My Alphas' Dark Desires
Chapter 251: Mates Meeting

Chapter 251: Mates Meeting

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Chapter 251

~Kai’s POV~

Valerie’s lips parted again, and I kissed her throat, tracing slow, deliberate kisses down to that spot just under her jaw where her pulse fluttered like a secret begging to be kept.

She gasped. Her fingers found my hair, tugging just enough to drive me crazy, threading through as though she needed me to stay there, just like that.

"You don’t know what you do to me," I murmured into her skin.

Her voice was barely a breath. "I think I do. And I... I want it, Kai."

Those words sent a tremor through me.

I pulled back, just enough to meet her eyes, searching for hesitation and when I found none, I kissed her again—deeper, slower this time—but laced with a promise I didn’t know how to make with words.

Our hands moved restlessly now, exploring, claiming, learning.

She slid her hands beneath my shirt, her fingertips gliding over the ridges of my abs and up toward my chest. When she brushed my nipples, I inhaled sharply through my nose and shuddered but kept my control.

Thanks to some traumas in my past, it wasn’t easy rushing out emotions and sensations from me most times.

Her lips twitched into a knowing smirk. She broke the kiss, and in one swift move, tugged the hem of my shirt over my head and tossed it on the bed beside me.

Her eyes traced down my chest slowly, reverently. I didn’t say a word and just watched her.

When her fingers brushed over my abs, something in me shuddered.

Kaiser exhaled sharply as though she was touching his belly, feeling everything I felt in ways no one had ever taken us before.

I forgot how to breathe, and so did he.

"Val..." I warned you.

But her eyes found mine again. "Stop talking, Kai, or else I’ll run."

That was my cue to stop hesitating. She was here, and she was mine.

I hooked my hand under her shirt and pulled it off. My breath caught as I looked down at her, laid out beneath me in her shorts and bra.

I unclasped the bra easily, and it joined the pile on the floor.

My hands skimmed her waist, her ribs, and her breasts. She bit her lip, her eyes devouring me.

When her gaze dipped lower, I raised an eyebrow. Without saying anything, she pulled my face down and kissed me again—deep, demanding, dizzying.

Clothes slipped away in pieces—my boxers, her panties—until all that was left was skin and breath and a thousand unsaid things.

I kissed her everywhere. Her collarbones. Her stomach. Her hips.

And when I kissed her lower, she gasped—her hips twitching slightly, breath catching in her throat.

I looked up once, meeting her gaze. She nodded.

That was all I needed.

I moved between her legs to her core, where her clit glistened with her juices.

I gave her a lick, then kissed her clit, slowly at first, then deeper, firmer. Her fingers clutched at the sheets, her legs parting more, and her body shuddered with each stroke of my tongue.

"Fffuck..." she whispered.

She was trembling now, soft sounds spilling from her mouth. Her hands tangled in my hair, keeping me there.

And I didn’t stop.

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I woke up the next morning, groggily. My head ached like I had the worst hangover, but I never drunk any...

I looked up, my eyes glancing at the wall clock in my room.

It was 7:30 a.m. I groaned as I picked my phone from my nightstand. Just as I reached for it, snippets of last night flashed in my mind.

Memories of me and Valerie kissing flooded my mind, her lips, her tongue tangling in mine, and her hot naked body pressed against mine.

All of the memories of our wild night came flooding.

I reached up to touch my lips as though I could still feel her lips pressed against mine, but just as I touched them, something else caught my attention.

Where was Valerie, and why...

I blinked, my shoulders slumping as the realization finally synced with my brain.

"It was all a dream and nothing more," I said and chuckled.

Just staring at my shorts was proof enough, and the empty bed, but somehow Kaiser just wanted it to be real.

I exhaled, picked up my phone only to see a message from Dristan about five minutes ago.

I sighed. It had actually been a little while since I got a message from him like this.

It was after we all started getting involved with Valerie or before Dristan snuck a kiss on our mate.

I exhaled and opened the message.

Dristan: Let’s meet in the second living room at 7:50 a.m. to discuss something important.

What does he want again now?

I literally groaned, but he was Dristan. He rarely gave this command. Though no one made him the leader of us, arguably, he could be considered the deadliest.

I stood up with my phone in hand and walked towards my door.

As soon as I opened it and stepped out, I saw Axel and Xade walking towards the second living room as well.

Xade looked like he had just finished at the gym, and Axel’s hair was wet. He had probably finished his early morning run.

"Morning," we all greeted each other and headed straight for the living room.

As soon as we walked in, we met Dristan standing in front of the large 75-inch TV, with his right hand tucked inside his pocket while the other held his phone.

"Right on time," he voiced but kept his back to us.

"Why did you call us here?" I asked, shoving both hands into my pocket.

"It had better be worth our time," Xade stated and came to stand beside me.

Axel’s shoulder relaxed as he raked his hand through his hair. "Dristan, we’ve got school to attend and a meeting with Whitmore at 8:30 a.m.; make it quick."

Dristan exhaled and slowly turned towards us. "I called you here to talk about Valerie."

I tensed but kept my composure. "What about her?"

"Valerie, the mate bond and the... the dreams I’ve been having. Something must be going on with the bond."

"Wait...." Xade voiced. "Did you say dreams? I’ve been having dreams of her too."

I arched a brow. "Same," Axel voiced. "What type?"

Dristan looked confused as he finally dropped the bomb. "Wet dreams."

As if on cue, all three turned towards me, and the look on their faces probably mirrored mine as I uttered. "M-me too."