Fated to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 76: M-My Clothes!

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Chapter 76

~Jade’s POV~

The first touch of his tongue against my clit stole every coherent thought from my mind.

A sharp gasp escaped my lips as my back arched off the couch instinctively. I had expected pleasure, but nothing prepared me for how intense it felt when Xade groaned softly against me like he had discovered something precious.

His hands tightened around my thighs, holding me open for him as his mouth explored slowly, deliberately, as though he wanted to memorize every reaction my body gave him.

"Oh God..." I breathed, my fingers gripping the leather cushions beneath me.

Xade didn’t rush, and that alone undid me.

Xade took his time, licking slowly, teasingly, letting his tongue glide over me before withdrawing just enough to make me chase the sensation.

And Moon Goddess above, it was heavenly. I wanted more. Wanted to feel... to let him feel what I felt.

Each movement was careful, controlled, and devastatingly intimate. The mate bond flared warmly between us.

I could feel his pleasure. His focus. The way he enjoyed making me unravel beneath him. My hips moved without permission, pressing closer to his mouth.

He chuckled softly against me, the vibration sending sparks racing through my body. "Easy," he murmured, though his tone carried amusement rather than warning. "You do not want me devouring you too much or using my teeth to grate you, now do we?"

Then he flattened his tongue and dragged it upward firmly. The pressure his tongue had on my clit was immeasurable. A broken moan fell from my lips.

My head fell back, my eyes clamping shut briefly as my mind flickered to the previous evening, Xade, Xander, Xavier and their cocks taking in over and over.

My hands flew into his hair, holding him there as my thighs trembled around his shoulders. Heat pooled deeper inside me, spreading through my stomach and down my spine.

Xade groaned again, clearly pleased with my reaction, and his grip on my hips tightened as though he refused to let me escape what he was building.

"You taste incredible," he muttered, voice rough with hunger. "This was what Xander enjoyed, huh? Selfish dick didn’t even let us get a taste."

I almost let out a laugh, but the pleasure wasn’t giving me any breathing space.

The words alone made my face burn, yet instead of embarrassment, desire surged stronger.

He licked again, slower this time, circling with deliberate precision that made my breath come out in uneven bursts. I have never felt pleasure like this before meeting my mates.

It felt like everything Troy and I did in the past—even though we never had sex—was second in comparison. My body reacted completely on instinct, hips rolling gently as pleasure climbed higher and higher.

Every nerve felt alive.

Every touch felt amplified.

The bond pulsed between us, carrying my rising need straight into him, and his answering growl told me he felt it just as strongly.

My legs trembled.

"Xade..." I whispered helplessly, unsure whether I was begging him to stop or continue.

He chose continue.

His mouth sealed over me again, sucking gently before alternating between slow strokes and deeper pressure that made my vision blur. The rhythm he set was relentless but controlled, pushing me closer to the edge without letting me fall over it too quickly.

I could feel the tension building, tightening low in my stomach, my core like I was willing the pleasure to build and let me come undone.

My breathing turned shallow. My fingers tightened in his hair as pleasure spiralled upward, impossible to contain.

"I... I can’t—" I gasped.

Xade lifted his eyes briefly to meet mine, his gaze dark with satisfaction as he continued without pause.

"Yes, you can," he murmured confidently.

Then he added a slight flick of his tongue that shattered whatever control I had left.

"Aaahh, fuc.... Xadeee..."

A cry escaped me as my body reacted instantly, hips lifting off the couch while pleasure crashed through me in powerful waves. My vision went white for a moment as sensation flooded every part of me.

My body — my legs and hips — trembled beneath him, breathless and overwhelmed.

Xade did not stop immediately. He slowed instead, guiding me gently through the aftershocks until my muscles relaxed and my breathing steadied.

Only then did he lift his head. His lips glistened slightly, and the sight alone sent another pulse of heat through me.

He crawled up my body slowly, eyes never leaving mine, and settled between my legs again, bracing himself above me.

I could still feel his erection, hard, pressing insistently against my thigh now.

My heart raced just at the thought of where we were heading. His hand brushed softly along my cheek, surprisingly gentle after everything that had just happened.

"You okay?" he asked quietly.

I nodded, still trying to catch my breath. "More than okay."

A satisfied smile tugged at his lips. "I have wanted to do that since the moment you walked into the kitchen this morning," he admitted.

