Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One

Dane's POV

Her lips sealed around my cock, hot and wet, and my head snapped back with a strangled groan. Every nerve in my body ignited like fire, the ache in my chest colliding with the intoxicating pleasure flooding me. My fists knotted in the sheets, holding so tight I thought they'd tear, but I couldn't pull away—not when her mouth moved over me like that. Slow at first, then faster, hungrier, as if she wanted to erase every doubt, every question, with the way she worshipped me.

"Hailee…" I rasped, my voice breaking on her name. My hand found the back of her head, fingers tangling in her damp hair, not forcing her but clutching on like she was the only thing keeping me from shattering completely.

She moaned around me, the vibrations shooting straight through my core, making my hips jerk. The sight of her—on her knees, lips stretched around my length, eyes never leaving mine—was almost too much to take. She looked ruined and beautiful, broken and defiant, and gods help me, she was mine in that moment.

But guilt twisted inside me, knowing Nathan and Callum had already touched her, knowing I was just another name on her lips—but when she hollowed her cheeks and took me deeper, all I could think was how I'd burn the world if it meant keeping her like this, looking at me this way.

"Fuck, Hailee," I groaned, my thighs trembling as I fought to keep control. She wasn't gentle, and I didn't want her to be. She was desperate, punishing, giving me everything she had left—and I wanted it all.

My hand slipped from her hair to her cheek, cupping her face even as she sucked me. Her skin was wet with tears, or maybe sweat, I couldn't tell. I just knew she was unraveling me piece by piece.

"Stop," I managed, my voice hoarse, almost a plea. But she didn't. She pushed harder, faster, until I was gripping her shoulders, dragging her up to me. My chest heaved as I pulled her mouth off me, my forehead pressed to hers, my voice raw.

"I don't want just this, Hailee," I said, my words cracking, half a growl, half a sob. "I want you. All of you. Hailee, I love you."

Her lips were swollen, her breath ragged, her eyes glistening as she whispered, "Just fuck me, Dane..."

Her words slammed into me, tearing down the last shred of control I had.

I crashed my mouth against hers, crushing her lips under mine, tasting myself on her tongue, the salt of her tears, the fire of everything we were burning through. My hands roamed down her slick skin, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise as I dragged her onto my lap.

She gasped when my cock pressed against her soaked pussy, sending me spiraling into madness. "Hailee…" I growled into her mouth, my breath broken. "You don't know what you're asking for."

But she straddled me, thighs clamping tight around my waist, nails digging deep into my shoulders. "I know exactly what I'm asking," she whispered, her voice cracking with desperation. "I want you inside me. Now."

That plea shattered me.

I gripped her ass, lifting her just enough, and in one fierce thrust I buried myself deep inside her. Her cry ripped through the air, raw and sharp, but her body clung to mine like she'd been waiting for this moment all along.

"Fuck—Hailee…" I choked, my head falling to her shoulder, my whole body trembling as her tight pussy swallowed me. It wasn't just sex—it was agony and salvation, punishment and mercy, all at once.

She rode me hard, recklessly, her hair sticking to her damp skin, her lips parting with every broken moan. I held her tight, meeting every desperate grind of her hips, every slam of her body against mine.

"You think I can let you go after this?" I rasped into her ear, thrusting up into her so hard the bedframe rattled. "You think I'll let them have you while I stand by?"

Her nails carved lines into my back as she cried out, "Dane—don't stop, please—"

I gritted my teeth, biting back a growl, pounding into her like each thrust could carve my name into her soul. My lips found her neck, sucking, biting, marking her the way Nathan and Callum had—but harder, deeper. Mine.

Her walls clenched around me, her body shaking, and I knew she was close. I slammed into her faster, rougher, my own release clawing at the edges of my control.

"Say it," I demanded, my voice guttural, my hands gripping her hips so tight she whimpered. "Say you're mine, Hailee."

Her head fell back, eyes wild, tears streaking her flushed cheeks. "I'm yours, Dane—" she screamed, breaking apart in my arms.

That was it. That was my undoing.

My orgasm ripped through me, but it wasn't enough. Not nearly enough.

I needed more.

With a growl tearing from my chest, I wrapped my arms around her trembling body and stood, lifting her effortlessly. She gasped, her legs instinctively locking around my waist, my cock still buried deep inside her soaked heat.

"Dane—" she whimpered, but I didn't give her a chance to finish.

I carried her across the room, slamming her back against the wall hard enough to make the frame rattle. She cried out, her arms flying around my neck, her nails digging into my skin as I drove into her, hard and relentless.

Her pussy clenched around me, still spasming from her orgasm, milking me even as I began to thrust again, deeper, rougher, angrier. My hips crashed into hers, the slap of skin against skin echoing in the room, mixed with her ragged moans and my guttural growls.

"Mine," I snarled, each thrust punctuating the word, my forehead pressed to hers, sweat dripping between us. "Do you hear me, Hailee? You'll always be mine."

She whimpered my name, broken and beautiful, her voice splintering as pleasure tore through her again. "Dane—oh goddess—yes—yours—always yours!"

The sound of it, the way her body clung to me, squeezing me so tight I could barely breathe—it drove me wild. I fucked her against that wall like I was trying to fuse us together, to make sure no one—not Nathan, not Callum, not anyone—could ever take her from me.

Her cries grew louder, more frantic, as I shifted, angling my thrusts deeper until she screamed, her body trembling violently in my arms. Her release poured over me, wet and hot, and the sensation dragged me down with her.