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her own gaze.
What was his problem? Was it really the damn sweater?
“What does it matter?”
He growled low. “It matters to me…You matter to me, mate.” He
bent lower, bringing his lips inches away from her own.
“Why are you so angry? It can’t possibly be the sweater?” she
challenged him, and he tightened his hold.
“Who are you running from?”
She didn’t expect that one, and boy did she freak out. She tried to
escape his grasp, but he wouldn’t allow it.
“Let go of me, Saber. Let me go,” she demanded.
“No!” he growled, then lifted her in his arms.
The sounds of wolves howling in the distance didn’t go unheard.
She felt him walk away from the balcony, but suddenly she was
wedged up against the house in a dark corner. She couldn’t see
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anything until Saber pressed his body against hers and looked into her
eyes. The yellow and green pigment glowed in the dark.
“You will tell me, mate, so I can protect you.”
“No…I don’t know.”
He covered her lips with his own and devoured her tongue. He
pulled, sucked, and played with her mouth until she could hardly
catch a breath. She felt him undo the button on her dress pants. His
nimble fingers pressed the material down her hips, along with the
string bikini underwear she wore.
She protested as the cold air collided with her warm skin. “Saber,”
she begged, then felt his hand cup her mound and a finger push into
her hole.
He was fierce in his attack while he sucked on her neck over her
collarbone and down to the cleavage of her breast, inhaling along the
way.
“Mine,” he stated, before nipping her breast, making her jump.
She felt the need to have him inside her, as well as the need to
fight his control. She reached down and pulled open the button on his
pants, forced her fingers inside, and grabbed his cock.
That set him off, because the next thing she felt was him step on
her pants to remove them from her leg, then him lift her by the globes
of her ass and plunge into her depths.
Her back hit the siding of the house, but she didn’t care. All she
wanted was Saber scratching that itch she was beginning to feel more
often. He rocked his hips against her, and she counter-rocked against
him, causing Saber to plunge deeply inside of her. She felt it to her
womb and lost her breath.
She felt the coldness of the wall against her back and ass cheeks,
but the feel of his cock plunging repeatedly inside her blocked out the
discomfort. She knew he was a man, a beast staking his claim and
making his demands known. She not only accepted it freely, but
actually enjoyed it. Her body clenched him tightly, wanting more than
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it seemed her body was getting. There was a pull inside her, and Saber
tightened his hold and thrust his cock harder and deeper into her core.
She moaned with pleasure, pressing the back of her head against
the wall. She absorbed the feel of Saber’s large hands cupping her ass
cheeks as he tried to penetrate deeper.
She felt him move his hand, then swipe a finger along her back
slit, between where his cock pounded into her pussy and her cream
dripped. Then he pressed forward until his finger reached the
puckered hole.
He increased his speed, pumping faster and faster into her, then
pushing his finger into her forbidden hole. She screamed his name,
and he muffled her mouth with his own as they both came together.
They panted and gasped for air, and she held on tight. When Saber
tried to dislodge himself from Lexi, she squeezed him. He got the
message and held her there against the wall.
“I will find out what or whom you’re running from, Lexi. I won’t
accept ‘no’ again,” he growled next to her ear before nibbling on her
earlobe.
Lexi controlled her breathing and locked gazes with Saber. “And
what about you, alpha? What or whom are you running from?”
He held her gaze as if her question had astonished him, and then
he thrust his hips forward, his cock still hard and erect.
Lexi’s body jerked with need as she closed her eyes.
“Are you challenging me, mate?” he growled low next to her
neck, before biting the sensitive skin between her neck and shoulder.
Lexi refocused, gaining her breathing and then sensing Paul and
Andre. “Paul and Andre,” she whispered, wiggling her hips, wanting
Saber to put her back down. Saber held her in position against the
wall, not even glancing over his shoulder as the doors opened behind
them. Lexi tried to move, but Saber wouldn’t budge.
The doors creaked open, and both Paul and Andre emerged. Saber
crinkled his eyes at her, and she hoped he didn’t realize she could
hear him and his brothers.
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“Dessert comes after dinner, Saber,” Paul teased, moving toward
Lexi.
“She looked too delicious to wait so long,” Saber replied,
thrusting his cock inside her one more time.
Lexi blushed with embarrassment. “Saber, please.” She whispered
her plea, caressing his cheek with the palm of her hand in hopes that
he would let her down.
He kissed her lips as he unhurriedly pulled his throbbing cock
from her body. Lexi’s legs wobbled as they slowly made contact with
the ground. Glancing up to Saber, she was glad she wore high heels
and that her face was more level with his chest than his stomach.
Saber began tucking his shirt back into his dress pants.
Paul walked closer toward her. “You look so fucking hot, Lex,
standing here naked from the waist down and wearing high heels.” He
pulled her toward him.
Lexi attempted to grab her pants off the ground, but Paul stopped
her.
“I think dessert should come first for all three of us tonight,”
Andre added in a deep voice over Paul’s shoulder.
“I can’t argue with that,” Paul replied before kissing her lips and
caressing her backside.
Lexi snuggled closer to Paul. His warmth was welcome against
the cold air.
He reached down and cupped her mound, rubbing it gently. “Just
one taste before dinner, Lex, it’s only fair,” Paul teased, bending
down and placing her foot on his knee.
She instantly balanced herself by placing her good hand on his
shoulder. Her vagina wept at being exposed to the men. He touched
the folds and stared at what his fingers did to her body. Andre moved
in behind her, cupping her breasts and acting as a support board to
Paul’s invading hands.
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She felt Paul blow warm air over her folds, then push his finger
inside of her. She panted for air, once again her body ready and in
need of more.
In and out, in and out, he pushed one digit into her, then added
another. Andre pulled her lips to his and ravished her mouth. His
hands cupped her breasts through the sweater.
She felt a series of emotions and pull toward the triplets, and her
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