Free Web NovelChapter 109: The End
Liam growled deep in his chest, the rumbling vibration carrying undisguised promise.
His lips curved in a lascivious smirk as he drank in the wanton sight of his lover writhing helplessly beneath him, flushed and disheveled and utterly at Liam’s mercy.
"Gladly," he practically purred.
With an economical shift of powerful muscle, Liam pinned Cobra’s wrists above his head in one large hand.
The other trailed in a blazing path down the gorgeous expanse of Cobra’s torso, mapping every ridge and hollow with delicious intent.
Cobra’s back arched in a desperate bow off the mattress as Liam’s clever fingers danced across his nipples, rolling and teasing the peaked nubs until they stood up stiff and aching.
"No teasing, please..." he groaned, teeth gritted against the wanton keen building in his throat. "Liam, I need...!"
"Shh, I know what you need," Liam soothed, dipping his head to leave openmouthed kisses along the rigid cords of Cobra’s straining neck.
"I’ll take such good care of you, Blondie."
Cobra let out a strangled sound that could have been either a plea or prayer.
His hips canted hungrily upward, seeking delicious friction against Liam’s denim-clad thighs slotted between his own.
On the periphery of his dwindling awareness, Cobra felt the mattress dip as Anastasia shifted closer to press herself along his side.
Her clever hands trailed over his sweat-slick skin, mapping paths of electrifying sensation that set every nerve alight.
Cobra’s control splintered even further when she pressed a scorching, open-mouthed kiss to the hollow of his throat.
"Look at you," she husked, words vibrating against his thundering pulse point. "Our beautiful, our powerful alpha...completely at our mercy." freewёbnoνel.com
Cobra could only whine in desperation, speared between the dual onslaught assaulting his senses.
Where Liam’s touch blazed like an untamed wildfire, Anastasia caressed like the first licks of gentle flame - slowly unraveling him with excruciating precision.
She licked a slick path up the corded column of his bared throat to join Liam in scattering scorching, stinging kisses along his jawline.
"Please..." Cobra begged raggedly, straining futilely against the iron bands of Liam’s restraint. "Please, I’m gonna...I’m so close..."
"Let go, baby," Liam ordered in that same low, voice that chased delicious shivers along Cobra’s nerve endings.
He sealed their mouths together in a devouring kiss, all heat and possession and claiming dominance.
At the same instant, his free hand blazed a path down the rigid vee of Cobra’s lower abdomen to firmly cup and stroke his swollen, aching length.
He came undone with a wrenching, broken shout muffled against Liam’s ravaging mouth, hips jerking erratically as he pulsed his scorching release over Liam’s clenched fist.
Through the haze of shattering climax, Cobra was only dimly aware of Liam’s arms banding around him like steel cables, cradling him close as he rode out the final shuddering convulsions.
He draped himself bonelessly over Liam’s chest, hardly caring about the rapidly cooling streaks of his own release smeared between their flushed skin.
"Holy fuck," was all he could rasp out hoarsely. "Pretty sure I just had a near-death experience..."
Liam’s rich laughter rumbled against his cheek as strong arms tightened their possessive bands around him.
"You’re so beautiful like this," he murmured reverently, brushing soft kisses through Cobra’s disheveled hair. "I could watch you come apart beneath my hands a thousand times over and never grow tired of the sight."
A soft, contented hum followed by the gentle skim of fingertips trailing up his calf indicated
Anastasia shifted even closer into their cuddled embrace.
Cobra felt Liam’s free hand reach out to tug her form flush against them both until she melted into the familiar tangle of sweat-slicked skin and sated afterglow.
"My gorgeous, incredible mates," she whispered in awed reverence, peppering slow kisses along Liam’s throat and Cobra’s shoulder. "No treasure in all the world could ever compare to this moment..."
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Liam and Cobra were playing a one-on-one basketball game in the backyard.
Their shoes made squeaking sounds on the wooden court.
Liam’s strong body was shining with sweat as he moved the ball, trying to get past Cobra’s good defense.
Cobra was very quick and graceful, anticipating Liam’s every move.
He managed to slap the ball out of Liam’s hands and scored an easy basket. "I got two points," he said with a wink.
Before Cobra could react, Liam grabbed him from behind in a big bear hug, pressing Cobra’s back against his sweaty chest.
Liam kissed Cobra’s neck and asked "Best two out of three, blondie?"
Cobra felt a tingle of desire go down his spine at Liam’s deep, sexy voice. "You are playing dirty again," he accused, arching his body against Liam’s holding the latter’s hands around his waist.
Just then, Anastasia interrupted them. "Hey, boys! Don’t start something you can’t finish. I have a challenge for the winner."
This got their interest.
