The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 196

Raven’s POV

“Do you want to explain what that was all about?” I spin on my heels and tighten the towel around my body.

“That was nothing,” Leo says as he takes several steps toward me.

His darkened eyes rake over my body, and a low growl escapes his lips. I take a few steps from Leo and am backed up against the bed. Leo takes another step in my direction. He is standing so close that his scent mixes with mine, and I can feel his breath on my skin.

“It didn’t look like nothing,” I say in a breathy voice. “If I am going to run ground control, I need to know the whole story.”

Picking up a strand of my wet hair, Leo twirls it in his fingers. “We were having an argument over football,” he laughs.

My breath hitches as his fingers rub against my bare shoulders, as he pushes my hair off my shoulders. An eruption of sparks follows his fingers, and I am unable to breathe. The strange feeling forms in the pit of my stomach again, and unfamiliar wetness between my legs.

Squeezing my thighs together, I try not to take my eyes off Leo’s. But they keep fluttering down to his lips. His tongue darts out to moisten his bottom l*p, and it pulls me out of my trance.

“I am serious,” I mumble, trying not to focus on his mouth. “I need to know what the argument was about.”

Leo plays with the edge of my towel while amusement dances in his eyes. “It really was a fight about football. I am a fan of the team in the South, and your Papa prefers the team in the North. The discussion got a little heated when he mentioned who had one the rivalry game the past eight years in a row. Now let’s talk about you parading around a pack house full of men in nothing but a towel.”

My voice gets caught in my throat as I try to speak. “I… I heard yelling,” I stutter. “I know how my fathers can be.”

“How can they be?” Leo says as he snakes his hand inside my towel.

“Overprotective and overbearing,” I stammer, trying not to focus on his hand inside of my towel.

His hand feels warm against my cool skin, reminding me of the night of my first shift. I had been scared that night but was too proud to admit it. I am no longer scared. I am nervous but not scared. I have been waiting for this moment for days.

“Are you scared, Little Bird?” Leo asks as a purr rumbles from his chest.

I shake my head back and forth, and I pull my bottom l*p between my teeth as I look into his eyes. His hand roams the side of my body. From the side of my breast down the curve of my waist, he cups my bottom and pulls my body flush against his body.

My knees grow weak with desire, and I lean into Leo to support my weight. Leo has a firm grasp on my a*s but doesn’t make another move. My skin tingles under his touch, and I can feel his growing e******n pressing against my stomach. Yet he still does not move.

Pulling his hand away from me, he takes a step away from me and refuses to look me in the eyes. “We should get ready for dinner before they get suspicious,” he mumbles.

I can feel disappointment rumbling in my stomach. “Wait,” I say as I take a deep breath.

Untucking the towel from around my breasts, I let it fall to the ground. I watch as the towel pools at my feet, and I don’t dare look up. I can feel his eyes on my bare skin, taking in every inch of my body.

“What are you trying to do to me?” Leo g****s, and I watch his feet take a step in my direction.

Finding my bravery, I look up into his eyes and take a step forward. We are so close that my n*****s are brushing up against his shirt.

“Raven, you aren’t ready for this,” Leo says, and I swear I hear a bit of fear in his voice.

“I wish people would stop telling me what I am ready for,” I growl.

Wrapping my hands around Leo’s neck, I twist my fingers into the strands of his hair on the back of his head. I search his eyes for an indication that he wants me, but I find nothing but confusion.

‘Do it,’ Rose whispers inside my mind.

Not needing any more coaxing, I pull his head down to meet mine. Though unsure of my actions, I hold his face near mine. Our breaths mingle, and I feel heat pooling between my thighs. Leo’s hands are unsteady at his side as I hold him close.

Once again, I wait for Leo to make a move, but he doesn’t. Frustration builds in my chest as I wait for this stubborn man to k**s me. I am standing naked, with my body pressed against him, and he still refuses to.

Tired of waiting, I tighten my grip on his neck and press my lips to his. At first, he is shocked. His eyes are wide open, and his hands hover above my shoulders. I refuse to let him go. Recalling Gabbie saying something about using her tongue, I part my lips slightly, and it is like a fuse is lit beneath Leo.

His hands wrap around my body as he holds me to him. His tongue explores the inside of my mouth without reprieve. Hungrily we devour one another until we are both in need of air.

Our lips part, and his forehead rests on mine while we breathe heavily. My lips feel puffy and swollen, but it only leaves me wanting more.

“I have wanted to do that since the night you first shifted,” Leo admits quietly. “I am sorry I was a jerk.”

Standing on my tiptoes, I k**s him on the tip of his nose. “I forgive you,” I whisper back.

I shiver against the cool air of the room, and Leo wraps his arms all the way around me. Trying to keep me warm. “Are you hungry?” He asks.

I shake my head, ‘No,’ and return the question. “What about you? Are you hungry?”

The low rumble vibrates in his chest as he runs his hands from my shoulders to the small of my back. “I am hungry,” he m***s. “But not for food.”