Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Vincenzo Drakvolk:Those five minutes stretched into ten, then fifteen. We lay there breathing each other in—her heartbeat thudding against my ribs, my fingers tracing lazy circles over the dip of her spine, her thigh draped possessively over mine. The room smelled like sex and sweat and her perfume clinging stubbornly to the sheets. Every few seconds she shifted, pressing closer, like she couldn’t decide whether to melt into me or climb on top again.Eventually she lifted her head, dark hair falling in a messy curtain around her face. Her lips were still swollen, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy with that post-orgasm haze I loved putting there.“You’re hard again,” she murmured, voice raspy from screaming my name.I smirked, flexing my hips so my cock—already thick and leaking—slid against the soft skin of her inner thigh. “Told you. Five minutes.”She laughed softly, the sound vibrating through my chest. Then her hand drifted down, fingers wrapping loosely around me, stroking once, twice

SerahI 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 breaths that made everything else disappear. For those hours, I’d let myself believe it could be something more. Something solid. Something mine.But now, in the cold light of morning, reality pressed in. I was naked, vulnerable, and the weight of what I’d done settled heavy in my stomach. I pushed myself up quickly, ignoring the ache in my muscles, and padded across the floor to the bathroom. The shower was hot, almost scalding, but it didn’t wash away the guilt twisting inside me. Water streamed do

Serah:I stood between them in the quiet room, the air still thick with the remnants of our earlier conversation—honest words, boundaries drawn, consent given like a contract we’d all signed in the same breath. The rules were simple and ironclad: everything through me. No contact between them. No crossing that line. Just two men, one soft and yielding, one hard and hungry, both waiting for my command. The low light cast long shadows across their bare chests, and the faint scent of fresh coffee still lingered on the air, mixing already with the warmer undertone of skin and anticipation.“On the bed,” I said, voice steady, the same tone I used when I wanted obedience without question. “Both of you. On your backs. Hands at your sides. Don’t move them until I tell you.”Kai moved first, the way he always did—graceful even in surrender. He crawled onto the mattress with that liquid femboy slink, hips swaying just enough to tease, then settled onto his back. His pale skin glowed against the

Lorenzo Drakvolk:The three of us lounged in the low light, a shared, wicked satisfaction hanging in the air like cigarette smoke.I passed the tablet to Valentino. His eyes flicked across the screen and a slow, smug grin spread.“Fuck,” I said, exhaling a thin stream of smoke. “The whole city’s gone feral. They’re convinced you’re the big bad now—some irredeemable piece of shit who’s done every evil thing they can dream up.”Valentino clapped once, sharp and gleeful.“Phase one: done.”He leaned back, eyes glittering. “Time for phase two. Vincenzo.”Vincenzo didn’t answer. His focus was glued to his laptop, fingers hovering as he watched the live CCTV feeds roll.I slid out of my chair and leaned over his shoulder. “What are you watching?”“Nothing,” he muttered, too fast.I raised an eyebrow. “Why are you lying?”“I’m not lying.” His voice stayed even, but his jaw ticked. “Who said I was lying?”Valentino gave a soft, amused chuckle. “No one had to. Your guilty conscience is loud as

Lorenzo Drakvolk:The rage burning inside me when that elder acted like a proud man after the auctionThe audacity of that man to actually think I’m in on their filthy dirty game.“They would be more relaxed to send more invites to both of you, locations of warehouses.” Valentino said.“We shall be ready to do whatever it takes so those bastard will rot in hell.” Lorenzo nodded.Silence took over.No one said anything.Deep thoughts.Heavy breathing.Until…………my phone chimed.A notification.I opened it and it was from one of the elders. Short formal greeting. *Lorenzo Drakvolk, we hereby invite you to join us as we personally inspect the new shipments. Let’s continue your fathers legacy. Cheers*A grin on my faces as I showed the message to the both of them. “As expected, they reached out.” Valentino said, his voice filled with irritation.“This time too…….” I touched the pen “I shall have everything once more.”I turned to them and they both nodded.“They gave no time frame.” Loren