Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 270: No rights.

Leilani.

One minute I was writhing in intense pain and the next, my body was shaking and convulsing with pleasure so intense and raw that I couldn’t help the loud moans that slipped out of my lips over and over again like a worship.

My pussy walls clenched and unclenched, releasing juices that trickled down between my thighs. But good gracious... an unsatisfied grunt slipped past my lips.

Why?

Because I wasn’t getting what I wanted. God, this was not what I needed to feel... to touch... to taste.

I knew that I wanted more. That I needed more.

I wanted to be touched in a way that I never have before. I closed my eyes and moaned, throwing my head back as I fastened my fingers into the collar of the man’s shirt in front of me.

He smelled delicious. Like roses and dew, food and sex. It was a confusing combination but I enjoyed it and welcomed it, especially welcoming the way his fingers gripped tightly at my left thigh, moving dangerously higher and higher until it was resting at the crevice between my legs.

Without thinking, I began to grind against his hardened thigh, my moans turning into full blown screams as I moved forward to ride on the tent on his pants.

A loud grunt from his end was all I needed to know that I was doing this just right, and then his fingers dug into my waist so hard that I immediately knew it would bruise.

"Fuck, fuck what is this feeling?!" I cried loudly as I peaked. And girllll, it was exhilarating.

It was the best feeling I’ve had in a long time.

Goddess, I wasn’t even sure I’ve ever felt a thing like this before.

Warm hands clasped around my breasts, fondling the flesh that once felt raw and sore. It sent shivers running up my spine and made goosebumps spread across my skin.

I threw my head back again just as someone buried their face into the crook of my neck, and throwing my hand back, I wrapped it around their neck, arching slightly to give the one in front of me more access to my breasts.

But regardless of what they did, they never went further. They never penetrated me in ways I wanted to be penetrated.

Never touched me in that part of me that craved the touch of a man.

A frown creased my forehead and I gasped when a sudden jolt shot through me, coming to settle at my core.

I cried; "Please... please!"

"Mhmm?" A deep masculine voice called back and usually, that should be the point where I would stop to see who it was.

This was the point where I should’ve put a stop to this madness once and for all.

But I didn’t because I was too horny. Too crazy. Too wet to think through anywhere else but my vagina.

"Come on, just fuck me!" I hissed, and as soon as I said those words, the man froze.

He instantly stopped altogether and his hands dropped from my body just as he pushed himself away from me, panting so loud I would’ve thought he was running a marathon.

The sudden abandonment however didn’t sit right with me. It made me frown and peel my eyes open, my friend deepening as I seethed;

"Come on!"

"Leilani..." the voice called out to me when I began to fondle my pebbed nipples myself, since he wasn’t doing it anymore, and at the sound of his voice which was suddenly oddly familiar, my eyes snapped open and I gasped.

Zevran.

Caelum.

My mouth immediately went dry and every ounce of horniness I felt earlier disappeared, replaced instead with a rage that I couldn’t even contain.

I scooted backward, my nose and eyes stinging with unshed tears. But that was not the only part of my body that stung. My nipples did, my pussy did. Hell, even my heart and nerves did too.

I hissed; "What are you doing here?"

My voice sounded so cold and detached that Caelum and Zevran had to share a glance. And when they turned to look at me again, I saw the regret in their eyes, the shame, the panic... the confusion.

Zevran whispered; "You called me."

"I did?" I hissed again, through the searing pain in my guts. But maybe it was because I was too angry, I barely noticed the pain. I continued; "And if I did call you, does that give you the right to... the right to touch me?"

Merely saying the words made my face burn with embarrassment. I gulped thickly, dropped my gaze and turned away just in time for Zevran to lean forward.

He tried to touch me but because I was too enraged, I immediately swatted his hand off me and spat; "What rights do you both have to do this?"

But I hated how shaky I sounded and how my body trembled so visibly, I appeared pathetic.

"I don’t..."

"We don’t have any rights!" Caelum rushed in, sounding scared. "We simply wanted to help you get through the heat. We were never going to penetrate you. We just wanted... Leilani, you have to believe me.

But did I?

Of course I didn’t.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance, hating the way my chest burned with both anger and irritation. When I took a step back and they tried to follow, I frowned deeply, not missing the way they froze before tentatively taking a step back.

"We’re sorry."

"If I had not snapped out of it when I did, would you have taken advantage of me and simply said sorry?" I hissed, not missing the way they both gulped before lowering their gazes.

"We would never have let it go that far."

Lies lies. Bloody lies!

"And I would never have allowed you into my house," I snarled icily, "so do me a favor and get out now... please."

As soon as I said that, they both stilled but made no attempt to move. And that annoyed me to no end.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" I yelled again, and maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me, but I could swear that I heard a vibration. That my voice carried a kind of eerie undertone that made shivers run up my spine.

Caelum and Zevran probably heard it too because then their eyes widened but I didn’t get to see the rest of their expressions as they immediately turned and left, after casting longing glances at me.

I watched them leave in utter silence, and it wasn’t until they were gone that I finally allowed myself to scream as loud as I wanted from anger. And disappointment... and maybe a tinge of disgust.

Still enraged, I threw a lamp at the door, wincing when it shattered with a loud crack sound.

My body still throbbed painfully, and by the gods, this may sound stupid but I still wanted to get laid.

But not like this. Not with these people!

And with that thought in mind, I crashed to the floor and wrapped my arms around my chest, crying as I cursed myself for believing that that was the package from earlier Moonveil draught antidote and hating myself more for even drinking it in the first place.

I silently cursed at whoever must’ve sent it to me, but upon remembering that Darius was the only other person who knew about this and my need for an antidote, I rose to my feet and hissed under my breath;

"The fucking psychopath!"

And not caring to clean up or to rest, I stormed out of the house, got into my car and drove off. I didn’t even know what I was thinking until I arrived at the upscale hotel looming over my car and the other buildings around like something out of a horror movie.

I stepped out of my car and slammed the door shut, but just as I took my first step, I crashed into a body of bricks and frowned as I took a step back.

My nostrils flared, my teeth bared and I hissed; "Darius!"