The Alpha Kings And Their Stripper Mate

Chapter 95: Chapter 94: Cassandra’s Theft

They sat like that for long moments, neither wanting to break the connection. Through the door, Eve could hear movement....Damian and Damon were awake, probably heard every word of Silas’s possessive claiming.

"They’re going to give you shit for this," Eve said quietly. "For taking me while I was sleeping."

"Let them." Silas’s arms tightened around her. "I’m not apologizing for claiming what’s mine. For taking what I’ve been denied for too long."

He shifted slightly, and Eve gasped as she felt him hardening inside her again already. Silas chuckled darkly. "Besides, I’m not done with you yet."

"Silas, I can’t....I’ve already come so many times...."

"You can," he interrupted firmly. "And you will. Because I told you.....this is my time. And I plan to make the most of it."

He stood, still buried inside her, and carried her to the bed. But instead of laying her down, he sat on the edge with her still in his lap, still impaled on his cock.

"This is my favorite position," Silas explained, his hands guiding her hips to rock against him. "You in my lap, taking me deep, where I can see your face. Where I can watch every expression when I make you come."

Eve’s hands braced on his shoulders as she began to move, riding him slowly. The angle was different from before, deeper somehow, and the way Silas watched her.....dark eyes burning with intensity.....made her feel exposed in the best way.

"That’s it," he encouraged. "Ride me, little mate. Take your pleasure from me. Use my cock however you need."

Eve established a rhythm, lifting and dropping, grinding down on each descent. Silas’s hands roamed her body...cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, gripping her hips to guide her movements.

"You’re so beautiful like this," Silas said, his voice rough with arousal. "Taking what you want. Taking what you need. No fear, no hesitation. Just pure desire."

"Only with you," Eve gasped. "Only with all of you. You make me feel....." She broke off as he thrust up to meet her, the combined motion driving him impossibly deep.

"Make you feel what?" Silas prompted, doing it again.

"Powerful," Eve admitted. "Desired. Like I matter. Like I’m more than just...." Another thrust stole her words.

"You are more," Silas said fiercely. "You’re everything. Our mate. Our Luna. Our future. Don’t you ever doubt that."

He gripped her hips firmly and began fucking up into her with purposeful thrusts. "And I’m going to remind you every day. Going to fuck you until you believe it in your bones. Until you know without question that you’re ours."

"I know," Eve sobbed, the pleasure building again. "I know I’m yours."

"Do you?" Silas’s eyes narrowed. "Then tell me.....whose cock is buried inside you right now?"

"Yours. Silas’s."

"And who’s going to make you come again?"

"You are. Silas is."

"And who do you love?"

"You," Eve cried out as his angle shifted to hit that perfect spot. "I love you, Silas. I love all three of you but right now.....right now I love you."

"Good." Silas’s control was fracturing, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Because I’m going to come inside you again. Going to fill you up until you’re dripping. Going to mark you from the inside out."

"Yes," Eve begged. "Please, Silas, I need...."

"I know what you need." One hand slid between them, fingers finding her clit. "Come with me, little mate. Let me feel you fall apart one more time."

He worked her clit with expert precision while fucking up into her hard and fast. The dual stimulation pushed Eve over the edge....her second orgasm with Silas crashed through her with devastating force, making her scream his name again just as he’d wanted.

Silas came with her, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his release. The energy transfer was just as intense as the first time, maybe more so because now she was actively feeding, pulling his power into herself with greedy hunger.

When it finally subsided, Eve collapsed against his chest, completely wrung out. Silas held her close, pressing kisses to her hair, her temple, anywhere he could reach.

"I meant what I said," he murmured. "I love you. Not just because you’re my mate. Not just because the bond demands it. But because of who you are. How strong you are. How you face every impossible thing and somehow survive."

"I love you too," Eve whispered against his chest. "Even when you terrify me. Even when Cain terrifies me. I love you."

"Cain loves you too," Silas said quietly. "In his own possessive, obsessive way. He’s not trying to hurt you, little mate. He just....."

"I know." Eve pulled back to look at him. "He just wants to claim me completely. To make the bond permanent. I understand that now."

"Soon," Silas promised. "When you’re strong enough. When we’re all certain you’ll survive it. But until then....." He gently withdrew from her, making them both hiss at the sensitivity. "I’m not staying away anymore. I’m done punishing us both."

He laid her on the bed carefully and moved to get a warm cloth from the bathroom. When he returned, he cleaned her with surprising tenderness, his touch gentle on her oversensitized flesh.

"You’ve been claimed by all three of us now," Silas observed as he worked. "Within the span of a few hours. How do you feel?"

"Thoroughly fucked," Eve said honestly, making him laugh. "Exhausted. Satisfied. And....." She paused, taking stock of her succubus hunger. "Completely full. I don’t think I’ve ever fed this well."

"Good." Silas tossed the cloth aside and climbed into bed beside her, pulling her against his chest. "Because you’re going to need your strength. Elder Markov wants to resume training tomorrow, and after what happened in the garden...."

"I know." Eve sighed. "I need better control. More discipline. Faster power development."

"Not just that." Silas’s arms tightened around her. "He found something in the ancient texts. Something about succubus queens and their abilities. He wants to discuss it with you tomorrow."

Before Eve could ask what, the bedroom door opened. Damian and Damon entered, both fully dressed and looking serious.

"We need to talk," Damian said without preamble. "Something’s happened."

Eve sat up, alarm spiking through her. "What? What’s wrong?"

"Nothing’s wrong exactly," Damon said, though his expression was grim. "But Cassandra was just caught trying to leave the estate. With a bag full of Eve’s personal items."

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"What?" Eve’s voice came out small. "Why would she....."

"We don’t know yet," Damian said. "She’s being held in the security office. But Eve...." His gray eyes met hers. "Some of the items she took were from the box your Mom left you. The one with your birth parents’ letter and the royal seal."

Ice flooded Eve’s veins. "She was stealing my heritage?"

"Or selling it," Damon suggested darkly. "Information about the lost Seraphim heir would be worth a fortune to the right people."

"Or the wrong people," Silas added, his arms still around Eve. "The Seraphim Court. Your enemies. Anyone who wants to find you."

Eve’s mind raced. Cassandra had always been cold to her, but outright theft? Betrayal? "I need to talk to her. Need to understand...."

"Tomorrow," Damian said firmly. "Right now, you need rest. You’ve been through enough today. Cassandra isn’t going anywhere....she’s locked down and being questioned. By tomorrow, we’ll have answers."

But Eve knew she wouldn’t sleep. Not with this revelation hanging over her. Cassandra....who’d been with the Blackwood family for years, who managed the entire household, who’d watched Eve transform from contract girl to Luna....had betrayed her.

The question was: why?

And more importantly: who else in the estate couldn’t be trusted?