Page 54 of A Chance at Love for the Twin Alphas

Marcel drops down on top of me, his arms shivering slightly when he tries to push himself up to not crush me under his weight.Elise.

I still feels so amazing to hear him through the mind link!Marcel.

“You are a goddess, Elise,” he pants as he slowly pulls out of me. He turns over and drops onto his back.

“You too,” I smirk. “You and Ryker!”

“Who’s Ryker?” he asks. “Please tell me you didn’t name my dick.”

“I didn’t.” I grin. “It’s your tongue.”

He looks at me dumbfounded for a moment before he laughs and groans.

Okay, homegirl.Samara pushes forward.I want to feel the magic dick too, and I need to meet Ryker!

Go ahead.I grin and allow her to take over the wheel.

She giggles, taking over my body and turning to straddle Marcel’s hips. “Hello, mate,” she purrs.

Marcel raises one of his perfect eyebrows as he brushes through her hair with his hand. “What’s your name, queen?” he asks.

“Samara.”

“Do you want to meet my wolf?” he asks. “Chase.”

“Yes,” she exclaims. “Let my boy out.”

“Well then,” Marcel snorts. “Have fun.” His eyes flash and turn black as his wolf, Chase, is on the surface. Marcel and Chase might be a dominant beta wolf, and in our human form, I’ll happily have Marcel pull the strings, but Samara is a lycan with alpha blood.

Good luck, Chase!

Though, by the growl that escapes his lips when she slips onto his dick, riding him without mercy, he seems to enjoy it.

I decide to give my girl the privacy she deserves and let her have a piece of our mate, too.

*MARCEL*

When Alpha Celine sent me to support Elise and her team for their current project a day ago, I never in my wildest dreams, imagined I would wake up to my mate snuggled against me just one day later. Elise is the wildest and sweetest surprise ever. Like most werewolves, I was waiting to meet my mate, just not as desperately as others. But ever since my younger sister found her better half, it did feel a bit lonely without her.

I didn’t know what I truly missed until I found it.

Elise and I spent the whole afternoon and night together, but unfortunately, we can’t stay another day in bed, so eventually, we have to get up and especially clean up. Now Elise is walking out of the bathroom, refreshed and ready to go to breakfast. We couldn’t stay away from a little quickie in the shower until I begrudgingly decided one of us needs to act as an adult and make sure we got ready for the day. Otherwise, we would never get anything done today.

Not that I would mind. I’d love to spend my day worshiping her glorious body. That bubbly ass and her perfect curves and those breasts. Each of them a gift of the Goddess.

Elise is dressed in a cute pair of ripped jeans and long-sleeved cropped top. It shows off the mark I left on her neck. She looks slammin’, and I fight the urge to claim her again. As if she is sensing my needs, she smirks at me.

My chocolate prince is hungry for his milky bar?she teases.

Why should I deny the obvious.I smirk, my eyes glinting as Chase comes forward.And later tonight, I’d like to have another bite of my milky bar.

Elise seems to be wobbly on her legs, but instead of being embarrassed, my wildflower just beams at me. She walks closer to me, jumping into my arms. “The least you could do is carry me downstairs,” she whispers.

“Elise.” I smile, kissing her lips softly. “My beautiful wild minx.”

She wraps her arms around my neck, looking serious all of a sudden. “You were the best gift I could have received, Marcel.”

“Mom would have loved you,” I whisper. “It’s a pity you won’t be able to meet her, but I will make sure you meet my sister properly.” Jazz will love her. I know it. They already met briefly, but I know they will get along.

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