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The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Suck me harder, love—just like that.
Amara's POV “Yes,” I breathed, no longer able to keep the pleading tremor from my voice. “I want to feel alive. I want to be yours.” He slid into me with one smooth thrust, filling me completely, his girth hitting spots Ryder hadn't, making me moan loudly. "Gods, you're dripping with him," he groaned, starting a rhythm that was faster, more playful than Ryder's—teasing pulls nearly all the way out, then deep pushes that slammed home, his balls slapping against my clit with each impact. One hand reached around to rub my swollen bud, circling in time with his thrusts, fingers slick with our combined juices. Caden knelt in front of me on the bed, his cock level with my mouth, thick and veined, the head flushed and leaking. "Open for me, Amara," he commanded softly, his eyes burning with desire. "Let me feel that pretty mouth while Jaxon fucks you." He threaded his fingers through my hair, guiding but not forcing. I obeyed eagerly, taking him in, tongue swirling around the head, savor
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast So wet for us already.
Amara's POV The triplets worshipped, healed, and reclaimed me with every touch: gentle as a promise, fierce as an oath. Slowly, methodically, their hands worked down my body, removing every barrier between us. Ryder hooked his fingers into my panties, sliding them down my legs with reverent care, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight of me, bare and wanting. "Look at you," he breathed, voice hoarse. "So wet for us already. So ready." He tossed the fabric aside, where it landed on the floor with a soft thud, forgotten.Jaxon leaned down, his mouth replacing Caden's hands on my breasts. He took one nipple between his lips, sucking gently at first, then harder, tongue flicking in rhythm with Ryder's fingers. "Tell me how that feels," he demanded softly, pulling back to blow cool air over the wet peak, making me arch and cry out, my back leaving the mattress."Amazing," I panted, my hands fisting in his hair. "More... please, Jaxon." The bed dipped as he adjusted, his body pressing
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Please—don't ever stop.
Amara's POV Three pairs of hands mapped my body—tentative at first, as if afraid I might shatter under their touch. Ryder's fingers skimmed my arms, tracing the faint bruises left by Eli's grip, his touch feather-light, almost reverent. Jaxon knelt beside me on the bed, his palms sliding up my sides, bunching the fabric of my torn dress as he went, his breath hot against my skin. Caden, ever the steady one, positioned himself behind me, his large hands settling on my hips, pulling me gently against him so I could feel the solid wall of his chest through his shirt."Amara," Ryder whispered, his voice rough with emotion, eyes locking onto mine. They were storm-dark, filled with a mix of fury and tenderness that made my stomach flutter. "We almost lost you tonight. I can't... I won't let that happen again." His hand cupped my cheek, thumb brushing away a stray tear I hadn't realized had fallen, the firelight reflecting in his gaze like embers.I leaned into his touch, my own hands reach
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast Do you want us closer?
Amara's POV Ryder’s steady heartbeat drummed beneath my ear—a slow, thunderous echo anchoring me to the earth, to this moment, to them. Each breath I drew grew deeper, the splinters of panic slowly easing, replaced by the solid warmth of the three bodies pressed around me. Night’s chill was relentless, gnawing at my bare skin, but between their muscled limbs, I was cradled in living heat.The triplets surrounded me in a loose circle, their nearness careful, reverent—a silent question on each of their faces: Are you sure? Do you want us closer? They shifted just enough to shelter, but not to smother. Even after tonight—*especially* after tonight—they made it clear that my consent was the only law in this circle.I lay still, letting the soundscape of the forest—crickets, the distant coughing bark of some far-off animal, the soft lap of water at the lake’s edge—bathe away the harsh remnants of Eli’s hands and words. The memory lingered: the brutality, the violation, the way my wolf sna
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast “You left me, Eli! You broke me! And now—”
Amara’s POVThe lake shimmered beneath the moon, a black mirror strewn with silver, every gentle ripple catching the light and throwing it softly across the midnight hush. A chill breeze stirred the branches overhead, leaves whispering secrets to the water. The air, crisp and damp, tasted like promise and melancholy. I knelt at the edge, dipping my fingers into the glassy surface, feeling the cold bite clear through me—a shock to cut through the restlessness clawing at my soul.I’d tried to busy myself all evening: wandered the gardens, idled in rooms I never used, listened to clocks tick in distant halls. But it was useless. With the triplets gone to the pack's emergency council, this place—the grand mansion, the forest, even the moon itself—felt empty, too quiet, too vast. The bond, our bond, pulled tight and hot, coiling inside me like a live wire. It hurt, this waiting. It hollowed me, made me ache in places I hadn’t known existed until I met them.I sighed and hugged my knees to
The Triplet Alpha's Outcast “Do you two have any shame?”
Ryder 's PoV Amara squeaked, half mortified, and shoved weakly at my shoulder. I groaned, settling my face into the curve of her neck, breathing her in one last time as the spell broke. “Do you two have any shame?” Caden asked, an arch smirk dancing across his mouth as he strolled casually inside. I reached out, bracing myself on the mattress, and shot him a wicked smile. “Not when it comes to her. You’d know if you ever let yourself have a little fun before noon, brother.” Amara’s cheeks flamed, and she hid her face in the pillow, mumbling, “You are both impossible.” “Correction,” Caden intoned smoothly as he perched on the edge of the bed, one hand coming to rest atop her ankle, “all three of us, I think. And I’d count Jaxon, if he wasn’t still dead to the world somewhere.” Despite her best efforts to look scandalized, Amara’s eyes gleamed with laughter, her mouth curling at the edges. “If you two keep ganging up on me every morning, I might start locking the door,” she
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