Super Wet, Peach.

Rhea's POV.

"Please… please don't kill me." I begged on my knees, my hands joined together as blood spilled from my skin. But he didn't listen.

"It must be done!"

The rogue Alpha lifted the oak dagger, and before I could say another word, he pierced the dagger eight into my chest, ending me at that moment.

I choked on my blood as I heard his voice loud and clear.

"No!! Not again!"

Immediately, my eyes snapped open, my hand flying to my chest as I tried to calm myself down. It was a dream, it was all a dream. I told myself until I turned around to find a face right before mine.

"Ahhhhhh!" we both shrieked in shock.

It was a maid. I wasn't sure how she had gotten into my room, but she had scared me by coming closer to my face the moment I woke up.

"What in the world were you trying to do?" I snapped at her, my heart racing rapidly from fear.

"I apologize, Luna." She bowed her head to me.

"It's just dawn, why are you here?"

She suddenly went on her knees. "Please, Luna, you have to help us. Alpha Draven has refused to take his meal from any of the maids. He said only his mate is allowed to serve him." She explained, making me scoff.

"Who makes such demands? I'm sorry, but I'm not doing such." I laid back on the bed, my back turned against the maid.

"Please, Luna. If you don't do it, we are all doomed." She begged on.

I didn't really understand the triplets I was mated to. This moment, they want me around and the next, they want me far away. Even worse, I get scared staying with them.

"Please, Luna." The maid pressed further, making me reconsider my stance.

I bit my lower lip in worry as I struggled with my decision. I would be unfair to ignore her. After all, what would it take to serve him?

"Fine!" I sighed as I sat up on the bed, the maid's eyes gleaming with joy as she looked at me, "Bring the tray. I'll serve him."

As I changed, she went ahead to get the tray of food. Once I was done, I took it from her and went straight to Alpha Draven's room.

I knocked twice but no one responded to my knocks on the door. On the third knock, the door slowly creaked open. It felt like it was welcoming me into the room itself.

I looked around but found no one. I got in, shut the door, and went ahead to drop the tray. The room was scented with cedar and smoky cherry as I got in.

Once I dropped the tray on the nightstand, I was going to turn around and leave the room when just then, I caught sight of a crafted ring next to the lamp.

It looked familiar. It felt like I had personally given the ring to Alpha Draven himself. It pulled me in without hesitation. I slowly began to reach for it when his deep voice startled me out of my actions.

"What are you doing here without my permission?"

His voice was low and firm, pulling me from my thoughts.

My breath caught, and I spun toward the bathroom door.

The moment I saw him, my heart skipped a beat.

There he stood—muscles glistening with water, droplets sliding down his strong chest. A white towel hung loosely around his waist, barely hiding what I wasn't supposed to see.

I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. Aria stirred inside me, restless and impatient, pushing me to close the distance, to reach out and hold him.

But my body froze.

My mind flooded with wild, crazy thoughts—dangerous, thrilling, and confusing all at once.

He had been inside the bathroom all this while. Why didn't I know?

"I asked, why are you in my room?" His question snapped me out of trance.

"I… I came to drop your food." I stuttered anxiously.

"Just my food? Is that really why you are here?" He began to close the distance between us, his towel looking like it could loosen at the slightest mistake.

Walking backward to get away from him, I accidentally tripped and fell backwards on his bed, the soft mattress welcoming me in.

Just then, he smirked as he got even closer. He towered over me as I stayed still on the bed, my eyes fixed on his.

"You come into my room without my permission, try to touch my stuff against my will, and now you are on my bed," he grabbed my jaw, "Tell me, Peach…"

He leaned further, "Isn't this why you are here?" At that moment, he pressed his lips against mine, roughly, claiming them like never before.

His grip was fierce and strong; I couldn't resist no matter how hard I tried to bite. Just then, he stopped, disengaging from the kiss. I stared at him, wondering why he stopped when he emitted vehemently.

"You came to be touched. Horny just as I imagined. You love it rough, don't you?"

I wasn't sure why, but his words had provoked me. And without a second thought, my hand flew right to his face, slapping him harder than I could even imagine.

He rolled off me, his hand on his cheek as an intense rage flashed in his eyes. I flinched, but before I could speak, he roared.

"Get out! Now!"

Immediately, I stormed to my feet and ran out of his room. The moment I got to my room, I slammed the door, fiddling with my fingers knowing I had provoked Alpha Draven. He deserved that for speaking to me that way, but then, I just didn't imagine things this way.

As I paced around my room in worry, the door opened. I thought it was Alpha Draven coming to get his revenge, but Dax came inside instead.

He paused briefly, seeing me the way I was, "You okay?"

I hesitated for a moment before nodding my head and forcing a smile.

"Okay… Well, I came to take you out. We are having our first public events as mates. I need to get you something nice." He explained. "You will have to…" he was going to keep saying but suddenly paused.

He clearly had noticed my teary eyes and my distant expression. He walked closer to me, cupping my cheeks as he stared right into my eyes.

"You don't have to be fierce and tough with me, Peach. Don't fake strength with me. Come on, tell me, what happened?" His thumb brushed my cheek as he asked.

I paused for a moment, my eyes staring down at his lips as he spoke further. I wasn't sure why, but this right here was one lip I couldn't resist.

Without being able to hold myself back, I leaned closer to him and kissed his lips passionately, my eyes shut briefly as I inhaled every part of him.

As we kissed, I suddenly stopped, my eyes bulging as I stared at him, hoping I didn't make a mistake. I was thinking he'd leave me all alone.

But he didn't.

His hand wrapped around my slender waist and without hesitation, he pulled me closer to himself, my body colliding with his warm body frame that sent shivers down my spine.

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"Like I said, Peach, you can't fake strength with me."

Before I could respond, Dax closed the space between us and claimed my lips in a deep, hungry kiss. His hand slid gently across my back, sending shivers through me. With every touch, he peeled away my fear, my doubts, my past. Nothing else existed—only him, only now.

Step by step, he guided me backward until the back of my knees touched the edge of the bed. I fell onto it softly, my eyes locked with his. He hovered over me, his touch warm, firm, and full of need.

He cupped my cheek, kissing me again—slow, passionate. His veined hands roamed my body, stopping at my chest, making my breath hitch. My skin burned under his touch, the storm inside me calming in his arms.

"Do you want this?" he growled, voice deep and full of restraint.

"Yes," I whispered, barely able to speak as heat flushed through me.

That one word broke whatever hold he had on his control. He grabbed the fabric of my dress and tore it away with one swift pull. A sharp moan escaped my lips—half shock, half desire.

His mouth found my jaw, trailing kisses down my neck, slow and reverent. My fingers tangled in his hair as I closed my eyes, letting myself feel every inch of him. Every kiss. Every breath.

For the first time in a long while, I felt wanted. I felt safe.

Soon, his warm lips popped my hard perky nipples into his mouth, making me moan softly. While his lips remained on my breast, I couldn't help but feel his fingers trail down my skin, my body arching against him as it got to my waistline.

With a gentle touch, he reached for my slit, a smile playing across his lips as he whispered mid-air, "Fuck, you are super wet, Peach."

Instantly, he slid his fingers in, reaching and teasing my clit slowly. My lips parted as I felt an intense pleasure filling me.

"Fuck me, please."