7. ZIA’S POV

Zia's POV

When I finally find the strength in my legs, it's way past lunch break, which means I have to walk through those silent hallways and endure everyone's gaze on me.

The mateless weak wolf.

I'd rather get hit by a car and suffer a slow recovery.

“Zia, is that really you?” The voice sounded like a chirp until I turned around.

“Cain,” I said shyly as I looked at his handsome build.

How could he be so beautifully built and handsome at the same time?

“I looked around the cafeteria for you and was really worried. Where have you been?” he asked, taking a step closer, his brow creasing.

It warmed my heart to see him worry so much, but I wasn't about to tell him that the reason he couldn't find me was because I was getting stuffed by his triplet older brother.

“I was just moving around for some air.”

“That means you didn't have lunch? You should eat, or you'll feel weak,” he said as he grabbed my wrist in his.

But I was so chubby my wrist didn't fit in his hand.

“Eat? No, I'm fine. I need to go to class,” I said and tried to yank my hand from him, only to realize that I had underestimated the strength of an Alpha.

“You're coming with me,” he insisted and led the way.

“Why are you limping? Are you okay?” he asked when we reached the main entrance, and I had a flashback.

But no way would I tell him my leg cramped after wrapping it around his brother for so long.

So I lied.

“I was clumsy and fell,” I said, the first thing that came to my mind.

“We need to go to the clinic.” And like that, he changed direction, only to find that the nurse was in a meeting with other non-teaching staff, and we had to wait twenty-nine minutes.

“Hmm, so how have you been?” he cleared his throat as we sat on the clinic beds.

They were all unoccupied—thanks to it being the first day of school, I guess.

“Fine, I guess,” I said as I looked around at the charts on the walls. Anything to avoid eye contact.

“I see.” He paused.

“Yes,” I mumbled under my breath. Just when I thought we'd spend the rest of our waiting time in silence, he stood in front of me. But when I tried to look up and read his expression, all I came face-to-face with was his waist.

“I missed you, Zia.” His voice was endearing, and he smelled of strawberries. My favorite.

“I… I missed you too,” I said with a bit of hesitation because I was mostly delirious and in pain during my one week of rest.

“And my cock?”

“What?” I jumped back, but he was already standing between my spread thighs. I had nowhere to run.

So I took a deep breath and stayed calm. Whatever happened, I wanted this.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought about his cock in my mouth when Tyler sprayed his cum on my face.

“Did you miss my cock too? ‘Cause I missed having it in your mouth.”

I could imagine the way his thin pink lips moved as he spoke, how he adjusted his glasses between words.

But what I couldn't tell was if he was looking down at me or scared to.

Among the three brothers, Cain is known to be the shyest.

“I know what you're thinking,” I started, sounding a lot bolder after my interaction with Tyler, “but we are in the nurse's office.”

“…And?”

“She’ll be back in,” I peered to look at the wall clock, “less than fifteen minutes. You can't finish before that time.”

“I'll try my best. I've really missed you, Zia,” he said and took two steps back for me to see the longing in his eyes.

The way his long eyelashes couldn't hide the need and deep want in his gaze.

“Okay,” I nodded, “but…”

“What do you want, Zia?” he asked as he started to work his buckle. “Anything. Ask me anything, and I'll do it.”

His urgency startled me so much that I stumbled on my words.

“I… I just—I just wanted to ask why you didn’t mark me yet. Everyone seems to be making fun of me,” I said, feeling insecure at the thought of being the only one who didn't get a mark among those who found their mates.

Everyone seemed to have found their life partner, but all I got was…

“Because I love you,” Cain blurted out the moment we locked eyes.

“What?!” How was that even possible?

He didn't know me well enough to love me. Although seeing him made my heart flutter, I’d say it's because he has the most delicious and biggest popsicle I've ever had in my entire life.

“I love you so much that marking you would make me more possessive than I should be.”

“Oh,” I nodded in slight understanding.

He didn't mean love the way I thought. Just my body.

But I was still grateful—grateful that my plus-sized body was appreciated so well.

“I'm satisfied having just your little mouth sucking my cock dry… for now,” he said as he tipped my head up to meet his gaze.

“Do you get it?” he asked, and I nodded.

“There's no time. Now fuck my mouth to show me how much you love it.”

I was careful not to personify his object of love because I knew better than to hold on to the idea of being truly loved by these Alphas.

Only Terri cared for me.

“Yes, yes,” his hands were shaky with excitement as he teased the walls of my mouth with his thumb and drew out his belt with the other.

“A… Are you ready?” he asked, his hand coming to the back of my neck.

I nodded and watched him stroke himself to harden before pressing the tip on my lips.

“Open up.”

“Spread out your tongue…”

“Like this?” I asked, barely audible, as I looked at him for confirmation after spreading my tongue like I was about to lick a giant ice cream cone from the bottom all the way up.

“Just like that. You're such a good girl for little Cain,” he said as he started to tap his length on my tongue alone while my throat ached to be scratched and roughened up by it.

“Mmm hmm,” I tried to close my lips around his length to trap his dick in and suck it to show how much I missed it, but—

“Don't be in a hurry,” he said as he brought his free hand down to my boobs.

I don't know how, but my button was undone before I knew it.

“Are you ready?” he asked, his hand hovering over my boobs.

I could feel the smoothness of his palm randomly graze my hardened nipple, but he wouldn’t touch it.

Oh god, I was desperate as I nodded eagerly at him.

“Good girl.” He gave me one soft smile before pinching my nipple and slamming into the back of my throat at the same time.

“Oh, goddess,” he groaned and closed his eyes in pleasure while I choked.

Yes, I choked on a dick.

Because no matter how much I was expecting and anticipating it, I still couldn't prepare myself fully. I only ended up embarrassing myself by coughing frantically.

“Oh my goodness, I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?” He immediately pulled out and started to massage my throat, and I had never wanted to be choked as much as I did now.

But I assumed that would be too much of a shock for Cain.

“It's okay,” I said through watery eyes. “I'm fine now, just take it slow at first.”

But he was panicking, apologizing and trying to get a look at my throat.

“You can continue now,” I said as I held onto his waist, but he was still hesitant, his dick pointed toward me, but he wouldn't make any steps.

“We don't have much time. I'll help you,” I said as I sucked him hesitantly from his tip, like I was trying to drag a block of ice through a small hole.