Filed To Story: Fated is Overrated Novel Free by Brenda Minnaard
Zane drops himself onto the mattress beside me, and it isn’t until I glance up towards Zeke that I notice he is stroking himself. The sight of it is sinfully hot, and I feel my pussy clench because of it. I groan when I feel my arousal build again already “goddess, what are you guys doing to me… At this rate we will never leave the bed”. Zeke repositions himself at the end of my lower body, and I momentarily freeze when he does so. I have enjoyed everything we have done so far, and I can’t say I haven’t thought about f*cking them senseless, but I’m not sure I am ready yet. I know it sounds hypocritical after everything we have done, but if I were to have actual s*x with them they would probably mark me. And that would be a little too much all at once, I want to take this one step at a time. Zeke notices my rigid state and can probably feel my hesitancy through our bond, as he says “relax, my beautiful mate. I was not going to do what you think. Trust me, OK?”. I nod slowly, before he slaps his tip against my clit, before resuming to stroke himself. I moan at the little slaps he continues to give, finding it incredibly hot. He places his tip against my clit with his hand wrapped around it, when continuing to pump his c*ck into his hand. He is effectively stroking my clit with his delicious tip with each pump. It’s not only f*cking hot and bringing me to unparalleled heights, the feeling of his privates against mine feels incredibly intimate, the feeling is unparalleled to anything we have done thus far. I can only imagine what having actual s*x with them would be like. I hear a knock at the door, but I am too engrossed in my building pleasure to respond. I bite back my moans, in order to not let whoever is at the door know what we are doing.
This seems to be at Zeke’s great displeasure, as he slaps his c*ck a few more times again before pulling back, saying “I want to hear you moan, Lola”. I whisper back “there’s someone at the door…”. He thrusts 2 fingers inside me, his tip moving up and down against my clit slowly, while saying “I don’t care, baby girl. I want to hear you moan my name”. I arch my back to press his fingers even deeper. But I still bite my cheek to prevent from moaning, leaving Zeke to retract his fingers. “ZEKE!” I almost yell. “You know what you have to do…” he smirks back at me, and I decide right then and there that I DO know what to do. I jump up from the bed and pounce on him. I overpower him quickly, as he didn’t see the move coming. As I am laying on top of him stark naked, his perfectly sculpted body and delicious c*ck pressing against me, I start rubbing myself against him. I pin his hands above his head while picking up my pace and whispering in his ear “you have been a bad boy, denying your fated mate like that”. I let out some pants and soft moans in between, before continuing “and naughty boys deserve a naughty punishment”. As I feel my pleasure is close to tipping over, I feel Zeke stirring a bit below me. Before I can register what he is doing, I feel a hard slap landing on my butt. “so do you, baby girl”. Rather than being offended or appalled, I find myself being aroused as f*ck by the slap, and my orgasm comes crashing through me. Before I can regroup my brain cells to think about the person at the door, a loud moan comes barging out of my mouth uncontrollably. “F*ckkkk” I breathe out, as I ride the last waves of my orgasm. I haven’t come down from my high yet, when Damon mind links me with a hint of humor in his voice ‘having fun, care bear?’. I freeze on the spot. Horrified, f*cking horrified is how I am feeling right now.
Zeke POV
Right after she lets out the most delicious moan, she freezes on the spot instantly when her eyes glaze over. Whoever is on the other side of the door, must have mind linked her as I feel embarrassment flooding her through our bond. On cue, her cheeks turn a bright red instantly, and her eyes widen in shock. “F*CK” she yells, before jolting off of me, off the bed, and towards her closet to grab clothes. I am still horny as hell and hard as a rock, but I am also amused with her embarrassment at getting caught. Zane and I are hardly ever embarrassed, and we especially don’t care about getting caught making love to our mate. In fact, I take great pleasure and pride in making her moan like that. It would be even better if she moaned my name like that, but I’ll take what I can get for now. I am stunned that she went as far with us as she did to begin with. Never in a million years would I have expected her to get to this point within the next 6 months or so. She is so perfect in every f*cking way, I can’t get over how much I adore this girl. And not to mention, she is smoking hot. I had daydreamed about this quite a lot, but it definitely didn’t compare to the real deal. Lola comes rushing out, fully clothed, whisper screaming “get in the bathroom please, my brother is here”. Zane laughs, before saying “I don’t care baby, he’s seen me naked before”. Her face flushes even more, and she is left speechless for a second, before replying “but I care! I don’t want my brother to know what we…”. She looks so awkward and shy talking about this, it’s adorable.
