SASHA'S POV.
I catch my breath sharply as his hands explore my chest, leaving a trail of small kisses.
"I want you," I confess, locking lips with him passionately.
"I know you do Sasha," Lucas said while nibbling my ears and dipping his hands between my legs, his fingers sliding inside me. I closed my eyes, succumbing to the pleasure. He enters slowly, and I arch my ass up, offering a better angle to slide in.
"Oh, God," he growls, "you feel so good." Cupping my breast, he swallows it greedily with his mouth, as he thrust deeper and faster.
"Ah. Lucas," I moan loudly as waves of pleasure consume me….
I jolt awake to find Lucas inches from my face. Frightened, I instinctively jerk back, accidentally hitting him in the nose.
"What are you doing here?" I gasp, hastily pulling the duvet to cover myself.
"You nearly killed me, Sasha," Lucas hisses, tending to his bleeding nose.
"Why are you in my room?" I demand.
"You called for me," he hissed, eying me in anger as his nose heals up.
"No, I didn't," I shot back.
Lucas smirks, saying, "My room is right next to yours, Sasha. I heard you calling my name in your sleep. Must have been a pretty nice dream since it got you all worked up."
My face turns the brightest shade of red as embarrassment washes over me. "I'm not... I didn't call your name," I whisper, wishing the ground would swallow me.
"Hmm, whatever helps you sleep at night. It's good to know you are obsessed with me," Lucas winked.
"Obsessed? You must be delusional," I scoff.
"Why are you in my room shirtless?" I half yell, noticing for the first time that he is only wearing shorts. His well built body looks even better than I imagined, as if carefully crafted by the gods to perfection. I don't know why, maybe it's because of the mating bond but he has grown ten times more attractive than the night when he first rejected me.
"My eyes are up here," Lucas smirks, adding, "Now that I think about it, maybe I should wear more clothes around the house. You are already having wet dreams about me.I'm afraid one day you might want to rape me."
"GET OUT!" I yell, overwhelmed by my sudden attraction towards him.
"I will be happy to. Get ready for school. Henry will be driving you," Lucas says before leaving.
I cover my head with pillows and scream into them while kicking my legs on the bed.
"Sasha?" I turn to see Lucas standing by the door again.
"What?" I half scream.
"I will not be home tonight," he says.
I raise my eyebrows. "What's that got to do with me?"
"I just thought you might want to know," he answers.
"Well, I don't," I hissed.
"Okay," he nods. Before closing the door, he adds, "Don't beat yourself too much about it; your secret is safe with me. Besides, I do not mind you being a fan of my body," he winks and closes the door behind him.
"Asshole," I groaned in frustration while dragging my hair.
Why did I agree to any of this, I can already tell I'm going to have a hard time staying with the hottest triplet in the pack who I absolutely despise and hate. Don't gimme that face, it's because of the mating bond that why I dreamt of Lucas fucking me and nothing else. On a normal day, I would not even glance in his direction. Well maybe that's not completely true but you get the point.
I took a long bath and wore my favourite pink short gown that I have been saving for a special occasion. It's not like today was special but One of the triplets will be driving me to school and I need to look somewhat presentable next to them. No one knows I'm mated to them, not even my roommate Olivia, I was too embarrassed to tell her, especially as I got rejected right on the spot. I took a good look at myself in the mirror before heading out.
I walked towards the driveway hoping to see Henry, since Lucas had informed me that he was going to drive me to school.
"Catch," a voice yelled, catching me off guard. I turned in the direction of the voice to see a ball being thrown my way. I tried to catch it but I misstepped, falling into a pool I had not noticed before.
I struggled to breathe as I kept trying to catch my breath and stay afloat.
"Don't be a pussy and get out of the water," the voice, which I recognized as Noah, said between laughs.
"Help!" I managed to say as I swallowed more water, my hands and feet growing tired as I struggled to stay barely afloat. "I can't swim," I whispered as I sank into the water.
Just when I thought I was about to drown, a pair of strong hands grabbed me from behind and lifted me out of the water. I coughed heavily as I struggled to breathe again.
"Are you okay?" Henry asked, lifting my chin so I could face him. Worry filled his face as he stared at me with concern. He was wet, and that's when I realised he was the one who saved me, not Noah.
"Thank you," I managed to say, my voice a bit shaky.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Henry asked again, tucking my hair behind my ears. I hesitated, feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks.
"I, um, yeah," I stammered, avoiding eye contact.
Henry charged towards Noah in anger. "What the hell, man? Are you trying to kill her?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know she couldn't swim. I didn't mean to hurt her," Noah said, trying to explain himself.
"You better not, because the next time you try this nonsense again, I would not hesitate to rip your head off," Henry warned.