Wild Matebond

CHAPTER 1

~Isla’s POV~

The scent of chlorine still clung faintly to the air as I stepped into the dimly lit pool area, my bag slung lazily over one shoulder. The rest of the students had already left after class, and the low hum of the filtration system was the only sound filling the vast space. I thought I was alone.

I was wrong.

A hand shot out from behind the wall near the showers, tugging me into the shadows before I could gasp. My back hit a solid chest, and warm breath brushed the shell of my ear.

“Skipping out on us again, little siren?” Xade’s deep, velvet voice rumbled against my spine, his tone dark and mocking.

I twisted slightly, but before I could reply, another body closed in on my other side — Xavier — his tall frame pressing in, effectively caging me. His hand slid up my arm, trailing slow, deliberate circles with his thumb.

“You’ve been avoiding us all day,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerously soft. “Do you have any idea how… frustrating that is?”

“I wasn’t—” I started, but the words died in my throat when Xander stepped into view, wet hair dripping onto his gray T-shirt, which clung deliciously to the hard lines of his chest. He stopped in front of me, smirking lazily as his storm-gray eyes locked on mine.

“You weren’t what, Isla?” Xander murmured, tilting his head, his damp fingers grazing my jaw. “Going to run again? Or were you hoping we’d find you?”

I swallowed hard, heat spiraling low in my belly. “I— I came here to swim.”

Xade chuckled darkly behind me, the sound vibrating through my body. “Oh, sweetheart,” he whispered, lips brushing my ear, “you came here to drown… just not in the pool.”

Xavier’s hand slid down, grazing the waistband of my shorts as his gaze burned into me. “Three of us. One of you. Tell me, Isla… which of us are you going to beg for first?”

My breath hitched, my nails digging into my palms. “You’re insane,” I managed, though my voice betrayed me with how shaky it sounded.

Xander leaned in, lips ghosting just above mine. “Insane for you.”

Then everything happened at once.

Xavier hooked a finger through my belt loop and yanked me flush against him, his hard body radiating heat. Xade’s hand tilted my chin back, forcing me to meet his molten gaze, and before I could react, his mouth claimed mine in a slow, deep kiss that made my knees buckle.

A low growl vibrated against my lips as Xavier’s hand slid under my shirt, fingers splaying over my bare stomach. “Mine,” he hissed softly, his mouth brushing along my neck, sharp teeth scraping the sensitive skin just enough to make me whimper.

“Not just yours,” Xander cut in, his voice a dark promise. “Ours.”

Xade finally broke the kiss, leaving me breathless, and in the next heartbeat, Xander’s lips were on mine — rougher, hungrier — while Xavier nipped at the curve of my shoulder, his hands possessive on my waist.

The scent of chlorine mixed with the heat of skin and the faint sparks of our mate bonds thrumming wildly between us. My head spun. My body trembled. Every nerve screamed for more.

Xade’s fingers tugged at the knot of my swimsuit beneath my shirt, lazily. “We could take you right here,” he rasped, his voice low and primal, “press you against the tiles and make you scream so loud the whole dorm hears.”

Xavier’s laugh was dark and soft against my ear. “Do it. Make her scream our names.”

My breath came out in ragged, shallow bursts. “Someone… someone could come in,” I managed weakly, though even I didn’t sound convinced.

Xander’s lips brushed mine again, softer this time, but his grip on my hip tightened. “Then you better learn to stay quiet, little mate.”

Xade’s hands slid lower, skimming my thighs, tracing invisible lines up my skin. Xavier caught my chin, tilting my face up, his lips hovering just above mine.

“Say it,” he whispered, his voice rough with need. “Say you’re ours.”

My chest rose and fell rapidly, heat pooling deep inside me. My fingers curled into Xander’s damp shirt, clinging for balance as I finally exhaled, my voice trembling:

“…Yours.”

All three of them growled softly, the sound vibrating through me like thunder.

And then there was no more talking — only lips, hands, heat, and the slick echo of water dripping somewhere nearby as they backed me slowly against the cool tiles, claiming me like I belonged to them.

******

The cool tiles pressed against my back, but their heat drowned out everything else — the steady drip of water, the faint hum of the pool pumps, even the frantic pounding of my own heart.

Xavier’s mouth trailed along the slope of my neck, soft kisses turning sharp when his teeth scraped deliberately against my skin, testing how much I’d take. Xade’s hands braced on either side of my head, his body caging me in, while Xander’s palm slid slowly up my thigh, pushing the hem of my shorts higher and higher until cool air kissed the edge of my swimsuit underneath.

“Too quiet, little mate,” Xander murmured, his voice low and rough, like a storm rolling in. “I thought we told you to say our names.”

