The Alpha's Regret Return Of The Betrayed Luna (Addison) novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290: Chapter 290 Mindlinking While...

But at the same time, guilt pulled at the back of his mind; everyone else was already out working in the fields, and here he was, losing himself. Still, he couldn’t just walk away like this, not when the fire in his veins refused to die down.

The indecision made Zion’s gut churn, but his body seemed to know its own priority; his hand moved again, stroking his cock. Yet compared to Addison’s pussy, his grip felt a little rough and unsatisfying, and the friction was threatening to leave him raw and blistered.

It wasn’t enough. His other hand pressed against his forehead as he leaned back onto the bed, chest rising and falling heavily with ragged breaths.

Then, through the mindlink, Levi’s voice suddenly broke in—hoarse, strained, and breathless. "Alpha Zion... I think I’m in trouble..."

Frustrated and already on edge, Zion almost snapped back at him, but managed to grind out, "What’s wrong?"

"I think... I might... go into rut soon," Levi admitted, his voice thick with strain.

"Wait—don’t tell me you’re mindlinking me while jerking off?" Zion almost bolted upright from the bed in shock. Levi’s voice had been ragged and uneven, every pause making it sound like he was distracted, struggling to keep his thoughts straight.

Glancing down at his own stomach still streaked with cum, Zion could only imagine what Levi was doing on the other end. Then it hit him, he’d nearly forgotten that he, Maxwell, and Levi were bound together. If he was suffering like this, it wasn’t far-fetched to think the others were drowning in the same torment.

Rather than spiral deeper into frustration, Zion dragged himself to the bathroom, washed up a little, changed into fresh pants, and threw on a robe.

Although Zion had guessed what Levi was doing, Levi gave no reply and stayed silent on his end of the mindlink. His hand moved over his cock in reckless strokes, chasing the heat that refused to fade.

In his mind, only the memory of Addison, her warmth, her tightness when he had once been buried inside her, came close to easing the ache. It wasn’t enough, not truly, but it was better than nothing.

Like Zion, he didn’t want to burden Addison. He planned to deal with the rut himself and only speak to her about it later, when the time was right. The last thing he wanted was to startle her with a sudden demand to mate, to make her think he was no different from the males, driven only by lust and unable to see beyond it when they are in rut.

But in the middle of dealing with his desire, Levi couldn’t ignore the fact that he and the others were connected. Instinctively, he reached out to Zion, the only one he could confide in right now through the mindlink.

Still, the timing was strange; he wasn’t even finished wrestling down his own desire, and mindlinking while in that state felt almost shameful.

His thoughts were a tangled mess of heat and worry, so it slipped his mind completely, until Zion’s blunt question hit him like a slap: "Wait—don’t tell me you’re mindlinking me while jerking off?"

Levi nearly choked on his own breath. Hearing that accusation from another man made the whole thing feel even more awkward, almost surreal.

After Levi finally reached his climax, his cum spilling across his body, he collapsed onto the bed, chest heaving as sweat clung to his skin. But even in his haze, his thoughts drifted toward Maxwell.

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