Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One

Hailee's POV

It was like nothing I'd ever felt—deep, stretching, filling, yet somehow tender. My breath hitched with every inch of him gliding out and back in. The friction sent little shocks up my spine, each one making my toes curl. Nathan's eyes never left mine, his pace unhurried but purposeful, like he was trying to memorize every sound I made. His hand cradled my cheek while the other stayed firm on my hip, holding me still for him.

"You take me so well," he murmured, his voice thick with awe. "Like your body was made for me."

A whimper escaped me, my hips tilting instinctively to meet his next thrust. That drew a low, guttural groan from him, and his fingers dug into my skin just a little harder.

"Do that again," he urged.

I did, rolling my hips to meet him, and this time the head of his cock brushed somewhere deep that made my vision blur. I gasped, clinging to his shoulders, nails leaving half-moon marks.

"That's it, baby… right there," he breathed, adjusting his angle to hit that same spot over and over until I was moaning openly, no longer caring about anything but the way he felt inside me.

My clit throbbed with every stroke, and Nathan's thumb returned to it, circling slowly in time with his thrusts. The pleasure built so fast it was dizzying, the edges of the world narrowing to the heat between us.

"Talk to me," he said softly, leaning close until his lips brushed mine. "Tell me what you're feeling."

"I—" My voice broke on a gasp as another deep thrust filled me. "So full… so good… Nathan, I—"

His lips captured mine in a kiss that was more like a claim, swallowing the rest of my words. His hips moved a little faster now, the sound of our bodies meeting filling the room.

"I'm not letting go of you," he whispered against my mouth. "Not now, not ever."

The pressure coiled tighter and tighter inside me, my moans turning frantic. My thighs trembled, and I knew I was close—too close.

"Nathan…" I gasped, my nails digging into his back. "I'm—"

His hand slid from my cheek to my throat, not squeezing, just holding me still so I had to meet his eyes.

"Not yet," he said, low and commanding. "Hold it for me."

My whole body screamed for release, but I nodded, trembling. Every deep, slow thrust dragged me higher, the pressure becoming unbearable. I bit my lip hard, fighting it, my hips twitching helplessly against him.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice a mix of pride and hunger. "You're mine, Hailee. Every sound, every shiver… all mine."

Then he shifted, sinking deeper—so deep I gasped like the air had been punched out of me.

"Oh my God," I whimpered, my head tipping back.

He didn't let me escape. His mouth found my breast, teeth grazing before he pinched my nipple between his fingers, making me cry out.

"Yeah… feel me there," he growled, rolling the sensitive bud until my legs jerked.

His free hand slid lower, his thumb pressing hard to my clit, rubbing in slow circles that made my breath break into ragged sobs of pleasure.

"I can't—" My voice cracked, my eyes blurring. I realized with shock that I was crying, my tears slipping hot down my cheeks.

Nathan's thrusts grew sharper, more insistent, his own breathing ragged. He kissed the tears from my face, groaning into my skin.

"I love you," he said, the words raw and unguarded. "God, Hailee, I love you."

My heart stuttered, my chest squeezing as hard as my cunt was around him. "I love you too," I whispered, my voice shaking.

His forehead pressed to mine, his hips moving with a deep, primal rhythm. "My wolf's going insane for you," he rasped, his eyes wild, almost glowing in the low light. "This is the first time he's ever felt like this. What are you doing to me?"

I shook my head, gasping against his mouth. "I don't know… just don't stop."

The pain blurred into pleasure in the most intoxicating way, each deep thrust sending shocks through me until I could barely breathe. My tears clung to my lashes, and I forced my eyes open, locking onto his storm-gray gaze.

"Nathan…" I whimpered, my voice cracking.

I wrapped my legs around him, holding him in, desperate. My hips tilted up, chasing every stroke. "Please… let me… please, Nathan—"

His hand cupped my jaw, holding me still even as his cock drove into me, slow and relentless. "Not until you say it," he growled. "Say you're mine."

"I—" My breath hitched, my body quaking. "I'm yours, Nathan… I'm yours."

Something flashed in his eyes, hot and scary. His lips peeled back just enough for me to see fangs, sharp and glinting, a primal hunger just beneath his control. For a heartbeat, I thought he would bite me, mark me as his.

But he shut his eyes tight, groaning like the effort to stop himself was agony. His voice came out rough, shaking. "Cum for me, Hailee."

The moment he said it, my body broke apart. My legs tightened around his hips as the orgasm tore through me, my cry muffled against his neck. I could feel every inch of him inside me, pulsing, stretching me as the pleasure wrung me out.

He didn't stop. His thrusts grew faster, harder, the bed squeaking beneath us, the wet sounds between our bodies filling the air. My nails clawed at his back as the aftershocks made my muscles spasm around him.

His breathing was ragged now, and I felt him start to pull back, his hips hesitating. "Hailee—" he gasped. "I have to—"

"No," I whispered fiercely, locking my legs tighter, trapping him inside me.

His eyes flew open in shock, locking on mine—realizing exactly what I'd just done. Something in him snapped. He drove into me, rough and fast, until with a guttural groan, he spilled himself deep inside me.

The heat of it spread through me in waves, each pulse making my body tighten in response. I didn't know what had come over me, but I needed to feel all of it. I wanted to know what it was like to have him cum in me. And damn, the feeling was… fascinating.