I tried to breathe, but Xavier’s teeth grazed the spot where my shoulder met my neck, and the soft whimper that escaped me only made him chuckle darkly.

“You hear that?” Xavier’s voice was velvet over steel, dangerous and soft. “She wants us to ruin her.”

“She always wants it,” Xade rasped against my ear, his fingers tracing lazy circles over my jaw before he tilted my face to his. “She just likes pretending she doesn’t.”

Before I could protest, his lips crushed mine — hot, consuming, stealing my breath until my legs trembled. His kiss was all demand, no mercy, his tongue sliding against mine with a hunger that set me on fire.

Xander growled low beneath his breath, sliding behind me. His wet shirt brushed my back as his hand slipped under my top, fingertips gliding over bare skin. “Up,” he ordered, his voice deep and commanding.

I obeyed without thinking, arms lifting as he stripped my shirt off in one swift motion. The cool air rushed over my flushed skin, and all three pairs of eyes burned into me — hungry, possessive, wild.

“You have no idea what you do to us,” Xavier said, his thumb grazing the edge of my swimsuit top before hooking under it and tugging just enough to make my breath catch.

“She’s stalling,” Xade murmured darkly. “Guess we’ll have to show her what happens when she teases her mates.”

And then Xander’s hands were on my hips, spinning me toward the pool. Before I could react, he hooked an arm around my waist and lifted me effortlessly, carrying me straight into the water. I gasped as the cold hit me, but before I surfaced, strong hands dragged me back up — Xavier on one side, Xade on the other, while Xander waded closer, droplets sliding down his sharp jaw.

The water clung to my skin, making the thin fabric of my swimsuit almost sheer under their heated gazes.

“Look at you,” Xade breathed, brushing wet strands of hair from my face. “Our pretty little mate… trapped with us.”

Xavier’s hand slid along my thigh underwater, slow and deliberate, fingertips tracing dangerous paths higher and higher until I felt the rough brush of his knuckles against my heat through the soaked fabric.

I sucked in a sharp breath, clutching his wrist instinctively. “Xavier—”

“Don’t stop him,” Xander cut in, his voice deeper, rougher than ever. He came up behind me, his chest pressing against my back, pinning me between him and Xavier as his lips brushed the shell of my ear. “You’re ours, Isla. All of you.”

Xavier’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric at last, sliding against bare, slick heat. My knees nearly buckled, but Xander’s arm circled my waist, holding me upright as Xavier’s touch became slow, torturous strokes designed to unravel me completely.

Xade moved closer, his palm sliding up my side, his gaze dark and sharp. “Kiss me,” he ordered softly, and I did, desperate and breathless, moaning into his mouth when Xavier curled his fingers just right.

Xander’s hand slid up, cupping my breast beneath the soaked swimsuit, his thumb circling until my breath hitched and broke into soft, helpless sounds.

“Good girl,” he whispered against my neck. “Let us hear you.”

I tried to speak, to say something, but all that came out was their names — tangled, breathless gasps between kisses and touches and the heat of three bodies pressing into mine.

The water sloshed softly around us, cool and gentle, while everything else burned — their hands, their mouths, their possessive growls when I arched closer, surrendering to all of them at once.

“You feel that?” Xavier rasped, fingers deep inside me now, moving slow, relentless. “That’s how much you’re ours.”

“Say it,” Xade growled, his forehead pressing against mine as he kissed me between words. “Say you belong to us.”

“I— I’m yours,” I gasped, clinging to Xander’s arm behind me as another wave of pleasure crashed through me.

All three of them groaned at once, the sound vibrating in my chest.

And then Xavier withdrew his fingers, slick and glistening in the dim light, while Xade hooked his thumb under the waistband of my swimsuit bottoms.

“Now,” Xade murmured, voice rough and full of promise, “we make you scream.”

***

The cool water lapped softly around us, but it did nothing to tame the heat spiraling through my body. My breath came fast, shallow, ragged — every nerve alive under their touch.

Xade’s thumb hooked under the waistband of my swimsuit bottoms, tugging them down slowly, deliberately, his molten gaze locked on mine. “Lift for me, baby,” he ordered, his voice a low growl that shot straight through me.

I obeyed without thinking, weightless in the water as Xavier slid behind me, his chest pressing against my bare back while his hands guided mine to grip the edge of the pool.

“That’s it,” Xavier murmured, his lips brushing the damp skin of my shoulder, his voice a sinful caress. “Hold on tight.”

