Offered to the Triplet Alphas

[Asher]

The ring on Xanthea's finger was fascinating.

Very... fascinating.

"Ezra... ah! Ah! Oh god..."Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Xanthea's breathing turned harsher as she clenched the bedsheet, stifling her moans into a silent cry.

Ezra's hips collided with her in a rough thrust, yanking a cry right out of her throat. Panting, she reached out to caress his face with the same ring-adorned hand. With a smirk, Ezra entangled his fingers with hers, kissing the ring as he smiled at her.

Her brows knit as she looked back at him. Both of them were so absorbed in one another, I bet they didn't even notice Raven's growing frustration as he frowned at them.

Ezra drank in every inch of her body with an insatiable hunger in his eyes. The more his eyes stayed on her, the more beastly they turned.

Now that Xanthea had gone into a full-bloomed heat and her desires had intoxicated her scent, no wonder Ezra fucked her with every intention of filling her with his pups. Primal response to a woman's heat. It was a naturally perfect response, yet everything about this moment seemed utterly imperfect.

As her mate, Icifer perceived her heat more vigorously than the others. That was why he was overly sensitive when she was entering the heat phase. He sensed her desires even before her body did.

Tonight, I figured out that even my wolf had a limit of endurance. He had withdrawn himself in the back of my mind, so much so I could barely feel his presence.

All his roaring restlessness, rage and possessiveness had subsided to a silent numbness. So now when I looked at Xanthea's body entangled with a man who wasn't me, nothing clouded my vision and my perspective.

And now that I could see them with my eyes, I noticed the subtle, unexpected exchange between Ezra and Xanthea. A kind of exchange I hadn't quite anticipated.

Staying inside her, Ezra grabbed her ass, picked her up, hugged her, and made her wrap her legs around his waist. He sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard while Xanthea straddled him.

From the hazy delirium in her eyes, it was clear she wasn't completely sober, but she was awake.

"Ride me, baby," Ezra whispered in her ear. "Show me how well you move those hips of yours."

Xanthea blinked, probably trying to comprehend the position she was in through her haze. There was a point where it felt as though she gave up trying to understand the situation and decided to just go with the flow. And she seemed to be enjoying the flow more than I allowed her to.

Holding his shoulders, Xanthea looked at Ezra, her body moving with incomplete gasps at Ezra's soft thrusts. She licked her lower lip before biting them as she began moving. Ezra cupped her breast in one hand, taking it in his mouth while his other hand wrapped around her hips, supporting her to slide up and down on his cock.

Ezra ran his tongue across her breastbone, rolling her hard nipple between his fingers.

"Umm... ung! Uh!" Biting her lips, Xanthea moved faster.

A growl resonated in Ezra's chest as he leaned back, shutting his eyes.

"You're so fucking perfect, angel..." he groaned through his clenched teeth, running his hand down her ass and squeezing them with a hiss.

Xanthea sunk into Ezra's neck, kissing his neck. Her fragile, ringed hand ran up his abs to his chest.

She slowly wrapped her arms around Ezra's neck and kissed him.

Her muffled gasps mixed with Ezra's rough breaths escaped their entangled lips. Parting from the kiss, she looked down at Ezra's abs and shut her eyes, gulping hard.

Ezra's thrusts crashed against her gentle pace, driving him deeper inside her.

"Yes! Ezra! Faster!" she panted.

Ezra's fingers dug into her skin as he braced her hips before he began ramming her pussy, making her cries pained with pleasure.

Her hips shuddered with a merciless jerk, her breasts bouncing as her mouth hung open.

Holding Ezra's gaze, she moved her hips in circles that made her curves even more sensuous.

My cock burned as if her pussy was wrapped around me.

Her chest heaved desperately, her hair sensually scattered around her, sliding off her back, falling onto her chest as she impatiently flipped them, scooping them off her neck.

"Ezra..." she sobbed, throwing back head as her pussy dropped back on Ezra, taking him whole to her depth.

Her makeup smeared sultrily, especially around her eyes and lips, as a slick film of sweat spread across her skin.

Ezra knit his brows in a carnal frustration. He held her hips firmly against his as he fucked her harder through her orgasm. Slumping on him, Xanthea arched herself against him. "Fucking hell..." Xanthea's heart pounded violently, drowning out Ezra's words.

Before I could properly take in Xanthea's thawing expressions, Raven stood before me, obscuring them away from my vision.

I looked into Raven's eyes.

"So? Are we dropping the solo sex rule?" Raven asked, folding his arms across his chest.

I blinked once and then shifted my gaze to Ezra, who was now embracing Xanthea like he never planned to let her go.

