Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

“So, what are you going to do?” Denver asked me after we had both cleaned up and were just lying down on the bed and listening to each other’s heartbeat.

“About what?” I asked, trying to understand what he was asking.

“Your dad. Sorry,” I meant Lucas Amel,” he said, quickly correcting himself so as not to piss me off.

The funny thing was, I was in a much better mood now. Who could have thought that great s*x would fix my bad mood? And despite having a little soreness down there, I was still f*****g in the mood to get some more action.

“I don’t know; I think you guys should decide what you want to do with him, and whatever that thing is, maybe I don’t want to know about it,” I said while letting out a deep breath.

“You do realize that the only punishment that is appropriate for his crimes is death, right?” he questioned.

“I don’t care; it would be justice for everyone he has wronged,” I said.

“Ok, if you say so. And what about Derrick?” He questioned me, gently stroking my shoulder.

Again, I took a deep breath and slowly let it out while combing my messy hair with my fingers.

“I know he didn’t do it, but I need to speak with him and see what happens from there,” I answered.

“That’s great to hear. I would just like to mention that, hmm, my brothers and I do love you a lot. We may not be perfect in showing you our affection, but one thing is sure: we all love you equally. I can understand that I can appear overly dominating most of the time, and you may mistakenly think that I possibly love you more than my brothers do, but that will be a lie. We all have various ways of displaying our affection for someone. And if I am, to be honest, we have had a series of talks before now, and I can assure you that we all love you equally,” he said in a calm tone.

“But Lucia says I can’t have you all; she said I need to pick one from the three of you. So, what am I supposed to do?” I asked quietly.

“I can understand your dilemma, but I will suggest you spend time with my brothers, and perhaps you might find the answers that you are looking for,” he said while tracing some imaginary images on my face.

“Yeah, thanks,” I said, pressing a k**s to his lips, almost at the same time Derrick walked into the room.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to,” he was saying when I said

“It’s okay; why don’t you join us?” I said to him.

His scent combined with Denver’s got me so excited that my p***y twitched for more action. f**k. I know I shouldn’t be thinking of s*x this minute.

We were supposed to be having a serious conversation.

I need to know where his heart is, and I need to be assured that I own him completely. You can call me selfish for all I care, but I can’t even imagine sharing any of them with anyone.

“I think you guys should spend this time alone; I have some things I have to get done,” Denver said while throwing on his shirt and leaving the room shortly.

“Thanks for the breakfast; it was nice,” Derrick said, nervously running his fingers through his hair to create a messy bad boy look.

Sexy.

Oh, God!! I need to be f****d. No! Not f****d; I need to be focused.

“But you didn’t even touch it,” I said, while silently wishing he wasn’t paying attention to my cheeks, which were getting a little rosy.

“Yeah, at first. But when I went, I realized that you had taken the time to prepare something for me, even when you didn’t have to. Because I have been a pain in your a*s lately. So, I went back to the kitchen to check if you had already trashed it, so I could pick it up and eat it. But luckily, I found it on the shelf, nicely covered with a lid, and I ate it,” he said, wandering his eyes around the room.

Hearing him say he had eaten the sandwich made my heart burst with inner happiness. I love it when they eat my food, and I truly enjoy cooking for them. And him getting to say that he would have picked the sandwich from the trash made me thankful for the stars that I didn’t trash it.

I would have felt terrible.

“I am sorry if I have been a little difficult for the past few days. But, I don’t know, I just kind of feel that you might like Gwen a little more than you do for me. And I don’t want you to feel compared to being with me because of the mate bond,” I said, trying not to show the amount of hurt I was going through just by saying those words.

“I understand your feeling, but she was part of my life for the time she lasted. And when you came into the picture, even before the mate thing, I was attracted to you. To be honest, I just wasn’t sure of my feelings towards you, because I felt I was attracted to you because of your body. But over time, I have come to love and want to be with you. I know I am not the best guy in the block, but I am willing to do my best in making you mine. And you shouldn’t be apologizing for airing out your emotions; I broke your trust once. So, it was only normal that you have reservations about my actions. But honestly, I didn’t mean to hurt you; I would never do that in my right mind. I only asked her for a glass of juice, and I didn’t know she was up to no good,” he said, in a sincere heartfelt voice.

“It’s okay; although the image of seeing you both naked may linger awhile in my head, I am sure I will get over it,” I said to him while tucking the strands of hair that had littered my face to the back of my ear.

“So, does that mean you have forgiven me?” He questioned her with a new spark of hope in his eyes.

“Yeah, but with a condition,” I said, biting my lower lips.

“What is it?” He questioned, his face falling into concern again.

“That you prepare my breakfast and give me a foot massage every day for two months,” I said, while a playful smile hung on my lips.

