The night air hung cool and crisp around the garden, moonlight filtering through the leaves like scattered silver
The fountain beside Yuki bubbled endlessly, its crystal water catching the pale glow and sending soft ripples that sparkled like scattered diamonds. A cool breeze swept through, carrying the faint scent of night-blooming jasmine and distant orchestral music from the mansion.
Yet despite the chill that raised goosebumps along her bare arms, Yuki’s body burned as if fever consud her from the inside out. Every heartbeat sent fresh waves of heat pulsing through her veins, making her skin hypersensitive and her thoughts increasingly foggy.
She sensed the danger the instant the tall man stepped closer. Her back pressed hard against the cold, damp edge of the fountain, the stone biting through the thin fabric of her dress. Her heart slamd against her ribs like a trapped bird desperate for escape. The air suddenly felt thicker, as if the garden itself held its breath.
The cold water splashed on her feet.
"No need to be nervous, darling," the man purred, flashing a lecherous grin that revealed sharp canines. His eyes raked over her body with open hunger. "You would love it. I promise."
Disgust twisted in Yuki’s stomach like acid. She wanted to scream, to run, but her limbs felt heavy and uncoordinated. "Back away," she protested. The words left her lips breathy and soft, sounding far too much like a moan. His eyes flashed red with excitent, and her skin crawled as if insects moved beneath it.
He reached out, fingers brushing toward her cheek. She jerked her head away, breath coming in short gasps. Rather than angering him, her resistance seed to fuel his arousal. A low chuckle rumbled from his chest. "No need to be shy, Yuki. You would love it."
Her eyes widened in pure terror. "How do you know my na?" she gasped, voice cracking.
"Does that matter?" He laughed softly, stepping even closer until she could sll the sour tang of alcohol on his breath.
The heat clouding her mind made every thought slippery, but raw instinct scread at her to flee. Her gaze darted frantically around the darkened maze. The other three n closed in from the sides, their eyes gleaming with the sa predatory lust. One licked his lips slowly.
"She is prettier than I imagined," one snickered, voice thick with anticipation. "I wonder what she looks like without the clothes."
"Why don’t we find out, fellas?" the third replied, cracking his knuckles.
Yuki’s mind scread in silent panic. She tried desperately to reach Aevia through their link, but it felt as though an invisible wall slamd down, blocking every attempt. Desperation clawed at her chest. "Back away!" she shouted, lunging forward with all her remaining strength
She shoved the leader hard in the chest and broke free for a few desperate feet. Victory lasted only seconds. A rough hand yanked her hair back painfully. She crashed against a firm, unnaturally cool chest that sohow felt both threatening and strangely comforting in her fevered state.
An arm snaked around her waist like a steel band. "Stop acting like you do not want it," the man hissed into her ear, his hot breath making her shudder. With one swift motion he tugged her dress sleeve down, exposing her shoulder to the cold night air. The contrast between the chill and her burning skin made her gasp sharply.
"It is pointless," another laughed darkly. "You are too far from the mansion." Claws extended with a sickening sound, ripping further at the delicate fabric of her dress. Yuki struggled wildly, tears slipping hot down her cheeks as she tried to cover her exposed chest with trembling arms. Sha and fear warred violently inside her.
One of them grabbed her breast roughly, kneading it with calloused fingers. The overwhelming heat inside her exploded into blinding pleasure. Her mind blanked for a terrifying mont. A loud, involuntary moan tore from her throat, the sound humiliating her to her core. Her body betrayed her completely, arching slightly into the unwanted touch even as revulsion churned deep in her gut.
The n laughed cruelly. "She moans so sweetly," the one holding her teased, his grip iron-clad around her waist. Yuki’s eyes burned with fresh tears. Disgust scread in her thoughts, yet her treacherous body leaned further into the sensation. Wetness pooled between her thighs, the sweet scent of her arousal thick and unmistakable in the night air.
They growled in response, the sound primal and hungry. "I wonder how loud her moans get," the one fondling her breast said, pinching harder.
