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Then forget them, Alaric. Tonight, perhaps… I don’t want slow.
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2025-04-22 16:38:36
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate But we're not done yet, are we?
Elowen’s POV The firelight painted the scene with a primal intimacy, casting long, dancing shadows that intertwined our naked bodies on the thick fur rug. Alaric’s breath hitched as my gaze drifted lower, a silent invitation to shed the last vestiges of restraint. His molten silver eyes, no longer guarded, burned with a raw, untamed desire that mirrored the insistent thrumming in my own veins. My hands, emboldened by a newfound intimacy, moved with a slow reverence, tracing the sculpted lines of his chest, the tautness of his abdomen, the faint tracery of scars that whispered tales of battles fought and survived. Each touch was a silent exploration, a deepening of the connection that bound us. He watched me, his gaze unwavering, a low groan rumbling in his chest as my fingers finally reached the buckle of his belt, the small click echoing in the hushed room like a starting gun. His hands tightened on my hips, a silent plea for me to continue this intoxicating dance. With trembling
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-22The Triplet's Bullied Mate I want to lick your candy, Alaric.
Alaric’s POV The first rays of dawn, pale and hesitant, crept through the library windows, painting soft streaks of light across Elowen’s sleeping form. She lay curled against me, her head resting on my chest, her breath soft and even against my skin. The remnants of our passionate night still clung to the air, a heady mix of our mingled scents and the faint aroma of dying embers. A profound sense of peace settled over me as I watched her sleep, her usually fierce features softened in slumber, her lips slightly parted in a gentle smile. The weight of her in my arms felt like a privilege, a tangible manifestation of a desire I had held captive for so long. But the quiet contentment didn’t last. A familiar restlessness stirred within me, a deep-seated need to touch her, to feel her skin beneath my fingertips once more. The memory of her boldness last night, the uninhibited desire in her eyes, fueled a fresh wave of longing. As if sensing my gaze, her eyelids fluttered open, her emer
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate Looks like you two just had sex.
Elowen’s POV The warmth of the shower cascaded over my skin, washing away the lingering stickiness of our passion, but doing little to quell the lingering heat that still simmered beneath the surface. Alaric stood behind me, his hands gently soaping my back, his touch both familiar and newly intimate. The silence between us was comfortable, filled with the unspoken language of shared pleasure and a burgeoning tenderness. Every now and then, his lips would brush against my neck, a silent reminder of the night we had just shared, sending a fresh wave of shivers down my spine. Afterward, wrapped in thick, fluffy towels, we made our way to the dining hall. The aroma of freshly baked bread, sizzling bacon, and strong coffee filled the air, a stark contrast to the heady scent of our lovemaking that still clung faintly to our skin. The morning light streamed through the tall windows, illuminating the bustling activity as the others broke their fast. My heart did a little flutter as I sp
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate What is it, Theron? What’s changed?
Elowen’s POVThe unspoken tension from breakfast clung to the air as we made our way to the training grounds. The usual camaraderie felt muted, replaced by a subtle awareness of the shift in our dynamic. Alaric walked beside me, his presence a solid, comforting weight, our hands occasionally brushing against each other, a silent reassurance passing between us. Theron walked slightly ahead with Ranon, their conversation low and serious, their usual banter absent.The training yard, usually a place of vibrant energy and playful sparring, felt subdued. Even the younger trainees seemed to sense the undercurrent of unease, their movements less boisterous, their laughter less frequent.We paired off as usual. Alaric and I found ourselves facing each other, the familiar rhythm of our movements a comforting anchor amidst the lingering awkwardness. His gaze, though intense, held a tenderness that hadn't been there before, a silent acknowledgment of the intimacy we now shared. Our practice was
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate Different as in you now share a bed with him?