They stopped wrestling and looked at Ana lounging on a chair, her black hair draped over her bare shoulder.
She smiled slyly and said, "I’ll kiss whoever wins this match." She licked her lips teasingly.
She had to find a way to stop the game because they looked so tired but none of them wanted to give up.
" Are you in?" Liam and Cobra grinned hungrily at each other, then back at Anastasia. "Is that even a question?"
Liam growled, heading back to the court.
Their rematch turned into an all-out physical battle, both grunting and straining bodies slapping together as they fought for dominance.
Anastasis watched with dark eyes, biting her lip as she admired their muscular, sweat-glistening forms.
Eventually, Cobra pinned Liam down. "Point for me," he said victoriously before kissing Liam deeply and going over to Anastasia.
Anastasia rose and pulled Cobra close, their mouths crashing together passionately as she ran her hands over his abs.
Watching them kiss so intimately, a feral growl rumbled in Liam’s chest as he fought the urge to tackle them both and mark them as his.
But Cobra pulled Liam into their embrace, breaking his restraint with a smoldering look.
"Don’t pout, gorgeous," he murmured before kissing Liam fiercely.
Liam was overwhelmed by the sensations - the taste of Cobra’s skin, the scent of Anastasia’s arousal as she nipped at his throat.
Their questing tongues and hands left him breathless with need.
Then a baby’s cry pierced through their heated moment.
Liam and Cobra quickly disengaged and shared a concerned look.
"They’re getting good at interrupting," Anastasia chuckled, wiping her brow as she watched her mates rush off to handle the crying babies.
She followed to the nursery and found them already cradling and soothing their two fussing infants with gruff tenderness.
"Just a wet diaper," Liam said adoringly, nuzzling his son’s fuzzy auburn head.
Anastasia slid her arm around Cobra, caressing their daughter’s chocolate hair.
"Don’t say it," Cobra teased, "I know what you think - that our babies are perfect angels, right gorgeous?"
Liam chuckled deeply. "The most beautiful babies ever," he agreed with a crinkly-eyed smile at his sons.
"Hmm, I guess," Anastasia said doubtfully. "Once they grow into their features a bit. Right now our kids could win an ugly baby contest easily - they look just like pickled rats!"
Liam looked like she’d kicked his puppy. "Anastasia! Don’t say that!"
Cobra sighed in amusement. "You’ll hurt their feelings when they learn English."
Ana grinned slyly. "Maybe I’ll be nicer when they stop looking like wrinkled old men. Just calling it like I see it, guys."
Liam opened his mouth to protest, but Cobra just laughed and shook his head. "Fair enough, my love. We’ll agree to disagree for now. Just wait, our kids are going to be real beauties soon."
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Ten Years Later
And sure enough, as the months and years went by, their babies grew into adorable little ones, just as Cobra predicted.
They even welcomed three more sons later - wild triplets who came into the world squalling.
So time went on and Liam, Cobra, and Anastasia had more kids until they had a whole bunch - seven in total.
First, there was Alex, their oldest at 20 years old.
Then came the 10-year-old twins, Augustine and Leila, whom Alex got to name himself.
After that, Liam got pregnant again and they had triplet boys - Evander, Axel, and Scorpios. Each one of them named one of the triplets.
Little Scorpios definitely got his name from Cobra, no surprises there.
Those triplet troublemakers are 8 years old now.
And of course, their son that was never born whom they always made sure to count.
As for the parents, Cobra is 38, Liam is 37, and Anastasia is 35.
Between the three of them, they really did make their own basketball team!
It’s pretty wild that all the boys turned out to be alphas, while Leila took after her mom Anastasia as the only girl...but also the only true blood out of her siblings.
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Today, Alex marched right up and loudly declared "Get off Mom, you spoiled brat!" as he pulled his little brother Scorpios away from snuggling up to Anastasia.
Yes, he called her mom as time went by she gathered the courage to tell him the truth.
Scorpios, totally taking after Cobra’s super possessive side, screamed "Noooo!" and put up a huge fuss about having to share his beloved mother’s attention.
The loud racket brought Liam and Cobra sprinting over from where they’d been goofing around playing with the other kids.
Scorpios is just obsessed with keeping his mother Anastasia all to himself - he’s always fighting his siblings and even his dads whenever they get too close to her.
The poor kid can’t help being a total mama’s boy!
Liam never expected to end up with not just one amazing mate, but two life partners in Anastasia and Cobra.
He marked and got marked by both of them now.
It’s the kind of profound bond that’s kept their untraditional family strong through all these years and multiple additions of babies.
Cobra can’t imagine life without his two mates.
Liam can’t fathom going on without Anastasia and Cobra.
And Anastasia herself would be utterly lost without her two mates by her side.