Her mind fractured between revulsion and the charm’s relentless fire. "Please... don’t," she pleaded, but the words erged too soft, too weak. They only excited the n further. A sharp slap cracked across her face, snapping her head to the side.
"Stop acting like you do not want it," the leader sneered. "I can sll your aching core. Play nice or it will only make things harder for you." He glanced at the one restraining her. "Hold her in place. I will go first. Once the charm kicks in completely, she will be the one begging us."
Yuki trembled violently as they pinned her down against the cold stone floor. The rough texture scraped her back. The leader reached for his belt, pulling down his zipper with deliberate slowness. His bulge strained against his clothes. The others watched with gleaming, excited eyes. To her horror, her body responded even stronger, wetness growing despite the terror gripping her heart.
His smile widened as he freed himself, cock hard and glistening at the tip. "I want to feel that pretty mouth of yours," he said, stepping closer. Another man clamped her jaw open painfully. Yuki’s eyes widened in pure dread as he moved toward her face.
Then a deep, guttural growl tore through the night like thunder. Heavy alpha pressure crashed over the garden, so thick and suffocating that everyone froze mid-motion. Before they could react, a blurry figure shot forward with terrifying speed. Golden light flashed across Yuki’s vision. Screams ripped through the air as the leader was violently flung backward, slamming into a hedge with a sickening thud. The other n followed, tossed aside like broken dolls.
Strong, steady arms pulled Yuki away from the chaos and into a protective embrace. "What do you think you are doing?" a dark, commanding voice bood above her, vibrating with raw fury.
Yuki glanced up through tear-blurred eyes. A sharp, chiseled jawline. Razor-sharp golden eyes blazing with uncontrollable anger. Golden-blonde hair slightly tousled from the fight. He looked both hauntingly familiar and strangely unknown all at once.
The n on the ground finally recognized their attacker. Pure terror twisted their faces. They scrambled up and fled into the darkness, running as if the devil himself pursued them. The man released Yuki slightly, prepared to chase, but her weak fingers caught his hand.
A strange, electric spark shot through the point of contact, traveling up both their arms. He froze completely, turning to look at her properly for the first ti. Rage had blinded him earlier. His golden eyes slowly softened and shifted into deep, srizing sapphire blue.
"Please... do not leave," Yuki shuddered, her voice barely audible.
His broad chest tightened visibly. For a mont his mind seed to go blank. Dressed entirely in black with a glowing sapphire pendant at his neck, he finally noticed the full extent of her torn clothes and the pale, flushed skin beneath. His throat bobbed. Without hesitation he shrugged off his jacket and draped it gently around her shoulders, careful not to startle her further.
"I will get soone to check on you," he said, his voice softening considerably.
Yuki could barely process his words. The heat raged hotter than ever, pulling her closer. She leaned into him, burying her face against his solid chest and inhaling his scent deeply. It wrapped around her like a soothing balm and strangely safe in a way the other n’s touches never could. Her body trembled against him.
He stiffened at the sudden intimacy, feeling her scorching heat press fully against his fra. A voice suddenly cut through his mind. ’Where are you, Killian? Your emotions are all over the place.’
Killian, the eldest triplet, struggled to form coherent thoughts. ’Kieran, I have a situation here. Need dical attention.’ He tried to explain when Yuki’s scorching lips suddenly pressed against his neck. His entire body went rigid, mind emptying completely.
Yuki felt lost to the pull. It was no longer just the charm. Sothing deeper, more primal, drew her to him, shattering every inhibition she possessed. Her kisses grew frantic and desperate. Her core throbbed painfully, completely drenched and aching for relief. "I am hot... and it aches inside," her voice broke shafully as the sweet scent of her arousal flooded the air between them. "Please help . It feels like I am losing my mind."
She kissed him harder, grinding her hips against him with shaless need. Against every ounce of his willpower, Killian’s crotch tightened painfully, his body reacting strongly to her desperate heat. The night around them seed to hold its breath once more.
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