All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 521 - Chapter 530

Xander's POVHer climax hits like a thunderclap.Not just in her body — through the bond it’s a detonation. Pleasure shrieks through every connection, lighting up all four of us like a constellation of pure sensation. I feel Tobias’s shocked inhale from half the pack away. Feel Lincoln’s second orgasm crash through him unexpectedly, ripped from his body by the force of hers. My own cock jerks, a warning pulse of pre-come that has me biting down on my lip hard enough to taste copper.Zahra screams. Her fingers fist in my hair and pull, the pain sharp and perfect. Her hips buck against my face and I ride the waves with her, gentling my tongue, gentling my fingers, drawing out every last tremor until she collapses against the Cushions.Her chest heaves. Her hand falls from my hair.I press one last kiss to her inner thigh. Then another. Before I Crawl up her body, my own need a live thing inside me, and I Position myself at her entrance, as I look into her eyes, asking the question befor

Tobias's POVThe image is burned into the back of my eyelids. No matter what I do, I can’t erase the image of my cock driving into Lincoln, his tight hole clamped around my cock. I blink furiously, trying to dislodge it. It’s so fucking wrong. What’s worse is I’ve just come harder than I think I ever have before. My bed and my stomach are a complete mess.My heart thunders beneath my ribcage as if I’ve just run a marathon, but the guilt is eating me up inside.Why do I feel these things for my friend?Why do I feel anything like this for anyone other than Zahra?What’s she going to think of me?I sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed, resting my head in my hand as I lean forwards, my elbows on my knees. The cooling cum on my stomach slides lower, and I feel gross.Grabbing a pair of boxers from the chair beside my bed, I wipe myself down. I should shower, but I can’t face my reflection just yet, and there are too many mirrors in that damn bathroom.My throat feels hoarse,

Tobias's POVWhen Lincoln’s mouth finds mine again, I don’t pull away. I’m done pretending I can resist this.I should. Every rational part of my brain is screaming at me to shove him back, to put distance between us, to pretend this never happened. But his lips are softer than I’d imagined, and I have imagined, I realise with a sick swoop of shame, I’ve imagined this more times than I can count, and his stubble scrapes against my jaw in a way that sends sparks cascading down my spine. The bond twangs again, and the lust burns a path inside my chest.His hand slips inside my sweats and closes around my cock, and the groan that escapes me is entirely involuntary. His grip is different from Zahra’s, firmer, the calluses on his palm catching on the sensitive ridge of my head. He knows exactly how to hold a cock because he’s held his own a thousand

Tobias's POVI’m not sure how I know, but I can feel when Lincoln is coming down for breakfast. It’s like an invisible thread between us pulls taut the closer he gets. I swallow down my coffee and excuse myself to Sam and Holly before standing and leaving through the side door into the gardens.I head around the side of the house and into the trees along a winding path. I need some fresh air and nature to clear my head.I try to focus on the meeting about the coven, but images from last night keep breaking in. Thor is still passed out in my mind, but I’m dying to talk to him, to work out what the fuck he’s thinking about all this.I wish I’d put on some training gear. I could do with a run. It always helps clear my mind.I become vaguely aware that Zahra is on the move, and the nervous guilt strengthens in my gut. I have to talk to her soon.I turn and head back towards the house, needing to see her. Her presence will calm the storm inside me.I think Lincoln must be in his study. I c

Zahra's POVHe picks me up, lifting me from the floor, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me. I don’t stop kissing him. Somewhere through the haze of his mouth on mine, I vaguely register the shower door being kicked shut behind us, but I’m far too distracted to think anything of it. If I’d realised where we were, I’d have fought a lot harder to save my dress.The splash of water against my back makes me yelp.I’m fully clothed in my dress for this afternoon.“Tobias!” I squeal. “My dress!”He continues to ravage my neck as he says, “I’ll find you something else to wear. I need you right now.”The water plasters the silk to my skin, turning it translucent as it clings to every curve. I can feel every inch of it, the slip of the wet material against my thighs and the weight of it pulling at my shoulders. His mouth is hot on my throat, and I let my head fall back against the tile.Fuck.Zanthe stirs inside me, her purr a low hum of satisfaction. She’s loving his attention