Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose. - Chapter 190

Chapter 190: In my veins.
Leilani.

As soon as Jay returned to the room and I saw the crazed look in his eyes, I immediately knew that something was up with his wolf.

I knew then and there that Kael and Zevran had to leave before he got triggered; and that was the only thing I thought about as I literally dragged Kael and Zevran out of the house before slamming the door in their faces.

I was panting by the time I was done with that, but on the bright side, Jay no longer looked so mad anymore. From the golden glint in his eyes, I instantly deduced that his wolf was still close to the surface but I wasn’t scared.

Hell, I wasn’t even bothered.

I simply walked over to him and began to caress his face gently, almost smiling when he leaned into my touch and closed his eyes, a low purr emanating from deep within his throat.

His eyes fluttered open slowly when I began to weave my fingers into his hair and he whispered quietly; “Are they gone now?”

“Yes, they are.” I answered assuredly.

“Did they touch you?” At his question, his body went rigid and he stopped to look at my face as if waiting for my response or anything, just anything at all that would implicate the triplets.

For a minute, I contemplated using this to my advantage. I contemplated letting him think they’d hurt me to see the extent to which he could go to protect me; But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I immediately shrugged it off and shook my head, my voice soft as I muttered;

“No.”

“Good then.”

Another soft purr slipped past his lips and goddess, it sounded so sexy that I couldn’t help but go on my tippy toes and place a kiss on his lips.

I knew that he was no longer in the mood to return to what we were doing earlier. Hell, I wasn’t in the mood anymore as well, especially since I’d spent the past ten minutes engaging in a fruitless conversation with those godforsaken Chalice’s puppets; But for some reason, I still felt the need to make him feel good.

His wolf was still too close to the surface and I needed to help him with that.

His eyes never left my face even for a moment as I went down on my knees before him, and while I did, I couldn’t help but notice the wild look in his eyes or miss the way his breaths now came in short harsh gasps.

His fingers laced into my hair just as my knees hit the floor and he hissed in a guttural way; “What are you trying to do?”

Something about the way he spoke and the aura which exuded from him made my knees tremble but deciding that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me, I let him continue to fist his hands into my hair until it hurt whilst I busied myself with unbuckling his belt.

He growled again but this time made no move to stop me— which was great as I wasn’t sure I knew what I was doing.

I hadn’t done this before but had heard tons and tons of tales from Maya and her last escapade.

So when he finally shimmied out of his pants and let it drop to the floor, my heart began to race. My confidence fled from me when I saw the outline of his erection poking through his boxer shorts; and my breath hitched when slowly he peeled it off his body, revealing the largest fattest, most veiny dick I’ve ever seen in my life.

—Not like I’ve seen any!

With trembling hands, I took it but because I didn’t know what to do with it, I simply began to glide my hands up and down on it… up and down until he threw his head back and groaned with bliss and until the beginnings of precum formed at his tip.

Guess I was doing this right… I guess he feels good.

But why the fuck is it difficult for my hand to go around it?

Why can’t I hold it in one hand like Maya described?

Are my hands too small or him too big?

These thoughts and many more flooded my mind, but all the while, I didn’t stop stroking him. And something about his moans kept spuring me on and sending jolts of pleasure down my body until it settled at my core.

My pussy tingled with anticipation when my eyes met his long length one more time, and when he caught me staring, he flashed me a small smile, as if silently saying: can you do this?!

But I knew I could.

And for that reason, I squeezed my eyes shut and took him into my mouth, parting my lips so wide it nearly split open.

Tears pooled at the corners of my eyes when it hit the back of my throat but just as I was about to start sucking from the tip to the bottom, he held my head, stopping me and whispered;

“Don’t rush, sweetcakes.”

I couldn’t respond. My mouth was full.

“Now, just ease into it…” he coerced me with a soft voice and I subconsciously felt my shoulders loosening up. “Take it slowly, I’ll guide you.”

His deep masculine voice coupled with the goosebumps spreading all over my skin made me so antsy that I began to shake.

With another sigh, he grabbed my hair again— but not too tight that it hurt— and then began to fuck my mouth.

And goddess, he was too big. He was too fast. He made my vision blur and my mouth to feel so slackened, I felt like I would combust.

As his cock pounded into my mouth, I retaliated by sucking, by taking him deeper… faster… more wantonly until I gagged when he went so deep, I could swear I felt him reach into my soul.

I do not know for how long we stayed like that but at some point, my knees began to feel numb. My body vibrated uncontrollably and the tears streaming down my face wouldn’t stop— not from pain but due to everything. Due to the pleasure, due to my gag reflexes… due to the fact that my breast now felt swollen and full… and due to the fact that something wild and strange was beginning to coil itself somewhere deep inside my guts.

I was insanely horny.

Too horny but I couldn’t bring myself to tell this to Jarek because I wasn’t sure if I could bring myself to give it all up to him.

I was snapped out of these thoughts when suddenly, his cock started to swell in my mouth and from the few things I knew and have heard, I knew then and there that he was about to cum; So I simply began to suckle on him more desperately, hoping to drive him to the peak of ecstasy.

With a loud groan and with his fist buried deep into my hair, he tipped his head back and released into my mouth, filling me in ways I never knew was possible.

When he finally slipped out and helped me to my feet, I was already so weak. So tired… and so shocked when he pulled me in for a deep kiss, tasting himself.

—And hell, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

It was the craziest too.

And I found myself melting into his embrace whilst shaking with the raw pleasure pulsating in my veins.