Page 68 of A Chance at Love for the Twin Alphas

I wrap my arms around her, smashing my lips against her and kissing her.

“Henry!” she pants, trying to escape my lips.

“I know, you are right.” I can feel my cheeks flush in shame. “No one has ever chewed me out the way you did, but I needed it.”

“I never hold back,” Elodie tells me. “You should know this before we get serious.”

“We are not serious yet?” I mutter, feeling hurt.

She narrows her eyes. “Don’t give me that look. You are the one who just told me to reject you.”

I turn my head away from her, ashamed for putting her through this. She is fucking right. Elodie cups my cheeks, and turns my head back to look at her. “Don’t ever do that again,” she whispers.

“I won’t,” I promise. “I’m so sorry, love.”

“I’m sorry for punching you,” she says. “A bit.” She pauses. “I love you, Henry.”

My heart warms at her words. “I love you too,” I say. “I fell in love with you way before we found out we were mates.”

“Henry.” She looks at me. “Make me yours.”

My mouth drops open, and I must look truly comical. “Are you sure? After everything I told you, you don’t want to test me further?”

“No, you were honest with me,” she says. “I yelled at you, and although you are an alpha, you didn’t react in any aggressive way. Alphas are proud, but you take me seriously, you let me be me, you listen to me, you even apologize. You might have been a shitty teenager, but you are a great man now.”

“And your future?” I ask. “You were uncertain about what you wanted to do and how to handle everything.”

She looks away, flustered. “I was just running away,” she mutters. “The Council has a base here. I will still work for Prince Eric, but also follow my luna duties. I already talked to Prince Eric, and he fully supports me and Elise. Elise was right when she told me that sometimes we need to jump. I’ll never be able to do it the way she does, but…” She takes a deep breath. “I told you I won’t let you take the easy way out. You need to do the same for me.”

She doesn’t need to ask me twice. Arlo comes to the surface, growling possessively. “Mate!” he exclaims.

“Yes,” Elodie whispers, her own eyes flashing too. Danae seems to appear.

With a swift movement, Arlo rips her clothes off her body before tugging his clothes off. He turns her over to be on top of her, grabbing her roughly by her hips and entering her in one go. Elodie or Danae—I’m not so sure anymore—moan his name. They wrap their legs around us while we pound into them. It’s difficult to say who is in control… Arlo and I are continuously pushing each other back and taking the lead.

Arlo comes forward again, smacking one of her boobs before grabbing it and kneading it. He loves her curves just like I love them, enjoying the way her breasts bounce while he pushes into her roughly.

Elodie’s eyes are dark again, with Danae looking up at us. “Mates,” she groans. “So strong, yes, harder…” she pants. “Give me more.”

We make sure to give them everything we have, beads of sweat forming on our forehead as we pump our dick into our mate. Our hand moves downwards to her clit, stimulating it roughly until Danae and Elodie are writhing beneath us.

Arlo elongates his canines and, without hesitation, bites down on Elodie’s neck hard. Her body shivers, a scream of pleasure leaving her lips. I can feel her walls pulsating around my dick. With her last remaining strength, she grabs me by my hair and pulls me downwards, marking me as hers as well.

The bond snaps in its place with full force, taking my breath away when I feel her emotions seeping through like a dam that was just ripped down. It seems my body is sizzling from the inside, sending jolts of lust and pleasure through me. I come hard into her, filling her up with my seed. Elodie’s body goes limp, and I make sure to carefully wrap her in my arms when I lay down next to her.

Arlo is head over heels to have marked his mate and retreats to the back of his mind to link with Danae while Elodie, and I have time to come down from our high.

“Thank you,” I whisper into her ear.

“Thanking your girlfriend for the awesome sex is cheesy,” she grumbles.

“Then how about thanking you for letting me mark you?”

Her cute frown gets replaced by a smile. “You should show this side of you more often.”

“You mean I should thank others for letting them mark them?” I joke lamely.

“No, you idiot.” She sighs. “Your kind side.”

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