Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

”Nicholas....” Lilith’s voice broke.

He kissed her again. Swallowing her words. His hands moving over her body with the kind of familiarity that came from knowing every inch of her.

His mouth moved lower. Over her breasts. Down her stomach. Between her thighs.

And then his tongue was on her. Hot. Deliberate. Moving in patterns that made Lilith cry out and arch off the ground.

”God,” Lilith gasped. ”Nicholas....”

He didn’t stop. Just kept working her with his mouth. Building pleasure. Drawing sounds from her throat that were half sobs, half moans.

His fingers joined his tongue. Sliding inside her. Curling. Finding that spot that made stars explode behind her eyes.

Lilith’s hands fisted in the grass. Her hips bucking against his mouth. Chasing sensation.

”Come for me,” Nicholas murmured against her. ”Let go, Lilith. I’ve got you.”

The combination of his tongue and fingers shattered her.

Lilith came with a scream that echoed across the meadow. Pleasure exploding through her body in waves so intense she couldn’t breathe.

Nicholas didn’t stop. Just kept working her through it. Drawing out every last tremor until Lilith was shaking and oversensitive and begging him to stop.

When he finally pulled back, his mouth was wet and his eyes were dark with need.

”I’m not done with you,” Nicholas said.

He positioned himself between her thighs and entered her in one smooth thrust.

Lilith cried out. Not from pain. From the overwhelming sensation of fullness. Of connection. Of Nicholas inside her where he belonged.

”Fuck,” Nicholas groaned. ”I’ve missed this. Missed you. Missed being inside you.”

He started moving. Slow at first. Deliberate. Each thrust sending pleasure spiraling through Lilith’s oversensitized body.

”You feel so good,” Nicholas said. His voice was rough with restraint. ”So perfect. Like you were made for me.”

”I was,” Lilith sobbed. ”I was made for you and Sebastian and Lucian. And now you’re gone and everything is broken and I don’t know how to fix it.”

”You don’t fix it,” Nicholas said. He increased his pace. Harder now. More intense. ”You live with it. You carry me with you. You let Sebastian and Lucian love you. And you remember that I’m still here. Still part of you. Still connected through the bonds even though you can’t see me.”

His thrusts became brutal. Desperate. Like he was trying to bury himself so deep inside her they would never be separate.

Lilith’s nails dug into his shoulders. Her legs wrapping around his waist. Taking every inch he gave her.

”I love you,” Lilith gasped. ”I love you so much.”

”I know,” Nicholas said. ”I feel it. Through the bond. Your love. Your grief. Your desperate need for me to still exist somewhere.”

He changed the angle. Hitting deeper. Making Lilith see stars.

”I do exist,” Nicholas continued. His voice strained. ”Not the way I used to. Not in a body you can touch in the waking world. But Lilith, some part of me survived. In the bonds. In the space between life and death. In you.”

”I feel you,” Lilith sobbed. ”When Sebastian and Lucian touch me. I feel you there. Like you’re trying to reach through from wherever you are.”

”Because I am,” Nicholas confirmed. ”I’m reaching for you. Trying to let you know I’m still here. Still loving you. Still protecting you the only way I can.”

He thrust harder. Faster. Chasing his own release while dragging Lilith toward another climax.

”Come with me,” Nicholas demanded. ”Let go. Trust that I’m here. Trust that this is real.”

Lilith felt her second orgasm building. Higher. More intense than the first.

Nicholas’s hand moved between their bodies. Finding her clit. Rubbing in tight circles.

The combination shattered her.

Lilith came screaming his name. Pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Her entire body convulsing with the force of it.

Nicholas followed. Buried deep inside her. His own climax hitting hard enough that his entire body shook.

And in that moment, in the peak of shared pleasure....

Lilith felt the bond.

Not broken. Not gone. Just.....different. Distant. Like Nicholas was calling to her from very far away.

”I’m here. I’m still here. Don’t forget me.”

Then the meadow dissolved.

The golden light faded.

And Lilith’s eyes flew open.

Darkness. Her bedroom. The familiar ceiling.

A dream. It had been a dream.

Except.....

Pleasure was still coursing through her body. Real. Physical. Undeniable.

Lilith looked down and her breath caught.

Sebastian was between her legs. His mouth on her pussy. Tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes that made her hips buck involuntarily.

”Sebastian...” Lilith gasped.

He looked up. His grey-blue eyes dark with desire. His mouth wet from her arousal.

”You’re awake,” Sebastian said. ”Good. I was wondering how long you’d sleep through this.”

”What are you.....how long have you....”

”I came to check on you,” Sebastian said. ”Found you sleeping on the floor. Carried you to bed. And then....” He paused. ”You started moaning his name. Nicholas. You were dreaming about him.”

Lilith felt heat flood her face.

”I thought...” Sebastian continued, his voice rough. ”I thought maybe I could help. Help you remember him. Honor him. By giving you pleasure the way he would have.”

His mouth returned to her pussy. Tongue circling her clit with devastating precision.

Lilith’s back arched off the bed. ”Oh god....”

”Tell me about the dream,” Sebastian said between strokes. ”Tell me what he did to you.”

”Sebastian....”

”Tell me,” Sebastian demanded. His fingers sliding inside her. Curling. Finding that spot that made her see stars.

”He....” Lilith gasped. ”He was in a meadow. He said he was still here. Still connected through the bonds. And then he....”

She couldn’t finish because Sebastian’s tongue moved faster. Building pleasure. Driving coherent thought from her mind.

”Did he fuck you?” Sebastian asked.

”Yes,” Lilith sobbed.

”How?”

”Hard. Desperate. Like he was trying to prove he was real.”

Sebastian pulled back and wiped his mouth. ”Get on your hands and knees.”

Lilith scrambled to comply. Her body already aching for him despite the dream. Despite everything.

Sebastian positioned himself behind her. One hand gripping her hip. The other guiding himself to her entrance.

”I’m going to fuck you the way Nicholas would have,” Sebastian said. His voice was low. Dark. Absolutely devastating. ”Hard. Brutal. Until you can’t tell the difference between dream and reality. Between him and me. Until all you can feel is pleasure and connection and the bonds holding you to us.”