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Chapter 63: A fling?

Autor: Naughtypen
last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-17 22:00:47

Serah

I woke with a jolt, heart hammering against my ribs like it was trying to escape the haze still clinging to my mind. The sheets were tangled around my legs, warm from the night before, carrying the faint scent of Dante—something earthy and steady that had wrapped around me like a promise. Last night hadn’t felt like a casual encounter. It had felt real. His hands tracing slow paths along my skin, the way his voice had dropped low when he whispered my name, the quiet laughter between breat
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  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   132: Epilogue

    Vincenzo DrakvolkFor the first week after everything ended, the air had been heavy—filled with quiet, with questions, with eyes that searched for reassurance even when no one spoke the need out loud. Wolves who had inhaled that poison had been unstable, their bodies rejecting what had been forced into them, their instincts struggling to find balance again. Some had collapsed. Some had raged. Some had simply gone silent.We did not allow chaos to take root.We contained it.We controlled it.We corrected it.Now, I watched as training resumed in the lower grounds, movements sharp again, disciplined. Guards rotated in calculated shifts. Messengers moved between sectors with purpose. The system had not broken.It had been tested.And it held.Footsteps approached behind me, steady, unhurried.I didn’t turn.“Report,” I said.Lorenzo came to stand beside me, arms crossed loosely over his chest, gaze following mine over the land. There was always a difference between us in moments like th

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   131

    VelariaI stood by the window of our room, watching the early morning light stretch across the pack grounds. The air was calm, almost too calm, as if the land itself was recovering from everything that had happened. Wolves moved about their duties in the distance, slower than usual, more aware, more careful. There were still guards posted at every corner, still patrols running through the night, but the tension had shifted. It was no longer panic.It was healing.Behind me, I heard movement. Soft. Familiar.I didn’t turn immediately.I just stood there, letting the silence breathe between us.“You’ve been up for a while,” Valentino said, his voice low, steady, still carrying that calm authority that had never left him—even when everything else had been falling apart.“I couldn’t sleep,” I replied, not bothering to hide it.That wasn’t new.Sleep had become something that came in pieces now. Short, shallow moments instead of rest. Every time I closed my eyes for too long, I saw it agai

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   130

    Dante The moonlight spilled across the private villa like liquid silver, painting the infinity pool and the surrounding tropical gardens in a soft, romantic glow. Three weeks of chaos had finally settled. Richard was gone, Valerie’s mother was responding well to treatment, and for the first time in months, I could breathe without the weight of duty crushing my chest.Tonight was ours.Serah stood on the wide terrace overlooking the ocean, the warm Lagos night breeze teasing the hem of her short, silky white dress. She looked ethereal — long dark hair cascading down her back, golden skin glowing under the moonlight, and those wide, expressive eyes that had owned me since the moment I first saw her.My Serah.I had waited long enough.I stepped behind her, sliding my arms around her waist and pulling her back against my chest. She melted into me instantly, a soft sigh escaping her lips as my mouth found the sensitive spot just below her ear.“Dante…” she whispered, her voice already br

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   129

    velaria Drakvolk:Three weeks had passed since everything changed.Richard was finally locked away where he could never touch our lives again, and Mom’s cancer treatments were finally showing real progress — the doctors were optimistic for the first time in months. The constant fear that had gripped my chest for so long had begun to loosen its hold. Tonight, for the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to feel light. To feel wanted. To feel utterly, deliciously owned.I lay sprawled across the enormous custom bed in our Lagos penthouse, the silk sheets whispering against my bare skin. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a glittering view of the city lights, but my attention was completely captured by the three men standing at the foot of the bed.My husbands. My triplets. Vincenzo, Lorenzo, and Valentino Drakvolk.They were identical in the way only triplets could be — tall, powerfully built, with the same sharp, aristocratic features, dark piercing eyes, and th

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   128

    Velaria POVThe smell hit me first.Not blood.Not smoke.Not even that sickening sweetness that had clung to everything for days like a lie refusing to fade.This was different.Clean.Sharp.Clinical.Antiseptic and alcohol and something faintly medicinal that settled into the back of my throat and stayed there.I stood just outside one of the recovery wings, my fingers curled loosely against my palm, watching as stretchers were wheeled past me one after another. Some of the children were awake now, their eyes wide and disoriented, clinging weakly to the hands of the medics guiding them. Others were still unconscious, their small bodies too still beneath thin blankets, machines already being set up around them before they were even fully inside the rooms.The mothers were worse.Not physically.Emotionally.Some of them cried without sound, lips trembling, shoulders shaking as they reached for their children the moment they were allowed close enough. Others didn’t cry at all—they ju

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   127

    Consciousness didn’t return all at once.It came in fragments.Sound before sight.Pain before memory.A low ringing pressed against the inside of my skull, dull and heavy, like something had struck me from the inside out. My body felt wrong—slower than it should have been, heavier, like I had been dragged through something thick and suffocating and only just pulled free. For a moment, I didn’t move. I stayed there, suspended between waking and whatever darkness I had been forced into, trying to piece together what had happened.Then I heard it.A strained breath.Not mine.Her.My eyes opened immediately.Velaria.She was on her knees a few feet away, her body trembling, one hand pressed weakly against her chest like she was trying to steady something that refused to calm. Her face was pale, lips slightly parted as she struggled to breathe through whatever the perfume had done to her system. There was pain there—raw and unfiltered—and the moment I saw it, everything else snapped into

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   Chapter 13: Dripping Juicy Cunt

    Valentino Drakvolk My fists clenched tight on my lap, knuckles whitening as the air in the room thickened with raw tension. The three of us sat there—me, Vincenzo, and the impulsive Lorenzo—each of us riding the edge of the mate bond like it was a goddamn whip cracking against our skin. Fuck, Vale

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-19

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   Chapter 12: Dripping for the Devils

    Valeria Mary stormI finished telling Serah the whole story—every raw, humiliating, exhilarating detail.From catching James buried inside another man, to the rain-soaked drive, the club, the moment three glowing-eyed alphas surrounded me and growled “mate” in perfect unison, to the way they claime

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-18

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   Chapter 10: Mummy… fuck… you’re so tight…

    SerahThe apartment felt wrong without Vel.Her mug still sat on the counter from three days ago. The throw blanket she always stole when we watched movies was folded wrong on the couch — my folding, not hers.Even the faint trace of her ex’s cologne lingered in the hallway like a bad joke. It made

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-18

  • The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us   Chapter 11: Great sex comes with good regrets

    Serah Warmth.Wet.Slow.That was the first thing that dragged me from sleep — a soft, insistent tongue tracing the seam of my folds like it had all night to learn every inch. No hurry. No roughness. Just long, deliberate drags from entrance to clit, flat and heavy, coating me in saliva and my own

    last updateÚltima atualização : 2026-03-18
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