Rejected By My Mate; Claimed By Lycan Quadruplets Chapter 137

Kael's POV

The pool lights shimmered like molten silver, spreading across the still water in ripples. The estate was quiet—too quiet for the kind of thoughts running through my head. I stood there a moment, flowers in hand, my pulse heavy in my throat. Enzo had left earlier, storming off with that look on his face, the one that said he didn’t care what happened next. It was my chance.

My mask was still on, snug against my skin, the carefully crafted face of my brother. I didn’t need to unmask, not now. The whole point was that Lisa couldn’t know. She thought she’d been waiting for Enzo, and when she saw me walk out with flowers, she’d smile that soft smile she saved only for him.

I stepped out, the cool evening air brushing over me. The pool lights made everything glow—her skin, her hair, the delicate curve of her shoulders. Lisa was wrapped in a thin robe, leaning on the lounge chair, arms folded like she’d been waiting forever.

“You took long,” she pouted, her voice low, almost playful, but with that little edge. “Do you know how cold I’ve been sitting here?”

I smiled—Enzo’s smile, the one I had perfected over the years. “Then I’ll just have to warm you up, won’t I?” I said, dropping the flowers on the table.

She looked at them briefly, then at me, her lips curving. “You’re late. I should punish you.”

My chest tightened at the way she said it. She thought she was talking to Enzo. She thought she was scolding him. But tonight, it was me. And I was going to take every second of it.

I walked closer, fingers tugging her robe loose, sliding it down her shoulders slowly. The fabric slipped, revealing her bikini underneath—thin, black, clinging to her like it wanted to be torn off.

“Cold, huh?” I teased, brushing my knuckles across her arm. Her skin rose in goosebumps.

She gave me that look, rolling her eyes. “You think you’re funny?”

I leaned down, close enough that my lips almost brushed her ear. “No. I think I’m about to make you forget you were ever cold.”

Before she could answer, I scooped her up and tossed her straight into the pool.

Her scream cut through the night, then dissolved into laughter as she surfaced, splashing water in my direction. “Enzo! You asshole!”

The name burned on my skin like acid—but I bit it back, grinning, shrugging off my shirt as I dived in after her.

The water was cold at first, but she was warm in my arms. I pulled her close against me, pressing her back against the wall of the pool, my hands already roaming down her wet curves.

“You’re crazy,” she gasped, half laughing, half breathless.

“Crazy for you,” I said, and kissed her hard.

Her lips were eager, hungry, opening for me. She clung to me, legs wrapping around my waist as I pressed her tighter against the wall. The water moved around us in soft waves, but all I felt was her—her mouth, her body, the heat radiating from her even as droplets slid down her skin.

She broke the kiss, panting. “Someone could see…”

I smirked, licking the water off her neck. “Let them.” My voice was lower now, rougher. “I want them to see you like this—moaning, begging.”

She bit her lip, her eyes flickering with that dangerous spark. She liked it. She liked the risk.

My hand slid under the water, slipping past her bikini bottom, fingers finding her already wet and aching. She gasped, nails digging into my shoulders.

“Enzo—”

I almost faltered, almost. But I kept going, circling her slowly, then harder, watching her face twist with need.

“You like that?” I whispered.

She nodded, head falling back against the pool wall, eyes fluttering.

“Say it,” I demanded, fingers teasing her mercilessly.

“Yes,” she moaned, water splashing around us as she shifted against my hand. “I love it… I love when you touch me like this.”

The words sent a rush straight through me. She thought it was him she loved like this. But it was me, Kael, making her lose control, making her shiver.

I pulled her bikini aside and slid into her slowly, the water parting around us. She cried out, clinging to me as I thrust deeper, holding her up against the pool wall. The feeling was electric—her tightness, her heat mixing with the coolness of the water.

“Oh my God,” she gasped, nails scraping down my back. “Harder… Enzo…”

I obeyed, slamming into her harder, the sound of water splashing loud, echoing in the quiet night.

“Fuck—Lisa,” I groaned, my lips finding hers again, devouring her moans.

Her legs tightened around me, pulling me deeper, every thrust sending shudders through her body. I held her wrists above her head against the tiles, fucking her like I owned her, like I’d always owned her.

She cried out louder, muffled against my mouth, her body tensing as I pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

“You gonna come for me?” I growled, grinding into her.

“Yes—oh God—yes!” she whimpered, trembling as the climax ripped through her.

I didn’t stop, even as she shook in my arms. I fucked her through it, biting her shoulder, holding her so tight she couldn’t move.

When her breathing calmed a little, I pulled her out of the pool, dripping water across the deck as I carried her to the lounge chair. I threw her down on it, her wet hair sticking to her face, her chest heaving.

“You’re insane,” she whispered, laughing breathlessly.

“You love it,” I shot back, yanking her bikini top down to bare her breasts, sucking hard on one until she moaned again.

Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer. “Enzo… you’re different tonight…”

A thrill shot down my spine. If only she knew.

I flipped her over onto her stomach, pulling her hips up as I pushed inside her again, harder this time. The sound of skin slapping against wet skin filled the air, mixed with her muffled cries as she gripped the chair cushions.

“Fuck—yes—right there!” she screamed, her voice raw, desperate.

I pounded into her mercilessly, my hands gripping her waist, dragging her back onto me with every thrust.

“You feel so fucking good,” I snarled, sweat and water dripping down my body. “So fucking tight around me.”

She was sobbing now, from pleasure, from the sheer intensity of it. “Don’t stop—please—don’t stop!”

I bent over her, lips at her ear, voice dark. “I’m not stopping until you can’t walk back inside.”

Her answering moan nearly broke me.

I pulled her hair back, making her arch, giving me better access as I slammed into her over and over. Her walls clenched around me, and I knew she was close again.

“Come for me,” I ordered, thrusting harder, faster. “Come on my cock, Lisa.”

Her body convulsed, a scream tearing from her throat as she came again, shaking under me. I growled, holding her tight as I spilled inside her, grinding through the last brutal thrusts until we were both trembling, breathless.

The night air was thick with our panting, the smell of sex heavy around the shimmering pool. I collapsed beside her on the lounge chair, still inside her, both of us soaked, ruined, and gasping for air.

She turned her head to look at me, smiling weakly. “You… you’re unbelievable tonight.”

If only you knew, I thought, brushing a strand of wet hair from her face. If only you knew it wasn’t Enzo.