"No. We can open the upcoming week for sex, but... solo sex rule will not be dropped," I said with finality in my words. "Wha-why?" Ezra asked, panting.

"Because no one is allowed to have sex with the bride without the knowledge and 'presence' of the other two," I said, peering at Xanthea. "Those were the clear rules from the very beginning."

Raven let out a dry chuckle, running his tongue across his inner cheek. It wasn't difficult to tell something brooded behind his eyes as he contemplated me with a fake smirk.

"Let's vote," Raven said with a triumphant look on his face, hostility dripping from his words. "I am in favor of removing the solo sex rule. We can, individually, have sex with our bride whenever we want and we wouldn't need the permission or 'presence' of the other two. Especially... you, Asher."

"Me too. I vote in favor of this. I am with Raven," Ezra said with a tight gulp, stroking Xanthea's back.

Raven chuckled, his voice tinged with mockery, "looks like you can't control everything after all." He smiled as though he had just won some kind of contest. "You want it or not, we are dropping the solo sex rule."

I got up from the chair. Walking towards Raven, I stood face to face with him.

Raven stared at me, nonchalantly.

Out of the three of us, Raven always had the most freedom, the easier life. Even so, he was always dissatisfied by what he had, pissed when he couldn't have something and content once he had it. And then tossing it aside once he had conquered what he wanted.

He was always in a competition with me. And that's what I was using. I was fuelling his ego for the time being.

This time he was trying to win Xanthea from me, and I let him believe he could. Hope and confidence were two of the most important things for a win. And I provided him both.

Raven liked to believe that he was the only one who wasn't under my control and I let him believe it.

After letting him relish on his victory, I lowered my gaze, sliding my hands in my pants pockets.

00000

"Are you sure?" I asked, matching Raven's gaze. "Are you sure you want to drop the solo sex rules?"

The exultant look in Raven's eyes was washed over by bewilderment within seconds.

With that, I sidestepped and walked past him, deliberately bumping my shoulder against his.

I could feel his eyes follow me, but my eyes were once again captivated by the ring on Xanthea's finger.

Surprisingly, the one who went slightly out of my control was... Ezra and I think I could do a little something about it.

With every step, I got closer to the bed and the more blindingly visible the ring on Xanthea's finger became. The diamonds on the ring gleamed under the dim light.

Ezra drew in his brows, dwelling deeper into his thoughts. He was easily readable as ever. After what I just said, he was re-evaluating, re-contemplating his decision on the solo sex rule. Seizing Xanthea's upper arm, I tore her away from Ezra and pulled her in.

"Ah!" she yelped in a daze as she crashed against me. The daze cleared away from her eyes as soon as the tantalizing electricity charged beneath our skins.

Her breasts tenderly pressed against my chest as she tensed her body in my grip. Her brows knit as she peered at me, widening her eyes. Her breaths turned irregular, her heartbeats erratic.

She was feeling it, too. The bond. Maybe not as intensely as I was, but she could feel it from the moment our eyes met at the altar.

Twisting her wrist, I pinned her ringed hand on her back as I yanked her closer.

I could see the goosebumps zap across her skin as she shut her eyes, wincing and panting.

Ezra and Raven exchanged a glance.

They thought they could have free access to Xanthea if they dropped the rule, not even realizing that with or without the rules, they always had restricted access to her. Restricted access regulated by me. I wrapped my free hand around her nape, embracing her gently.

"Is this really what you want?" I addressed Ezra and Raven, kissing her shoulder. "To not be aware of where she is and with whom?" I asked, running my hand down her spine. Her back arched away from my hand. "Asher..." she whimpered, burying her face in my chest as she clenched my shirt in her free hand.

"If so, then..." my voice came out hoarse. "I don't have a problem."

Raven's brows furrowed, a dark scowl twisting his sharp features.

"Anyone can be having sex with her anytime, anywhere. No restrictions, no rules. No time limit. They can keep her away from the rest for however long they want, of course, outside her college schedule," I said, kissing Xanthea's neck. "And there's no way to know about her whereabout, and no obligation for the one with her to tell others about what he did to her."

Ezra looked as though he was already regretting suggesting to drop the solo sex rules. And if he wasn't, I would give him plenty of reasons to regret.

"All of us know of spying-proof places that others can't access." I put on a smile.

Ezra's eyes dropped at my fingers that ran through Xanthea's, slowly slipping off the ring from her finger with a planned motion to draw Ezra's attention to the ring.

"Anyone can be doing anything with her anytime..." I reiterated, emphasizing on every word.

Just as I was about to remove the ring from her finger-

"Don't take off the ring," Ezra finally spoke.