Elowen’s POVHe finally turned back to face me, his silver eyes shadowed, his expression a carefully constructed mask of indifference that didn’t quite reach the raw vulnerability I had glimpsed earlier. He ran a hand through his damp hair, the gesture betraying a hint of the inner turmoil he was trying to conceal.“What do you want me to say, Elowen?” he asked, his voice strained, the words clipped and precise. “That seeing you with Alaric… that it doesn’t affect me? That it doesn’t feel like a knife twisting in my gut?” The carefully constructed mask finally cracked, revealing the raw hurt beneath.My heart twisted at his words, a fresh wave of guilt washing over me. I hadn’t meant to cause him pain, but the complicated reality of my feelings seemed to inevitably lead to someone getting hurt.“I didn’t… I didn’t mean for things to happen the way they did,” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.He let out a short, bitter laugh. “Did you not? Because it certainly looked like you mea
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate Tonight, I’m gonna punish you hard, little witch, for making me feel this… this agony.
Elowen’s POV"I really love you, Elowen. And I can't live without you even for a moment." The raw honesty in Theron’s voice, the quiet acceptance of a painful truth, cracked something open within me. The dam of guilt and confusion that had been building for days finally broke, replaced by a surge of conflicting emotions – a deep affection for the man standing before me, a shared history that ran deeper than blood, and a profound sadness for the undeniable shift in our connection.Without conscious thought, I reached out, my hands finding the familiar contours of his face, my fingers tangling in the damp strands of his dark hair. And then, I kissed him.It wasn’t a kiss born of rekindled passion or a sudden surge of romantic love. It was a kiss of acknowledgment, a silent understanding of the profound bond we shared, a desperate attempt to bridge the chasm that had opened between us. It was a kiss filled with a bittersweet tenderness, a poignant expression of the deep affection that wo
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate Ranon, must you always be so... blunt?
Elowen’s POVThe first rays of dawn painted Theron’s room in hues of soft rose and gentle gold, illuminating the lingering warmth in the air and the peaceful stillness that had finally settled between us. I stirred in the tangled sheets, a soft smile gracing my lips as fragmented memories of the previous night flooded my senses.It hadn’t been the easy, familiar comfort I often found in Theron’s presence, nor the tender, profound intimacy I shared with Alaric. Last night had been different. Raw. Intense. A desperate, almost primal claiming that had somehow, paradoxically, felt like a deeper form of connection. It was as if, stripped bare of pretense and unspoken anxieties, we had finally touched a core of shared vulnerability, a fierce, undeniable bond that transcended the shifting tides of our romantic entanglements.I remembered the burning intensity in his silver eyes as he’d locked the door, the possessive hunger in his kiss that had chased away the lingering sadness. It wasn’t a
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-23The Triplet's Bullied Mate What about me, sweetheart?
Elowen’s POV The southern training court of the Academy held a hushed stillness, a stark contrast to the boisterous energy that usually permeated its grounds. The majority of the students had retreated for the evening, the clatter of dinner dishes and the murmur of tired conversations echoing from the mess hall. But I had sought out this quiet solitude, requesting a private training session with Ranon, a need that resonated deep within me, a yearning that went beyond the honing of my skills. The indigo of twilight bled across the vast expanse of the sky, the first hesitant stars beginning to prick the darkening canvas. A cool breeze whispered through the surrounding pines, carrying the faint, metallic tang of steel and the earthy fragrance of the evergreens – a scent that always felt intrinsically linked to the Academy, to the life we led, to Ranon himself. I adjusted the tight straps of my worn leather gloves, the familiar feel grounding me slightly as I waited, my heart a frantic
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-24
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The Triplet's Bullied Mate Not just with a bite, a physical claim.
