All Chapters of Marked by fate: Chapter 541 - Chapter 550

Zahra's POV“I need you. Now.” His voice is ragged, scraped raw.His hand slides between my legs. The pressure of his palm lands right where I’m aching, and his thick fingers brush over my panties—over the wetness that’s already soaked through the cotton, making an embarrassing, glorious mess down there. A rumble of appreciation vibrates low in his chest. “Fuck, you’re soaked already.”He slips one finger beneath the elastic edge of my panties. The touch is direct now, skin on skin, and he runs that finger through my wetness, parting my folds in one slow stroke. Upwards. Toward my clit.My eyes roll back. The sensation is a bright, sharp point of pleasure that radiates outward, making my thighs clench around his hand.“Tobias, please.”He sets to work. His finger traces light circles against my clit, the motion practiced and knowing—he’s learned my body over the few days we’ve been mated, learned exactly how much pressure, exactly what speed. “Tobias.” His name leaves my mouth like a

Lincoln's POVI’m torn. The vast majority of my body wants to rush downstairs with Xander, stand at the front door and greet them... both of them. Welcome them home.Both of them. Fuck.When did Tobias become someone, I wanted to welcome home? The realisation twists my stomach. How much further am I going to betray my mate before this pull finally stops?But another, more cowardly part of me needs to stay as far away from my shame as possible. I’m not ready to see Tobias yet, and until I know he’s not with Zahra, I can’t bring myself to go to her. Not yet, anyway.Lex storms up and down in my mind, fuming with me. He wants his mate, and he wants her now.She’s here. I know she is. I can feel her presence in the pack house. Every member of my pack can feel our Luna is home, and they’re all revelling in it. The pack feels buoyant at her return, and I guess we have no reason to worry about how they’ll accept her. It’s a done deal. They’re as smitten as I am.I decide I can’t wait around

Lincoln's POVZahra’s mouth lands on mine again, snapping me out of my shock. Her hands delve into my hair, and her tongue dances with mine as her body presses against me. She moans, tilting her head slightly, and I open my eyes as my tongue continues to stroke along hers.I’m met with Tobias’s eyes over her shoulder as he licks and sucks on her marking spot. His body is flush behind her, and fuck, it’s amazing. He doesn’t look away, and neither do I. For once, I don’t force myself to.I moan as Lex purrs at the sight. My desire is blowing out of control, and conscious thought is evaporating.Zahra’s hand slides down my arm and takes hold of mine, then she guides it around her body until it lands on Tobias’s waist. His firm muscles feel so different from Zahra’s. There’s no softness at all, just the defined ridges of muscle beneath my fingers, and I feel his whole-body shiver as they dig in.The reaction shoots straight through me. He likes me touching him.Fuck, I like touching him t

Lincoln's POVI move closer. I run my hand over her shoulder, moving her hair to the side so I can kiss her mating mark. She shivers at the contact. I have the overwhelming urge to reach out and touch Tobias's chest, to play with his nipples, but I hesitate. Nerves get the better of me again.A warm hand settles firmly on my cock and slides up and down my shaft. The grip is firm and sure. I look down and realize it is Tobias's massive hand working me over. His palm is calloused and hot, and I almost cum on the spot. I cannot help the moan that escapes my lips.My hand finds his chest, and his nipple. I pinch it, rolling it between my fingers, and my head dips to Zahra’s breast, flicking and licking her nipple as Tobias works my cock. His hand matches the rhythm of Zahra’s grinding, and the combination of sensations threatens to undo me.Zahra grinds herself on Tobias more, and with his other hand he finds her clit. "That's it, baby," Tobias growls at her, his own breathing short. His

Tobias's POVLincoln rises to his feet, water sluicing down the front of his body. His own cock stands rigid against his belly, thick and veined, the head a deep rose colour that looks almost painful. I reach for him without thinking, wrapping my fingers around his shaft. The skin is hot and velvet-soft over the hardness beneath, and I feel him pulse against my palm.“Tobias,” he says, and his voice has gone rough in a way that sends heat pooling low in my gut again.I stroke him once, twice, continuing to learn the weight and shape of him. He’s thicker than me, and the thought of what comes next makes my breath catch. The way he looks at me—like I’m something precious and filthy all at once—makes me want everything.“I want you inside me,” I tell him, and the words come out steadier than I feel.His pupils blow wide, swallowing the silver of his irises. “Turn around.”I do, placing my palms flat against the cool tile. The water beats against my back, and I hear him squeeze more body