“OK, we’ll head to the bathroom. Let’s go brother” I order Zane, not wanting to embarrass her further. Both of us give her a soft kiss on the lips when passing her towards the bathroom. I don’t think she notices, but even with just a kiss she lets out these soft, content moans. It’s as heartwarming as it is hot. Altogether, I am feeling a lot less insecure about our relationship than I was earlier. As we are waiting in the bathroom, we hear Damon come in. We hear some chuckles and laughter, but no actual talking, which probably means they are mind linking in order for us to not be able to hear them. Smart, considering we have excellent hearing. It stays that way for a bit, before we suddenly hear Damon speaking loudly. “Oh, hey sis, Felix, the warlock prince, is waiting downstairs for you. He heard about what happened and insisted on coming to see you”. I can’t suppress the deafening growl that erupts from my throat and, judging by an equally vicious one from him, neither can Zane. My overprotectiveness and jealousy are absolutely through the f*cking roof right now. Although she has marked us, we haven’t marked her back, and nobody is able to see that she is bonded to us now. Newly marked and mated Lycans are obsessive with their mates to begin with, but it is even worse when the process is midway and hasn’t been completed yet. It makes me feel all kinds of insecure, jealous, angry. You name it, and I’m feeling it right about now. Within a split second, Zane is busting through the door and rushing towards Lola already. I am hot on his tail, needing to hold my mate equally bad as he does.
Damon is hunched over, laughing and coughing in his laughter, the prick. Zane and I sandwich Lola upon instinct, and I take some deep breaths to inhale her scent, calming myself a little, before I go down there and declare war with the magic kingdom by ripping him to pieces. Who does this little sh*thead think he is? He knows she is our mate! “MINE” Zane and I both declare simultaneously. Lola on the other hand is dead silent, and her cheeks are so red, they are actually burning with heat. Which builds my anxiety even more. Does she like him?! It isn’t until she glances down at our naked bodies pressed against her, that I understand why she is so flustered. In our haste, we completely forgot that we were naked and were supposed to be hiding out in the bathroom. Damon is actually laying on the floor laughing by now, while Lola covers her face with her hands in embarrassment. ‘Sh*t, we embarrassed her dude’ I link Zane quickly, before saying to Lola “I’m so sorry Lola! We got carried away. We didn’t mean to embarrass you”. I quickly grab some towels from the bathroom for me and Zane, and wrap it around my torso, as Zane does the same. “Tell Felix..” Zane spits out his name as if it were venom “.. that Lola and her mates will be right down”. It takes Damon some more time to stop laughing, but eventually his laughter subsides. “I hate to break it to you buddy, but I don’t think he is here to see you” Damon winks at Zane, still laughing. I know he is just playing, but for f*ck sake man, is this guy annoying today.
First, he interrupts our little moment. And then he is taunting us to get a rise out of us. To my surprise, yet great relief, Lola scolds her brother “that’s enough Dame, come on”. Damon pouts at his sister, saying “hawwww! But I was having such fun!”. She chuckles lightly, before nudging him towards the door. “I’ll see you downstairs!” “OK, don’t take too long with your boytoys. Your man Felix is waiting downstairs” Damon yells, while running off fast. Zane and I snarl loudly in unison, and I have a hard time controlling Lex at the thought of this guy wanting to steal our precious mate. Lex is scratching at my barriers to be let out, he wants to rip the f*cker to pieces. And frankly, so do I. But, not only can we not do that because it would ignite a war, I know Lola would disapprove of it as well. And I don’t want to do anything she disapproves of ever again, so I fight back against Lex to suppress him. Just as I am about to lose the battle and feel my canines and claws elongating, I feel Lola’s soft body pressing against my own. As her scent envelops me, I feel Lex is starting to calm down. “Calm down Lex, Lance. I am yours” she speaks softly, with a smile on her face. Lex whimpers in my mind, and I can relate to him so badly. Even though she says the words, she won’t fully be ours until we have marked her. “You aren’t yet, Lola. Lex and Lance will be on edge until the day you will hopefully let us mark you” I answer honestly.
She nods in understanding, before saying “it might be best that you guys don’t come out to greet him with me, then. He is a good person, he doesn’t deserve to be harmed simply for caring about someone’s wellbeing”. I fight hard to suppress a low growl wanting to slip out. I know I am being ridiculously jealous here, but I can’t help it. I wish the f*cker would just f*ck off back to his own kingdom and leave my other half alone. Lola chuckles, before saying “you know, you don’t have to rub your scent all over me in a last ditch attempt. I am pretty sure your scent is ALL over me already” with a wink. I didn’t even realize I was subconsciously rubbing myself against her to sort of mark my territory in a way. Which is ridiculous, since he is a warlock, and won’t even be able to smell it. Only wolf kinds would. Lola pulls away, and heads towards the door. She looks back at us, smiling, before saying “there are clean clothes for you both on the dresser. Meet me in the dining hall when you are done, OK?”. And with that, she walks through the door, closing it behind her. Lex is going crazy inside me, howling and pacing around frantically, and I can’t say I am doing much better.
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