Free Web NovelChapter 35: Chapter 35 Finger Fucking
Jade’s POV
I don’t remember breathing.
That was the first thing I noticed, how my lungs forgot what they were supposed to do as the three of them turned toward me at the same time.
Renzo. Ryder. Ronan.
It felt like the room tilted, like the music faded into something distant and muffled, as though I’d been pulled underwater. Everyone else was still there, shocked, gasping, watching, but suddenly none of them mattered. Not Linda. Not the bed. Not the crowd hungry for spectacle.
Just them.
Their eyes didn’t look like everyone else’s. There was no mockery there. No laughter. No hunger that felt cruel.
What stared back at me was something deeper. Heavier.
Recognition.
My wolf surged so hard inside me that my legs became weak. Heat bloomed beneath my skin, crawling over my arms, my chest, my throat. I could feel it everywhere, like my blood had been replaced with electricity.
Renzo was the first to move.
Not fast. Not aggressive.
Intentional.
He stepped closer. His gaze never left mine, dark and burning, as though he was asking for something without words. I didn’t know how to answer, but my body did. My breath hitched. My shoulders lifted with a quiet inhale and me legs spread wide apart as if inviting him home.
Ryder moved next, coming up behind me, not touching yet, but close enough that I could feel his warmth at my back. His presence was grounding, solid, like an anchor. One of his hands hovered near my waist, slightly touching it and sending shivers down my spine.
Ronan circled to my other side.
I felt him before I saw him. The air around him felt charged, volatile, like a storm barely contained. His jaw was tight, his eyes glowing faintly, dangerously, but when his gaze dropped to my face, something softened. Not weakness. Something almost reverent.
I’d never been looked at like that.
Not as entertainment. Not as a joke.
As something precious.
As something wanted.
Renzo reached out first. freeweɓnovel.cøm
His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up just slightly. The touch was feather light, barely there, but it sent a shock straight through me. I gasped softly, the sound betraying me before I could stop it.
His thumb traced the line of my jaw, slow, exploratory. “Jade,” he murmured, not loud enough for anyone else to hear.
Just my name.
The way he said it made my chest ache.
Then his lips touched mine.
It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t rough. It was warm, deliberate, devastatingly gentle. A kiss meant to feel, not to take. My entire body reacted instantly, leaning into him before my mind could catch up.
I kissed him back.
The moment our lips met fully, my wolf howled inside me, joyful, wild, overwhelming. This wasn’t just attraction. It was recognition snapping into place, something ancient and deep and inevitable.
Ryder’s hand finally settled on my waist then, fingers splaying against my skin. The touch was steady, protective. His thumb pressed lightly, as if anchoring me there, reminding me he was right there, like a support.
And then Ronan.
His mouth found my neck, just beneath my ear. He didn’t kiss at first, he breathed me in, slow and deep, like he was memorizing my scent. I shivered, my head tipping back without permission.
When his lips finally brushed my skin, it felt like fire.
Soft kisses. Lingering. Devastating.
I let out a sound I didn’t recognize as my own. A soft aching moan that wanted more.
Renzo deepened the kiss slightly, his hand sliding from my jaw down my arm, across my side, resting at my hip. The contact made my knees weak. I’d never been touched like this, not by one of them, let alone all three.
It felt.... right.
Overwhelming. Consuming.
Fulfilled in a way I didn’t have words for.
Ryder leaned in then, his lips brushing my temple, my hair, my cheek. Not claiming my mouth, just surrounding me, enclosing me between them. His presence was warm and steady, his breath fanning over my skin.
I was shaking.
Not from fear.
From too much feeling.
Renzo’s hand slid down my thigh slowly, deliberately, as though he was mapping me. The heat of his palm burned through my skin in a way that shot the heat straight to my pussy
He paused for a moment, then continued upward, inch by inch to my tigh.
Every nerve in my body screamed.
My thoughts blurred. My wolf pressed forward, desperate and eager, purring approval so loud it drowned everything else out. These were my mates. All of them. Touching me like this felt like something clicking into place, something that had always been missing without me knowing it.
Ronan’s hand came up to cradle the back of my head, his thumb brushing my hairline, steadying me as his kisses along my neck deepened. Ryder’s grip tightened just slightly at my waist, grounding me as the world threatened to spin, while his other hand moved upwards to cup my boobs.
I didn’t care who was watching.
I didn’t care where we were.
I only cared about this.
About them.
Renzo’s hand reached my upper thigh.
Higher.
Up to the thun lacy thong covering my pussy.
With just a powerful, impatient tug, he tore away the thong, leaving my slightly hairy pussy exposed.
"You are flooding wet" Renzo breathed huskily.
My breath broke completely, my body arching instinctively toward him.
I didn’t care who or what was watching, I just wanted him. I wanted them.
Renzo finger went to up to my pussy, carresing the wet outer fold and placing his middle finger just at the entrance.
I felt like I was about to go crazy.
Ryder’s hands were on my waist and my boobs.
Ronan’s lips were on my neck.
And Renzo... Renzo was about to finger fuck me.
Do it, do it, my wolf nudged, consumed by heat.
His finger pressed further on my pussy lips.
Heat pooled low in my stomach, dizzying, consuming. I felt like I was standing at the edge of something enormous, something inevitable.
Then his finger finally bridged the entrance and entered.
A loud gasp escaped my lips.
Then....
He stopped.
Abruptly.
Renzo’s hand froze for a moment, then moved has finger back and out of my wet pussy.
He pulled back, his face changing in an instant. The softness vanished, replaced by something dark and furious.
Controlled.
Dangerous.
“Stop,” he said.
The word cracked through the haze like thunder.
Ronan stilled immediately. Ryder’s hand dropped away, confusion flashing across his face.
Renzo stepped back fully, breaking the circle around me. His jaw was clenched, his eyes burning, not with desire now, but with something colder. Confusion? Anger?
“Stand up,” he commanded.
The tone snapped me out of the fog of sexual tension that had consumed me, but I was still disoriented, my body humming, my mind lagging behind.
“What?” I asked weakly, genuinely confused, my voice shaky from everything I’d just felt.
Renzo’s lips curled slightly as a low growl ripped from his chest. “I said, let’s go.”
The sound sent a chill down my spine.
He turned sharply, already moving away. Ronan and Ryder exchanged a brief look, both stunned, both silent, before following him without question.
Linda stepped forward, mouth opening. “Renzo....”
He shoved past her without even looking, sending her stumbling back a step. “Move.”
No one stopped us. freeweɓnøvel.com
The night air hit me like ice as we reached the car. Renzo got into the driver’s seat without a word. Ronan took the front. I slid into the back beside Ryder, suddenly painfully aware of how exposed I felt.
The drive was silent.
No music. No talking.
The warmth drained from my body, replaced by confusion and cold reality. My hands trembled in my lap. Ryder noticed without a word, shrugging off his jacket and draping it over my shoulders.
He didn’t touch me again.
Didn’t say anything.
They finally dropped me at the servant quarters. The car didn’t stop long, just long enough for me to step out. Before I could say anything, before I could ask what any of it meant, Renzo drove off.
Tires screeched.
Gone.
I stood there alone, jacket wrapped tight around me, heart pounding, body still humming with echoes of their touch.
Cold. Confused. Shaken.
