread open wide for us.

Angling our bodies toward her, we caressed her inner thighs, relishing the little mewling sounds she made when we stopped just before reaching her pussy. Clay was leaving heated kisses on her shoulder and neck while I took her mouth in a steamy kiss.

The silk of her tongue sliding against mine and the satin of her skin under my fingertips was the most exquisite sensation. But then she reached over and wrapped her warm hand around my cock, stroking it gently, and I was sure I’d died and gone to heaven.

“Fuck, baby!” I grunted, breaking our kiss.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

My eyes dropped to where she worked my cock and her grip tightened under my gaze. She pumped my shaft faster, swiveling her wrist at the tip and I nearly came undone.

“Yes! Fuck! Just like that, darling.” I urged her on.

Clay’s identical groans told me he was receiving the same treatment.

Mal’s head fell back with a wanton moan and I turned to see Clay had pulled down her bra, exposing her tits. He was rolling and pinching a peaked, rosy bud, eyeing it like a priceless work of art. I licked my lips at the thought of flicking one of those hard little tips with my tongue.

As one, we bent our heads to suck on her tight nipples and knead her tits while she writhed between us. My hand found the lacy strap of her thong and pulled, tearing it from her body and baring her smooth pussy. Her panties were soaked as they came away in my hand making me ravenous for a taste of her.

“Cary! Oh Goddess!” Mallory cried when I released her tit, dragging her nipple between my teeth.

“What’s the matter, darling.” I teased, pinching her nipple again before dropping between her legs.

“I-, you, oh!” She stuttered when Clay twisted her nipple hard.

“Look at you, little wolf! Look how beautiful you are with your nipples so hard and your pussy drenched in slick for your Alphas.” Clay murmured to her. “So responsive. So fucking gorgeous.”

“But I need…” She trailed off, bucking her hips into my hand as I ran my fingers through her slippery folds.

“What do you need, darling?” I pushed.

“Use your words, baby girl.” Clay ordered, his hand joining mine to play in her juices.

“Please!” She whimpered needily. ” Please make me come!”

“Our pleasure, darling.”

I dove into her folds, licking and slurping up the sweet honey dripping from her. Clay slipped a thick finger inside her, pumping in slow, precise strokes meant to drive her crazy. From the sensual sounds pouring from her, it was clear he was achieving his goal.

“That’s it, baby girl. Ride his face. Fuck yourself on my finger. Use us for your pleasure.” He encouraged as she thrust wildly against me.

My lips closed around her clit, rolling the swollen nub under my tongue. I flicked and sucked at it in a rhythmic pattern just as Clay added a second finger, stretching her walls and curling his fingers to stroke her just where she needed it. We each tugged on one of her sensitive nipples and it was the last straw, pushing her right over the edge into orgasmic bliss.

A thin stream of liquid shot from her pulsing cunt, running down Clay’s hand. He withdrew his fingers, allowing me to shove my tongue inside her wet heat and lap up her cum while he circled her clit, prolonging her release.

“Mmm!” I moaned, enjoying every delectable drop.

“Clay, I can’t-” Mallory whined as he stroked her from one orgasm to the next.

“Yes you can, love.” He insisted. ” You’ll be done when I say you’re done.”

I let him wring another climax from her while I cleaned her with my tongue before rescuing her from the dominant asshole.

“I need to be inside her now, Clay!” I growled, effectively backing him off.

“Is that okay with you, little wolf?” He looked down at our mate, gauging her reaction. “You want my brother’s cock stretching your tight little pussy?”

“Yes, please!” She begged and he rewarded her with a gentle kiss.

“Good girl!” He praised huskily, his voice heavy with emotion. Mating our Luna was a huge step and I knew he’d been waiting for this moment just as long, if not longer, than I had.

I leaned back on my heels and pulled Mallory down so she could lay back on the bed. Clay stuffed some pillows behind her head, propping her up slightly and making sure she was comfortable. He knew I wanted to see her face when I entered her the first time.

I ran my hands up and down her legs, brushing her pussy lips with my thumbs on every pass, working her up until her slick leaked freely again. Her eyes were hooded with lust, her entire body flushed and the evidence of her desire for us coated her thighs. It was erotic as fuck!

My need for her was a physical ache, my cock angry and throbbing. But I needed her to know what this meant to me.

“Tell me again you want this, Mallory. Because this is it for me. If I mate you now, I’m never letting you go!”

Then I held my breath, waiting for her response.