Fated To The Alpha (Ezra, Katya)

Chapter 265

 Marabella POV 

Read Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 265 – Upon feeling someone move and hearing Kyan groan, I

was roused awake as he tucked me closer to him, burying his face into my neck. As he slowly rolled me toward him,

I was enveloped in his heady fragrance as the warmness of him seeped into my skin. Jonah, in turn, pulls him

closer.

His arm lay across Kyan’s waist, his hand resting on my lower back. “I feel like shit,” Kyan groaned against m y

chest. I blinked, wondering what time it was because the sun was already pretty high in the sky, from what I could

tell through the light filtering into the room between the cracks in the blinds Jonah tugs Kyan closer, and Kyan lifts

his head, looking down at Jonah’s muscular arm pulling him closer.

I chuckle, and Kyan grips his wrist, raising his arm before sighing and placing it back down. A s Kyan turned back to

face me, he looked down at me, squashed against him. His hand moved to my cheek, and he cupped it with his

hand before dropping his head back onto my chest, burying his face in m y boobs, his hand resting on the side of m

У face and shoulder.

I ran my fingers through his hair, messaging his scalp, and I could feel his breath on my skin when he finally looked

up again. He stares at me. “I’m sorry, Ella. If I could take it back, I would,” Kyan murmurs, his thumb stroking over

my bottom lip softly as he hovers above me.

“Damn, those words must have tasted so salty on your tongue,” Jonah laughed behind him, and Kyan clicked his

tongue and turned his head to glare at him before he chuckled softly “That erection you have best be for Ella and

not me,” Kyan retorts.

“What?” Jonah says before his eyes widen; he jumps back, falling off the bed with a thud. I snicker at him before

Jonah stands up, his hands covering his crotch awkwardly. Not that he was able to conceal that huge thing. Jonah

clears his throat awkwardly, his face flaming with embarrassment.

“Fucking Kaif,” Jonah mutters with a growl. “Please don’t,” Kyan says, and Jonah’s face reddens even more. “No, I

didn’t..” Kyan raises an eyebrow at him. Which only makes Jonah’s warm cheeks redder. Jonah clears his throat,

coughing.

“I will, um… go take care of this,” Jonah says, rushing off into the bathroom and shutting the door. I laugh at Jonah’s

quick departure, and Kyan shakes his head, staring at the door where Jonah disappeared before looking back down

at me.

“Next time, you can be piggy in the middle,” Kyan laughs, and I smile, just happy to see he is okay after last night. “I

never should have rejected you, Ella. Though I am glad that you have Jonah, but if we,” he stops mid-sentence and

sighs and shakes his head. Kyan chews his lip, “If we.. I mean…

if you want..?” he sighs, dropping his head before trying again, and I could see the tinge to his cheeks like he had no

idea what he was trying to ask for. The flicker o f consciousness from Kora within me makes my heart beat faster as

she presses forward with me. Peering at our mate.

11 “Damn, must be salty tasting,” Kora laughs. “So cute, look at him stuttering, Kora snickers, and I bite the inside

of my lip, trying not to laugh at her words while watching Kyan try to spit out those words. He wasn’t usually

someone who struggled with words.

He had a bad habit of using them as weapons. “I say go cave dweller style, just mark him and make him your

bitch,” Kora says, growling and shaking her head, > 0 urging me to claim our mate. She didn’t care if he rejected

us; she wanted him anyway, and so did I.

Him leaving me didn’t change that. “Just give him a big old love bite,” she laughs. I rolled my eyes at her before

turning my attention back to Kyan, who was still stumbling over his words. With a sigh, I grip his shoulders and yank

him closer, pressing my lips to his.

His words cut off from whatever gibberish he was speaking or trying to speak. His shock only lasted moments

before he kissed me back, his breath hitching as he heaved in a shaky breath before his tongue forced between my

lips, tangling with mine as his lips dominated my mouth, tasting every inch and making me tug him closer. I felt

something wet touch my cheek as his arm went under my back, pulling me on top of him, so I was straddling his

lap.

Kyan sits up, his hands grabbing, his fingers digging into my flesh as he kisses me. His hands roam over my body

before one of his hands escapes inside my shirt, going to my breast, palming and squeezing it, and I pull away,

hearing Jonah’s voice coming from the bathroom. “You are not helping my situation in here. Hello, stop doing

whatever you are doing, or I will end up rubbing the damn skin off it.”

