Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate
Chapter 192: His Restless Greedy Spirits

Chapter 192: His Restless Greedy Spirits

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(NSFW Content Ahead)

"You are incredible, Malakti!" He breathed out and slowly slid out of her. With his thumb, he wiped her sensual lips and chin.

He then effortlessly picked Cassandra up and shifted places. Picking up the hem of her dress, he hitched it up, and Cassandra raised her arms so he could easily remove it.

He threw it over his head and her undergarments followed the same fate.

His heart was still hammering from the way she had devoured and swallowed his essence.

"Returning the favour? You learn quickly, mate," she teased, holding onto the edges of the bathtub as Siroos spread her legs with a teasing smile.

The scent of her arousal was heavy and it spurred him to plunge his tongue deep inside her dripping canal.

The commotion in his head was tumultuous for every spirit wished to take the forefront while he devoured his mate. He tried to control them but the uproar caused his hands to slip from her legs.

Cassandra, who was only casually holding on, slipped from the sudden movement and fell with a big splash inside the bathtub.

"Malakti!" Siroos alarmedly hollered and stood up like a flash of lightning, reaching for his mate.

She was submerged in the warm scented water and rose like a water nymph. Her vision was blurred for a second. The golden tresses clung to her face like tentacles.

Their eyes met and both roared out in laughter. Siroos had placed his hands on her shoulders while Cassandra pushed away the hair from her eyes. His god-like body, with all the muscles in the right places, was on complete display.

"So much for devouring me, huh!" Cassandra teased grabbing his arm and pulling him inside.

He willingly followed, the water splashed out but they didn’t care.

"There is a war inside my head, Malakti and now all of them are jealous of the dragon because you chose him first. He is smugly taunting them and they want to lick you to show their love as well." Siroos settled himself snugly against the bathtub and pulled her into his lap, placing his chin on the dip in her shoulder. His rugged hands cupped both of her squishable breasts as he began to play with the pebbled tops.

"Let them, Siro. I chose the dragon because he came to my rescue, doesn’t mean I love others any less. I love all of you, equally," she declared, rubbing her back against his ridged torso. Siroos nipped at the marked spot on her neck. The half-moon mark sizzled and she knew the wolf was trying to stake his claim again.

"Mhm!" Cassandra angled her neck, giving him more access to her charged-up skin. His tongue rolled out and began licking, the bond hummed in their chests, weaving them together in ties of trust.

His hands continued their pleasure on her soft mounds, while the right one slipped between her legs and slowly parted them.

"Hold my neck," she instructed in a hoarse voice, dripping with heady carnality slicing through her. His cock poked her in the back.

Siroos was hesitant, he hadn’t held her neck since her return, knowing Kanyon had choked her. He didn’t wish for her to have those terrifying memories to surface.

Cassandra felt his fears and reluctance through the bond. She slightly tilted her head so their eyes could meet.

"You are not him. You are my mate and he is insignificant. His actions were meant to hurt me, yours are to make me feel loved. Remember I always trust you." The reassuring smile that followed her words had his heart soaring in glee.

"And I will never break that trust."

His other one reached out and captured her neck tethering her to himself further.

"They will take turns; some want to bite, so hold on," he warned in advance, but his words sent tremors of pleasure shuddering through her body and wetting her core even further.

"Let them do what they wish, Siro. You are mine and so are they. They will never hurt me."

Siroos’s spirits took over as his pointer finger invaded her clamping folds.

"Siroo!" She squeaked in pleasure from his invasion, her small mouth opened in pleasure his action had brought her.

His pointed canines pricked the side of her neck while his tongue swiped her hypercharged skin. The sensation of pain mingling with pleasure made her skin tingle and her back arch against his hard chest.

He pressed his fingers slowly onto her neck, eliciting that excitement under her skin.

His mouth left sloppy wet kisses on the arc of Cassandra’s neck, moving above his thumb to the side of her face. Sometimes his slimy tongue would dart out and coat her with his juices as he reached the side of her lips.

Cassandra deliciously moaned and thrashed against his hold whenever the sensations became overwhelming.

Siroos continued to wet her tender lips using his coarse tongue before completely blanketing them with his.

Both of them exploded in each other’s mouths while Siroos angled his finger inside her, making the inner walls grip his invading digit. He thrust his tongue into her warm mouth, letting it collide with hers. They overlapped and he took his deep, trying to touch the back of her throat with it.

His eyes flashed all the colours in the spectrum one after the other letting all the spirits have a taste of their mate.

Sweet, she was too sweet. They all agreed.

While the warm water swirled with soothing lingering scents, it made them heady. Mixed with the tangs of their own arousals, they forgot the world and were lost in each other’s taste.

A few more rapid invasions of his index finger pushed her over the edge and Cassandra finally shattered over his hand.

Orgasm consumed her like an obsession, an obsession of having her mate pleasure her like there was no tomorrow.

She broke the kiss and her body limply fell onto his taut one like a fish which had been left out of water for too long.

"THAT WAS INTENSE," she cried out as Siroos finally pulled his hand out and slackened his fingers from around her neck.

He roguishly chortled and leaned even closer to her ear before whispering in a teasing tone.

"Just you wait, my Malakti until I take you fully. Your mother said we will have a child one day and I am holding onto her words."

Cassandra’s head sharply turned at his words as she asked in a surprised tone.

"Mother came to you in a vision?"