The Tripartite Mate Bond Chapter 144: CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY-FOUR

The bonds that made us new again weaved each other into tightness, the connection stronger than it had ever been and even though I'd just woken from a coma, all I wanted to do was crawl into my mates laps so they could take turns fucking me to exhaustion.

“Princess? You good? You look a little pale,” I heard Axel's concerned voice and my body honed on his form as he stood with just a sweatpant atop me on the big bed in his room.

There were so many scars on his body but I couldn't focus on anything but the need to have any part of him in me and for some reason, he looked different. Stronger, sturdier and more masculine. It's like he'd just fought an incredibly strong opponent for me and won and his victory was etched into his torso, arms and even a nick on his beautiful face.

My silence must have worried them because they moved at the same time to me and I sat up as well, drawn to their presence like a moth to a flame.

“Come on Mama, say something. You've got us a bit worried,” I heard Ares and the sight of him made my restraints which weren't so tight to begin with snap and I drew him down to me by pulling on the gray T-shirt he had on.

“Ooh, someone's feisty today,” Axel laughed, sitting on my right side as I dove into Ares’s mouth with fervor.

He pulled back and the look of hurt on my face must have unnerved him.

“I'm so sorry baby. But you've been asleep for like, a while so…” he began to explain but I didn't get it.

“What my idiotic brother is trying to explain is that you need to get up and brush your teeth and then we'll kiss you till forever if you want, okay?”

“Oh,” I deflated, feeling a bit sad but I understood where he was coming from.

And then my cheeks flamed up with embarrassment.

I speedily ran out of the bed into the bathroom while Axel's laughter boomed behind me.

“Shut up, dumbo!” I heard Ares smack his head, making me shake my head.

The speed at which I brushed my head would beat the Guinness world record.

I couldn't explain it but I just wanted them to fuck me. It was overwhelming and different from how I felt when I was in heat. This was pure wanton need, my legs nearly buckling under the erotic desire.

The bathroom door opened as I rinsed, and Ares was staring at me.

It seemed he'd finally realized what was happening and the dent in his pants was a testament to it, he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. His lustful gaze also proved the fact that his tight hold on the door handle couldn't be due to anything but that need I felt all over my existence.

I was shaken awake from my reverie when the water in my mouth dropped to my tank top. I quickly rinsed out my mouth properly.

“I don't even see the point of cleaning it so much when I'm about to ruin it again,” Ares growled and I paused my actions, his words sending my pussy into a dripping ecstasy. “Come,” he whispered and my body obeyed even before my mind could grasp his command.

I had seen glances of Ares' possessive nature but it seemed he was finally going to show me everything.

Great because I didn't want gentle and sweet right now. I felt unbreakable and I needed him to test my limits, needed to feel my orgasm stretch into my soul; maybe it'll purge the guilt I felt for killing a god in cold blood. It seemed too easy too, one moment he was promising me hell and the next he was a bloody pulp of nothing.

Ares snapped me out of my morose thoughts when his hands connected to my neck, his arms wrapping around the tiny swell of flesh connecting my head to the rest of my body and the firm but small pressure on it gave my pussy another drop of slimy water.

He moved my face closer to his and as he brought his head closer to mine, I parted my lips, expecting him to kiss me but instead, he went to my neck which was clean except the dragon tattoo that Lyra had seared into me before she even knew of my existence.

“Mine!” He growled, his eyes black now, not deep blue or any darker shade of the beautiful ocean that usually lay there. Just darkness. And as his other hand grabbed my ass and pulled me impossibly closer, smacking it aggressively, my body singhed with excitement

“Ugh!” I moaned at the white hot sensation that cooled into a drop of more wetness in my nether region. I could hazard a guess that it was a pool of wetness down there.

“Fuck, she smells so damn good brother,” Axel growled from the room and I wish he could feel what his voice did to me.

I could feel my nipples harden, the pebble-like flesh nearly poking a hole in my top.

His hand lifted and robbed them and I panted, the tension so thick a knife could cut it. It was like a dam broke inside me and I grabbed him roughly, needing him to do something.

That seemed to kick him into action, the need to show him who was the boss driving his hand down my ass again, harder this time.

I never knew I'd love pain until that moment.

“You want to be a good little girl and stand still or you want me to make you?” He growled at me, his hand that was on my neck slapping my breast in tune with his words, forcing me to compliance immediately.

“Good girl,” he praised and I nearly came from his words alone. I wanted to be his good little girl, his in every dirty, completely slutty way. I just couldn't say that so I rubbed my hard nipples on his chest defiantly again.

Instantly, he carried me off the ground and went to the couch in the sitting room and Axel followed, his eyes glistening with need.

The moment Ares sat down, he splayed me face flat across his lap and smacked my ass. Hard.

“Daddy!” I screamed in pain, my heart thudding in my chest.

He grabbed my neck and bent over to whisper in my ear

“Who's in charge here?”

“You,” I mewled weakly, my voice unrecognizable.

He smacked me again and I protested stubbornly, shaking my ass against his laps which earned me another slap.

“You bad girl,” Axel growled from the other side of the couch, “this is turning you on,”

I moaned in response as Ares smacked me again. My ass was probably red as a ripe tomato right now, his print marks all over it but I didn't care. I wanted more and I kept shaking my ass, demanding for it.

“Really?” Ares growled. That seemed to be all he did, his voice a mix of need and authority, turning my insides into mush. “I'll have to change your punishment then. But one thing is sure, Mama, you'll know who's the boss tonight, hm?”

I made to protest but he plunged three fingers into my pussy with no warning.