Elowen’s POVThe sun, a molten orb of amber and gold, had just begun its slow descent below the jagged horizon, painting the western sky in fiery hues that bled into soft violets and deep oranges. The tall, arched windows of the triplets’ private quarters, a sprawling suite they had painstakingly personalized, cast long, dancing shadows on the ancient stone walls, the flickering light resembling the hushed whispers of old magic, secrets stirring in the very fabric of the mansion. I stood before the crackling fireplace, the warmth radiating against my back doing little to thaw the lingering tension that still coiled within me like a tightly wound knot after the day’s unsettling events.They hadn’t spoken much after Caelum’s unexpected appearance in the combat hall. Not in explicit words, at least. But their silent communication had been deafening. The way they walked closer to me than usual, their bodies a constant, protective presence; the unwavering intensity of Theron’s gaze, barely
The Triplet's Bullied Mate She doesn’t need a fourth mate.
Elowen's POVThe next morning golden sunlight, fractured by the delicate weave of the gauzy curtains, painted shifting patterns across the dark wooden floors of our shared bedroom, finally settling in warm, inviting pools on the soft, rumpled sheets tangled around my limbs. For a few blissful, stolen seconds, cocooned in the lingering warmth of their bodies and the faint scent of their skin, I managed to forget everything—the rigid rules of the academy, the ever-present hum of latent magic, the unseen threats lurking in the shadows, the hushed whispers that followed me like a persistent echo. All that registered was the steady, comforting warmth of a muscular body pressed intimately against my back.Ranon’s strong arm was draped possessively over my waist, his calloused fingers splayed against the soft skin of my stomach, a silent claim that sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. Behind me, I could hear the soft, even rhythm of Alaric’s breathing, a reassuring presence in the quiet roo
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Let me taste you, little star. Please.
Elowen's POV When his thumb brushed the thin, soaked fabric of my panties, a strangled whimper escaped my lips, a sound raw with need. The ache between my legs intensified, a sharp, insistent throbbing that demanded his touch, their touch. “Gods, you’re so wet, Elowen,” Ranon muttered against my skin, his breath hot and ragged against my inner thigh, the possessive observation sending another shiver of anticipation through me. Then his finger slipped beneath the delicate edge of the fabric, gliding with exquisite slowness over my slick, swollen heat, and I couldn’t help the involuntary moan that spilled from my lips, my head falling back against the cool, rough stone of the rooftop as a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure shuddered through my core. Ranon groaned, the sound low and guttural, a primal rumble that vibrated against my skin, his fingers stroking against me with a teasing gentleness that left me trembling uncontrollably, every nerve ending screaming for more. “I want
The Triplet's Bullied Mate You’re trembling, little star.
Elowen’s POV The cool night air, sharp with the scent of distant rain and damp stone, pressed in around us, no longer a chill but a warm, endless cocoon, isolating us from the rest of the sleeping Academy. Above, the celestial canvas was a breathtaking spectacle, the stars spun in dizzying, intricate patterns, a thousand tiny, silent witnesses to the beautiful, chaotic storm raging within my heart. I felt like I was burning from the inside out, a slow, consuming fire ignited by their nearness, their unwavering gazes. Surrounded by them—Alaric’s steady, grounding strength, Theron’s consuming, passionate fire, Ranon’s wild, untamed hunger—I was drowning in the magnetic pull that bound us together, a force both terrifying and exhilarating. And I didn’t want to be saved. I yearned to succumb, to be completely consumed by the intensity of our connection. I wanted to drown in the depths of their devotion. “Look at me, little star,” Theron whispered, his voice a rough, urgent rasp that r
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Please. Just… take me somewhere safe.
Elowen’s POVThe night pressed down on the Academy like a heavy velvet shroud, suffocating and restless. Even after the last echoes of footsteps faded down the long corridors and the heavy oak doors of the student rooms clicked shut, sealing everyone into their private spaces, sleep remained a distant, unattainable shore for me. I paced the confines of my room, the moonlight filtering through the tall, arched windows, casting pale silver rectangles across the dark, polished hardwood floors, my mind a relentless whirlwind of anxieties and unanswered questions, spinning endlessly around Caelum’s cryptic words and the Triplets’ simmering fury.They had been a silent, ominous presence throughout dinner in the grand hall. Dangerously, furiously silent. Their usual banter and playful jabs absent, replaced by a taut, almost palpable tension that crackled in the air around us like an impending storm gathering strength, the heavy clouds of their anger darkening their eyes. I knew, with a certa
The Triplet's Bullied Mate The Triplets are going to absolutely lose it.
