All Chapters of My Sister's Mate Is Obsessed With Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Seraphina's POVI shook my head behind his hand but my pussy clenched around him so hard he groaned, and we both knew the idea of getting caught didn't scare me as much as it should have.He fucked me against the passage wall with my legs wrapped around him, hard and deep, his hips driving up at an angle that pushed the head of his cock against that swollen spot on my front wall with every thrust. The overstimulation was relentless, my body couldn't tell the difference between too much and not enough, and I was making sounds behind his hand that were getting louder no matter how hard I tried to stay quiet."You're soaking my cock." He moved his hand from my mouth and grabbed my hip instead, angling me so he could thrust even deeper. "Do you know how hard it is to sit across a table from you and act like I don't know what you taste like? Like I can't still feel you clenching around my fingers?""Then stop making me wait." I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his face to mine. "Co

Seraphina's POVHe slid two fingers inside me and I cried out so loud he had to cover my mouth with his. I was so worked up from the teasing that just two fingers felt like being split open, my walls clenching around him immediately, and when he curled them forward and pressed against that spot I nearly came right there."I want you inside me." I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away because two more seconds and I would have come on his fingers, and I needed more than that, I needed him. "Now. Please. I can't wait anymore."He settled between my thighs and lined himself up. The head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and I was so wet that when he started pushing in there was no resistance at all, just the slow thick stretch of him opening me up.He pushed inside me so slowly I thought I'd lose my mind, inch by inch, letting me feel every ridge of his cock as it dragged against my walls, his forehead pressed against mine and his eyes locked on my face the entire time.My bod

Seraphina's POV I checked the east window three times before I left my room.The candle was there, small and steady behind the glass, and each time I looked at it my stomach flipped the same way it had the first night. You'd think it would get easier. You'd think the guilt would dull after weeks of sneaking through dark corridors and coming home smelling like a man who wasn't my husband.But Ezra's voice was still rattling around in my skull, quiet and tired and honest in a way he'd never been before, and the weight of what he'd said made every step toward that passage feel heavier than the last.Do you ever think about what your life would look like if things had gone differently?Every single day. And every night I answered that question by slipping out of my room and walking toward the one thing that made the ache stop, even though I knew it was making everything worse.The corridor was empty. I moved fast, bare feet silent on the cold stone, the thin dress I'd chosen brushing agai

Seraphina's POV I nodded because I couldn't speak, couldn't do anything except hold on.He grabbed my hips with both hands and changed the angle, bending me forward so my palms slid lower on the wall and my back arched and his cock drove even deeper. The new position hit spots I didn't know existed, and the moan that fell out of me was so loud it would have carried through the stone if his hand had still been over my mouth."Quiet." He leaned forward and his teeth found the curve of my shoulder, biting down hard. Not enough to break skin but enough that I felt the sharp edge of his canines pressing in, and the jolt of pain mixed with the deep thick drag of him inside me sent a rush of heat through my body that had me clenching so tight he groaned through his teeth.This wasn't the hungry reunion or the filthy passage oral or the slow night where he'd kissed my scars. This was feral. This was Ruin. And the part of me that should have been afraid was the part getting wetter with every

Seraphina's POVI turned back to the bread and kept my face still, but my hands were gripping the knife too hard and the next slice came out crooked. Gemma noticed everything. If she could tell I was different from one morning of humming, what would the rest of the pack see?I carried the trays to the dining hall and arranged the bread on the serving table with careful hands. Dax walked in through the main doors with Ronan at his side, both of them deep in conversation about border rotations. He wore his cold Alpha face, the one that made grown wolves lower their eyes, and he didn't look at me.Not once, not a glance or a flicker or a single sign that six hours ago he'd been buried inside me with his teeth on my shoulder.But when he passed the serving table his hand brushed the edge of the cloth, two fingers trailing across the fabric so lightly that no one else would have noticed, and the gesture was so close to the way those same fingers had trailed between my legs last night that