Defy The Alpha(s) - Chapter 689

Chapter 689: Open Up For Me
Everything happened quickly. One moment she was still on her feet, and the next, Violet was tossed over Roman’s shoulder like a princess in distress and carried straight into the bedroom.

The second the door shut, her dress was gone, and she suddenly found herself surrounded by three hungry, towering males. Well, make that four. Asher clearly wasn’t done with her in the slightest. Not even close.

“Come here, my purple queen,” Asher commanded from the bed.

He sat propped against the headboard, long legs sprawled out like a king waiting to be served. And yes, he was completely and unashamedly naked.

Asher’s slitted eyes glowed with hunger, fixed pointedly on Violet as if daring her to disobey.

A dark thrill shot through Violet, yet that inbuilt defiance in her rose up to clash with his command. Instead of obeying outright, she climbed onto the bed on all fours,

and low, hungry groans sounded behind her.

She knew exactly why.

In that position, her backside was lifted and bared to her mates, giving them one hell of a view.

“Fuck!” Griffin cursed under his breath.

Next, she heard the drag of a zipper pulling down, followed by a shaky grunt.

Violet smiled inwardly. Their reactions emboldened her. To be desired like that made her feel powerful like some goddess deserving to be worshipped.

Asher’s stare was wild enough to terrify anyone else. But it only made her body respond, aching for him even more.

Fear had no place between them. He could never drive her away. Not now. Not ever.

Then she crawled between his legs, her gaze locking onto his hard, throbbing length. It stood there waiting for her, a bead of precum already glistening at the tip, and Violet’s mouth watered. Asher was long, thick, and beautifully veined, an impressive sight that stole her breath for a moment.

But instead of giving his length the attention it demanded with her sweet lips, Violet swung a leg over and straddled him, deliberately settling herself right over his cock. Asher let out a strangled groan the instant her heat pressed against him.

“My wicked queen,” he gritted out, his voice strained with pleasure but full of indulgence.

Violet smiled knowingly, then rolled her hips against him. Her slickness coated his length, making every glide hotter, and wetter. And the sinful knowledge that all she had to do was tilt her hips and take him in sent a dark thrill straight through her.

She rode him, moving back and forth, her arms looping around his neck and her lips parting in soft, breathless gasps.

Asher groaned deep in his chest, one hand sliding down to grab her ass and squeeze hard. Then he guided her movements, pulling her against him with a grip so tight his nails nearly dug into her skin, rubbing her over his length with clear, hungry intent.

Without warning, Asher smacked her ass, and Violet yelped, the pain melting into pleasure so fast her pussy clenched around nothing, aching for the fullness she still didn’t have.

Violet ground against him harder, helpless to stop herself. She needed friction—anything to satisfy the deep, pulsing need twisting low in her belly. And the more she chased it, the wilder she became.

Her moans tangled with Asher’s guttural groans, both of them drowning in sensation. Neither of them spared a thought for the other cardinal alphas behind them, hands wrapped around their throbbing shafts, taking their pleasure as they watched.

Almost immediately, she felt Asher tense beneath her, and then a hot, thick rush spilled between their bodies spurting onto her skin, and splashing the sheets.

Asher cursed under his breath, he had not planned to lose control like that. But when it came to Violet, nothing was ever planned.

Violet shuddered through her own release, pleasure rolling through her. But it still wasn’t enough. She needed more.

Before she could even form a word, strong hands gripped her waist. In the next breath, Violet was yanked forward, slammed down against Asher’s still-twitching body

and filled in one brutal, claiming thrust.

Violet screamed, her fingers clawing at the sheets as her body struggled to adjust to the sheer size.

“Fuck—!” she cried, the breath shattering in her throat.

Roman didn’t give her a second to breathe. He held her down, pounding into her like a man possessed, every thrust deep and ruthless. Violet could only arch, mewl, and break apart against him as he took his pleasure from her, using her wild sounds as fuel.

Violet moved with her mate, her hips matching Roman’s brutal pace. He was buried so deep inside her that every thrust punched the breath from her lungs. Her moans were ragged now, her throat already hoarse from screaming while Roman never once slowed, taking her with an intensity that nearly sent her mind blank.

While he pounded into her like a beast claiming what was his, Asher slipped off the bed, likely to wipe himself clean only for Griffin to step smoothly into his place.

“Come on, baby girl,” Griffin murmured as he climbed onto the mattress, his eyes dark with hunger. “Open up for me.”

Violet swallowed, her eyes widening at the sight of the thick, flushed head pointed right at her lips. Griffin wasn’t just long, he had the kind of girth that gave a woman pause. He was the biggest of her mates, not that she was keeping score but Goddess, it was impossible not to notice when he was inches from her mouth.

Intimidating as his size was, she still parted her lips, and took him in.

“Oh, yes…” Griffin groaned, his eyes shuddering shut, head tipping back as if the strength left his body. His reaction was like that of a starved man finally tasting water, except in his case, it was his cock wrapped in the warm, wet heaven of Violet’s mouth.

“… Goddess… just like that…” Griffin’s whole body trembled as he buried his hand in Violet’s hair, guiding her exactly how he wanted.

But with Roman slamming into her from behind, Violet was forced to take Griffin deeper, her lips sliding down his thick length until he hit the back of her throat. Each of Roman’s thrusts rocked her up and down Griffin’s cock.

Violet moaned, sucking and licking him greedily while Griffin let out a stream of filthy, incoherent curses.

Goddess! She was going to be the death of him.