Hearing him say that, my face heated up again.

My hands slid over his shoulders, feeling the warmth of his skin, the strength beneath it, and the steady rhythm of his breathing.

The playful teasing version of Xade was gone. What remained felt deeper and more honest.

His hips shifted slightly, and his erection pressed firmly against my stomach once more, reminding me very clearly that he was far from finished.

His voice dropped lower, roughened by desire. "Now," he murmured, brushing his nose lightly against mine, "tell me if you want me to stop... because I don’t think I can much longer."

My pulse quickened. The bond carried my answer long before words formed in my mouth.

I swallowed slowly, meeting his gaze. "I don’t want you to stop."

The confession came out softer than I intended, but the moment the words left me, something dark and satisfied flickered across Xade’s face.

His breathing deepened. "Dangerous answer, Princess," he murmured.

His hand slid down my side, warm fingers tracing over my waist before settling over my hip. I felt him shift closer, the heavy pressure of his erection pressing insistently against my stomach again.

This time he did not move away from it. Instead, he rolled his hips forward deliberately, letting me feel exactly how hard he was.

A small gasp escaped me. The reaction earned a low chuckle from him.

"You feel that?" he asked quietly.

I nodded before I could stop myself.

Heat flooded my face, yet curiosity burned stronger than embarrassment. Thanks to the mate bond carrying his arousal straight into my body, my stomach fluttered nervously.

Xade watched my expression carefully, almost searching for hesitation. Then his hand gently wrapped around my wrist.

"Touch me," he said softly.

My breath caught. He guided my hand downward until my palm rested over the bulge straining against his joggers. The moment I felt the solid heat of him beneath the fabric, my fingers instinctively curled.

He sucked in a sharp breath. "Easy," he whispered, though his voice already sounded strained.

I hesitated, glancing up at him. "Is... is this okay?"

A crooked smile appeared on his lips. "Jade, I’m barely surviving here. Yes, it’s okay."

Encouraged, I pressed my hand slightly more firmly against him, feeling the length of him through the thin material. He was warm, hard and heavy beneath my palm.

The realisation alone made my stomach tighten. I had fit three of those inside me yesterday.

"Yup, you did. And you loved every bit of it," Javelin cooed, entertaining herself.

Xade’s head dropped forward briefly, his forehead brushing mine as a quiet groan slipped from him.

"Moon Goddess..." he muttered under his breath.

My confidence grew just a little. I moved my hand experimentally, tracing along him through the joggers, fascinated by the way his breathing immediately turned uneven.

His fingers tightened at my waist. "You’re learning very fast," he rasped.

I bit my lower lip, suddenly aware of how bold I was being. "I’m curious."

That earned a low laugh from him. "Curious, huh?" he murmured. "Then would you like to feel it without any barrier?"

My heart skipped at the tempting offer. I hesitated only a second before nodding.

Xade’s expression softened unexpectedly. He shifted slightly, sitting back just enough to hook his thumbs into the waistband of his joggers.

"Last chance to change your mind," he warned gently.

I shook my head. Slowly, he pushed the fabric down just enough to free himself. My breath caught instantly as his cock came into view, thick and flushed, already straining toward me.

Xade exhaled shakily, clearly affected by my reaction.

"Careful," he murmured. "You’re looking at me like that again."

"Like... how?" My hand hovered uncertainly for a moment before I gathered courage and reached forward.

The instant my fingers wrapped around him, warmth flooded my palm and Xade groaned—a deep, raw sound that sent a shiver straight through me.

His head tipped back slightly, jaw tightening as he fought for control. "Jade..." he breathed, voice strained. "You have no idea what that does to me."

I swallowed, fascinated by the way he reacted to even the smallest touch. My thumb brushed lightly across the sensitive tip, and suddenly a voice echoed sharply through the gym corridor.

"Xade! Jade!"

We froze. Xade’s eyes snapped open immediately.

Xander’s voice carried closer this time. "I know you’re both in here." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Shock shot through me as realization crashed down. My hand jerked away instantly while Xade cursed under his breath, quickly pulling his joggers back into place.

"M-My clothes."

We stared at each other, breathing hard, hearts racing for an entirely different reason now. Footsteps stopped outside the gym door, which I had forgotten to close, and there was no way to hide.