Xander moved in front of me, wet hair dripping into his storm-gray eyes, his expression dark and hungry. He reached up, tugging my swimsuit top down until the water revealed everything. His sharp intake of breath was audible, and his thumb brushed lazily across my peaked nipple under the water.

“So damn beautiful,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with restraint. “Ours.”

I barely had time to react before Xavier’s teeth grazed the nape of my neck, a low growl vibrating through my spine, while Xade’s hand slid between my thighs, fingers skimming teasingly along my slick folds.

“Xade,” I breathed, the sound half a moan, half a plea.

His lips curved into a dark smirk. “Mm, there she is,” he rasped, dipping one finger inside me, slow and deliberate, testing, teasing. “Already dripping for us, Isla. You like when we corner you, don’t you?”

I shook my head instinctively, but the soft whimper that escaped my lips betrayed me completely.

“She loves it,” Xavier growled against my neck, his hand sliding down my stomach to spread me wider for Xade’s relentless strokes. “She wants us to ruin her.”

Xander’s mouth claimed mine before I could argue, kissing me rough and hungry, his tongue pushing past my lips with dominance that stole my breath. He swallowed every sound I made, every moan, as Xade slid in a second finger, curling them just right, pulling gasps from deep in my throat.

“Fuck,” I whimpered against Xander’s lips, my body trembling between them, every touch burning hotter than the last.

Xade’s pace quickened, slow thrusts turning deliberate, deeper, harder, while Xavier’s mouth trailed down my shoulder, teeth scraping softly before biting just enough to make me arch.

Xander broke the kiss, resting his forehead against mine, his stormy eyes blazing. “I want to taste her,” he murmured, voice wrecked with hunger.

“Then get down there,” Xade muttered darkly, withdrawing his fingers only to replace them with Xander, who moved lower in the water, gripping my thighs and pulling me forward until I sat against the pool’s shallow ledge.

I barely had a second to breathe before his mouth was on me.

“Xan—” My gasp dissolved into a broken moan, my hands flying to his wet hair as his tongue traced hot, devastating patterns against me. Every flick, every slow suck pulled me tighter, higher, until my head fell back against Xavier’s chest.

“Good girl,” Xavier whispered against my ear, his voice husky. “Let him taste you while I get you ready for more.”

His hand cupped my breast, fingers rolling my nipple until I cried out softly, only to be swallowed by Xade’s deep, claiming kiss.

Xander groaned between my thighs, and the vibration tore another moan from me as his tongue pushed deeper, relentless and skilled. My legs shook around his shoulders, and Xavier’s grip tightened on my waist, anchoring me against the tremors of pleasure building too quickly.

“She’s close,” Xander murmured against me, his voice vibrating through every inch of me.

“Not yet,” Xade growled softly, pulling back to nip at my jawline. “Not until we all have her.”

Xavier kissed the side of my neck, low and rough. “Turn around, Isla.”

I did, breathless and trembling, spinning to face him as Xade moved behind me this time, his hands possessive on my hips under the water. Xavier’s lips met mine in a bruising kiss, tasting of heat and want, while Xander rose from between my thighs, his mouth glistening, his storm-gray eyes locked on mine like he’d just claimed a piece of my soul.

“Take this off,” Xavier ordered softly, tugging at what was left of my swimsuit. I slipped it off under the water, and the cool air hit me as I surfaced — bare, flushed, and surrounded.

Three pairs of eyes burned into me, dark with hunger and something far deeper.

“She’s perfect,” Xade murmured, sliding his hands along my sides, fingers tracing lazy circles lower, slower.

“She’s ours,” Xavier corrected, his voice rough, his thumb brushing my lower lip before pressing his mouth to mine again.

Then, without warning, Xander’s hands gripped my thighs and pulled me onto his lap beneath the water, his hard length pressing insistently against me.

I gasped, clinging to his shoulders. “Xander—”

He silenced me with a kiss, deep and consuming, as he pushed inside me slowly, stretching me inch by inch until a soft cry tore from my lips.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, his forehead falling against mine as he buried himself fully. “You feel so good around me, Isla.”

Xade’s hand cupped my throat from behind, tilting my head back as he kissed along my jaw. “Watch her,” he told Xavier darkly. “Watch how she falls apart for us.”

Xavier’s palm rested on my lower belly, right where Xander filled me, his thumb circling my clit in slow, devastating strokes as Xander thrust deeper, harder, dragging me closer to the edge with every movement.

“Say it,” Xavier growled softly against my cheek, his touch relentless. “Say you’re ours.”

I moaned their names, clinging to Xander, trembling with every deep stroke until I shattered, pleasure crashing over me so violently I cried out, muffled only by Xade’s hungry kiss.

And still, they didn’t stop.

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