Jonah calls, making me laugh, and I look at the bathroom door over my shoulder. Kyan chuckles, and I turn backt o

him, his eyes all bloodshot, tear tracks bleed down his cheeks. I wipe them away, and he smiles sadly, looking at the

ceiling as if he was embarrassed to be caught looking so vulnerable.

“I don’t deserve you or Jonah,” Kyan breathes out, pressing his forehead against mine “Says you,” I tell him,

running my fingers through his hair before grabbing a handful and jerking his head to the side and sinking my teeth

into his neck.

His blood spilled into my mouth and coated m y tongue. His emotions flooded into me as the bond stretched and

merged with Jonah’s, expanding and making room for him, too. How it should have been all along.

His regret and guilt, shock, and sadness mixed with happiness all bleed into me at once. Kyan clutches me closer;

his grip is tight, like he thought I would disappear at any moment.

I pull my teeth from his neck before running my tongue over it and sealing the mark. I vaguely heard the bathroom

door open when I marked him before feeling the bed dip behind him; Looking up to see Jonah with a towel around

his waist

. He climbed on the bed behind Kyan. His hair was still wet as he crawled over to Kyan as Kyan dropped his head

against my chest. a Jonah leans over, kissing my lips softly over Kyan’s shoulder before settling behind Kyan, his

legs going either side of Kyan’s. Jonah pulled his lips from mine and sank his teeth into Kyan’s neck over my mark.

Kyan jumps when Jonah’s teeth pierce his skin before pulling them out and sealing it with his saliva as he runs his

tongue over it, and Kyan shivers at the sensation. “Welcome home,” Jonah tells him before wrapping his arms

around us both and squashing Kyan between us. I feel their bond snap into place and the warmth coming from

within Kyan when Kaif presses forward.

And Kyan indeed felt like he was home or at least had one for the first time in ages like he finally belonged

somewhere and that place was with us. I felt his body ripple against mine and his eyes flickered to the darkness

that was Kaif. “Just so we are all clear, no donutting. I will not be touching your donut, and you will die before you

ever touch mine. Are we clear? We are mates, just not those sorts of mates.

We are, what is the term… friends but with NO benefits,” Kaif says, making me snort as Jonah climbs off the bed to

dry himself. “Wow, you have a way with words,” I laughed. “Thank you, love; I have no issue touching your donut,

though,” Kaif says, and I pull a face at him. poole “Yeah, not happening,” I mutter. “That’s what she thinks,” Jonah

chuckles, and Kaif laughs while I raise an eyebrow at Jonah.

I feel Kyan return as his hands trail up my side, peeling my shirt off before tugging it off over my head. The feel of

his warm hand traveling over my skin to the side of my breast makes m e shiver. The sparks I missed return,

making my nipples harden. Kyan pulls m e closer, lifting me higher, his lips wrapping around the hard bud as he

flicks it with his tongue.

I sigh, gripping his hair, enjoying the warmth of his touch and the feel of his hot mouth on my body when I feel

hands grab my hair and tug my head back before Jonah’s lips mold around mine, his tongue invades m y mouth

playing with mine. Their touch lit a fire under my skin as sparks rushed everywhere. Kyan’s lips move higher, and

Jonah lets me go, leaving me breathless as Kyan runs his tongue over Jonah’s mark on my neck.

The sensation makes me moan before he kisses the spot, and I feel his lips part, his canines raking over it. My eyes

fall, closing when he sinks them into my flesh. Sparks raced over me everywhere, and goosebumps rose on my

skin, my toes curling, and I gasped as pleasure coursed through me.

That feeling was followed by weightlessness as it crashes into me, and I blink as he pulls his teeth from my neck, ,

blinking up at the ceiling as the room starts to grow darker. My body felt like it was liquifying, and Kyan’s fingers

gripped the back of my neck as I had no control over it as it lulled to the side.

He turns my face toward his. His tongue traced the seam of my lips before he pecks them. “I love you, Ella,” he

whispers softly against my lips before kissing me tenderly. I blink at him to see him smile softly as darkness steals

my vision.