Elowen's POVThe sun was a pale, watery smudge behind a thick blanket of heavy, bruised clouds as I stepped into the Academy’s main courtyard the next morning. The cool wind, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and distant rain, stirred the loose strands of my hair around my shoulders, a fleeting caress that did little to dispel the deeper chill that snaked its way down my spine.It wasn’t the bite of the autumn air that made my skin prickle with unease.It was the way they watched me.Alaric.Theron.Ranon.My mates.Their gazes, sharp and possessive, followed my every movement across the bustling courtyard with such focused, unwavering intensity that it felt like a tangible pressure against my skin, a silent, invisible touch that both reassured and unnerved me. Protective. Possessive. Fierce. Their united front was a comforting shield, yet sometimes, the sheer weight of their attention felt like a gilded cage.And now, adding another layer to the already charged atmosphere, Caelu
The Triplet's Bullied Mate He’s not going to give up, is he?
Theron’s POVThe silence in the grand hall was thick enough to cut with a knife. Every fork clinked a little too loudly, every hushed conversation seemed to die in its tracks. All eyes were on us. On Elowen.I kept my arm possessively around her shoulders, my fingers lightly tracing the curve of her neck beneath the collar of Alaric’s jacket she still wore. A silent warning to anyone who dared to look too long.Ranon’s presence behind us was a palpable weight, a silent promise of retribution to anyone who might consider challenging our claim. I could feel the heat radiating off him, the barely leashed possessiveness that mirrored my own.Alaric, ever the pragmatist, continued eating as if nothing unusual was happening, but his silver eyes flicked around the hall, assessing the reactions, cataloging the threats. His hand, resting casually on the table, was close enough to Elowen’s to reach her instantly.Elowen, bless her oblivious heart, seemed more concerned with the plate of fruit i
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Long night, little star?
Theron’s POVThe rain, a persistent veil earlier, now clung to us like a second skin, the soft, cool mist of it still swirling in the night air, clinging to our eyelashes and dampening the strands of Elowen’s hair that escaped Alaric’s too-large jacket. Her hand, small and trusting, was tucked securely within the warm, calloused grip of mine, her steps slow and heavy with a delicious exhaustion as we guided her back toward the imposing stone walls of the academy.Alaric’s dark leather jacket, usually molded perfectly to his broad shoulders, now swallowed her petite frame, the collar pulled high around her neck, a silent, possessive claim. Ranon’s large hand hovered protectively near the small of her back, a constant, reassuring presence, ready to steady her if her tired limbs faltered.She was quiet, her body radiating a boneless weariness, the sweet aftermath of being so thoroughly, so completely adored by all three of us weighing her down like a comforting blanket. But her eyes – go
The Triplet's Bullied Mate Too many damn clothes...
Theron’s POVLater that night the academy gardens, usually bustling with the hushed conversations of students seeking solace or clandestine meetings, were deserted. The towering hedges of sculpted yew stood like silent sentinels, their dark forms absorbing the ambient sounds, leaving only the soft, intimate rustle of leaves stirred by a gentle night breeze and the sporadic, rhythmic chirp of crickets hidden amongst the flowerbeds. Above us, the moon hung full and luminous, a perfect orb of silver suspended in the inky expanse, bathing the meticulously manicured lawns and stone pathways in an ethereal, otherworldly glow.Elowen stood just a few feet ahead of me on the winding stone path, her slender back to us, her silhouette delicate against the stark white of a marble bench. The faint, almost imperceptible breeze caught the loose ends of her golden-streaked hair, lifting them in wispy tendrils that danced gently around her bare shoulders, a halo of moonlight framing her.She didn’t k
