Entangled With My Alpha Triplets

Twenty three

I didn't know how long I had been sitting there after Asher stormed out, staring blankly at the closed door, wondering if I had escalated the issue. This wasn't how I thought the few days with him would be like. I wasn't sure if he was going to spend the night.

But he came back.

The sound of the door clicking open jolted me from my thoughts. Asher stepped in, his eyes weighing anger. His jacket was gone, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. He didn't say a word at first, just locked the door behind him, his silence frustrating me to the brink.

I swallowed, my heart racing as he approached me. I should've said something, anything, but the words were stuck in my throat. The tension between us made me want to crawl into the shadows.

"You want answers, Hazel?" His hoarse voice sent chills through me again. "You want to know what's going on in my head? How do you invade my thoughts every time I use other girls as a distraction?"

I blinked up at him, unsure how to respond. "You are just trying to fuck me; you don't mean these words."

His lips twitched into a cold smirk. "What if I want to? Aren't you mine to possess?" He reached into his pocket and pulled out something that glinted in the dim light—a pair of handcuffs. He tossed them onto the bed beside me, the metal clinking against the sheets.

I stared at them, my heart pounding in my chest. "What are you doing?" My voice was smaller than I wanted it to be, and I hated myself for that.

Asher leaned down, his minty breath fanning my ear. "You've been begging for answers. For control. But you don't really want that, do you?"

"You want me to take that control from you. That's why you're still here, isn't it?"

I lied, "That's not true."

"Isn't it?" He pulled back slightly, his eyes piercing into mine, daring me to lie one more time. "You've been pushing me, testing me, and now that you've pushed me too far, you're scared of what happens next."

"I'm not scared of you," I shot back.

His smirk deepened as he reached into his bag, pulling out a length of smooth black rope. "You should be."

The rope dropped next to the handcuffs, and he raised an eyebrow, waiting for my reaction. My throat went dry as I looked between the restraints and his intense gaze.

"You still think you're not fragile enough to handle the heat?" His voice was almost growling now, and he stepped closer. "Should I show you why I really brought you here?"

I forced myself to withstand his gaze. "Then show me."

A flash of danger crossed his eyes, making me want to run, but I stood, waiting for him to do it.

He pulled a soft blindfold from his back pocket, letting it dangle from his fingers. "I'll make you have the first pleasure of being my mate."

"You're mine to use tonight." His voice was wrapped in the sin of lust, and when he bit my ear, I gasped as he added, "And by the time I'm done, you'll keep crawling back to me for more and more till you can't help but bounce on it every time you see me."

Holding out the blindfold and the handcuffs, he smirked. "If only you'd been a good girl."
He wrapped the blindfold around my eyes and cuffed my wrists, pulling them above my head and securing them to the top of the bedframe.

He started at my feet, his warm mouth leaving a wet trail of kisses, up to my calves. His hot hands caressed the side of my legs as his tongue found the sensitive skin of my thighs, nibbling on it.

His tongue ran over my wet pants, teasing my clitter, and I moaned. He pressed harder, the cloth rubbing against my clitoral area as his tongue swirled over it.

I moaned, moving my hips in sync with his tongue, and his teeth nibbled on the cloth.
My breathing was ragged, and I could feel the orgasm building; my body was screaming for release.

Suddenly his mouth was gone, replaced by the tip of his finger running down my wet slit, pushing the soaked pants to the side, the pad of his thumb rubbing my clitoral area, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

"You want me to fuck you, baby? You want my cock so deep inside your tight pussy?" He whispered, his hot breath sending shivers up my spine.

"Say it," he growled.