Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: On The Call

Hailee’s POV

"How do you feel?" He whispered, his voice dry and rough, turning me on even more.

"Tight," I managed, my voice unsteady. "So... so full." Saying it out loud made my stomach twist with embarrassment, but the pleasure was far too intense to stop.

He nodded slowly, a dark, satisfied smile curling his lips. "Good. Now, another. Slowly, Hailee. I want to watch you take your time."

Following his command, I slid my middle finger in beside the first, pushing past the delicious resistance of my pussy. The stretch burned sweetly, pain and pleasure tangled together until I couldn’t tell them apart. My head fell back, breaths coming fast and shallow. Seeing him watching me, hearing his rough breathing, and feeling his eyes devour me—it all stoked the fire inside, making my body ache for more.

"It’s not enough," I gasped, the words spilling out before I could stop them. "It’s not you." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

His dark eyes flashed. "Soon, Hailee. Very soon," he promised, his voice carrying a warning. "But right now, this is what you have. And you’ll take it, and you’ll love it, because I’m telling you to." His control was total, an invisible pull that made my body obey. "I want you to bring that third finger, darling. Now. And I want you to start moving. Show me how much you want my cock inside you."

With a shaky breath, I pushed the third finger in. The feeling of being full was a wonderful, sharp feeling. The world became small—just the screen, Nathan’s demanding stare, and the powerful, growing pressure inside me.

I brought my free hand up, finding the hard points of my nipples. I started rubbing the tip of one in circles, adding a new layer of strong feeling, while still fingering myself with the other hand. Doing two things at once needed a lot of focus, but the massive feeling was exactly what my body needed. The rubbing was intense, desperate, and pushing me closer to the edge.

"Faster, baby," he urged, his voice dropping to a dark, commanding growl. "Show me how badly you crave my touch."

I moved faster, my hips jerking quickly, trying to find the best spot. The pleasure shot up, becoming a desperate, driving need. I quickly looked down at his huge cock, still held tight in his hand, thick and heavy, shaking because he was trying so hard to wait. Seeing it made the muscles deep inside my middle clench painfully.

"Don’t look away from me," he warned, his voice sharp, pulling my eyes back to his. "You cum for me, Hailee. Keep your eyes on my face."

"Fuck," I panted, my body arching up a little. The movement only made the rubbing against my nipples and my fingers more intense. "I feel... I feel the coil tightening. I’m so close, Nathan. I’m about to pass out."

"You are not passing out; you are cumming," he corrected me, his voice getting harder. "And I want to watch every piece fall apart, Hailee. Picture my mouth on you. Picture my hand, hard and rough, rubbing this pussy until you scream my name."

He finally gave in to his own need, the control he’d held so tightly breaking with a loud breath. He grabbed his cock with a stronger grip, matching my fast rhythm. He quickly picked up his speed, his hand a blur, his own eyes stuck on the entrance to my pussy on the screen, his jaw tight. The matching speed, the deep connection, was the final push.

"Nathan!" I cried out, my voice breaking as the orgasm hit. My body convulsed, hips jerking wildly as the wave crashed over me, fierce and all-consuming. I clamped a trembling hand over my mouth to muffle the raw sound, but the trembling of my body betrayed everything.

My eyes, wide and huge, looked not at his face, but at his cock, watching him fight his own painful release as I completely lost it.

I watched him shake, watched the pleasure take over me, and the sight broke the last piece of his control. He hadn’t stopped moving, but his face was tight, his jaw squeezed shut, his eyes burning with a fierce, owning triumph.

"Mine," he growled.

He gave one final, powerful pump of his hips, his own control finally snapping. A rough, animal sound tore from his throat as he arched his back, his body shaking wildly in a release that was the same as mine. He finished too; the feeling of finishing at the same time bridging the distance like an electric shock.

We were both left breathing hard, wet, and totally worn out, the phones the only witnesses to the explosion. Our heavy breathing filled the speakers, a messy, deep kind of quiet.

Suddenly, a loud, sharp bark echoed from the edge of the training yard behind Nathan.

We both froze. The private moment shattered like glass thrown against a wall. The nice feeling went away instantly, replaced by a cold, sharp shock of panic.

Nathan’s head quickly turned, his eyes instantly changing from deep desire to sharp awareness. His eyes—those intense, dark windows that had just been commanding my body—were now flat and distant. His alpha instincts took over everything else. He was listening closely, his body ready to move.

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