The conditions I gave him made him smile as he heaved a sigh of relief.

“I will gladly do that for the rest of my life if you permit me,” he said, dimming his s*x eyes at me.

“Really? We shall see,” I said while wearing a broader smile.

“I like it when you smile,” he said

“What?” I asked, completely caught off guard by his remark.

“You look so beautiful when you are happy; your chubby cheeks fall into a nice work of art when you laugh or smile,” he said, subconsciously biting his lower l*p until it was red.

“So I look horrible when I am sad?” I questioned, a little mischief in my voice.

“Not really, but if I were to pick a version of you, I would pick the happy one. I mean, considering all that you have been through, I will do everything within my power to make you happy for the rest of my life,” he said, taking a few steps to my bed and sitting at its edge, and gazing into my eyes.

“That’s a big promise, you know?” I said it with a little chuckle.

“There is nothing too big when you set your heart to it,” he said, and I couldn’t agree more.

He slowly brushed my hair over my shoulder as his eyes searched mine for some sort of permission.

“I love you, Gina; I have missed you,” he said, as his eyes pleaded softly.

“I’m your mate; you don’t need permission to get what is yours,” I said to him while his breath tickled my neckline.

We grabbed each other and indulged in a rough, fierce k**s of l**t and pleasure.

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Derrick.

I kissed her deeply while my hands roamed her sexy body.

f**k, I had greatly missed her, her soft body, and the feel of her hands on my hardened body. Despite telling myself to be gentle with her, my wolf had developed a nasty mind of his own.

I kissed her neck, just right where she was supposed to be marked. She m****d and rolled her head back to allow me more space to please her.

Her freshly brewed arousal hit my nostrils, and my tongue was eager to have a feel of what my nose was relishing.

I gently pushed her to the bed and

She looked at me, her mouth agape while breathing heavily. I lifted her dress with one hand to see her wet, glistening, plumped, pinkish p***y pleading with me to eat her up.

Sexily, I used the tip of my tongue to taste her and f**k, she was so f*****g delicious. So delicious that I started eating out her p***y like it was the next best thing after a Christmas morning snow.

I ran my tongue deep into her p***y and twisted it towards every spot. She m****d while I sucked her treasure hole until her first o****m ran through her body.

She clenched tightly on my hair while she came, and I hungrily drank up all her juices, not letting a single drop go to waste.

I then allowed her a few seconds to catch her breath before I pulled her out of the bed and carried her while she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“I found her a*s and grabbed a hunk of flesh before spanking it, so it bounced at the impact.

“Ah!” She m****d while clenching on me tightly.

I undid my pants, letting them drop along with my boxers. My c**k was inches from her warm p***y. I was so sure she had been f****d by my brother.

I smelled it when I first entered the room, and as crazy as it sounds, the thrill of knowing that Denver had f****d her made me crave her even more.

I guided my c**k into her already wet p***y and started pounding her hard and rough while she m****d loudly while her a*s bounced up and down.

“Yes!”

“f**k”

“Oh, God!!

Another round of o****m shot through my body while I drained her hard and long while carrying her.

I shoved her onto the bed, and all I could see in those sexy eyes of hers was pure, undiluted passion.

Knowing that I was capable of driving her so wild and high made my heart merry.

I opened her legs, so her treasure nest was open for me to see, and I instructed her to hold both legs, one in her hands.

f**k. The sight of her bare p***y still glistening from my c*m almost made me come.

Slowly but surely, I rocked deep into her pussycat until every inch of my c**k was buried deep into her hot chambers.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her pussyfoot pulsating around my c**k. Then slowly, I pulled out completely, leaving just the cap of my c**k at her entrance.

She growled, “f**k me—hard and fast. Please,” she pleaded.

My d**k drove into her, and this time I was making a long thrust and steady thrust, making her back arch and face wince.

“Harder!” she yelled. “f**k me harder!”

My body reacted to her demands. I double-timed the pace, smacking my c**k against her, my balls hitting her a*s.

“Oh yes, Derrick, please,” she cried and m****d as I slammed her p***y even harder.

I flipped her over. I snatched a handful of her hair, pulled back her head, and f****d her from behind.

Immediately, she squealed and grunted. I twisted her hair to add to her ecstasy. My body crashed into hers with just the right amount of velocity. Her a*s had a jelly wiggle at my every thrust.

“You’re doing it. Yes! Please f**k me, don’t stop.” She wailed as another o****m shot through her body.

“Mmmmm!” I growled as I jizzed into her p***y, which was clenching tightly around my c**k.

I pulled her out and turned her over again. Breathing heavily, I tossed the last dribble onto her lips, and she licked it sexily, holding my eyes in hers.

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Within seconds, she was asleep, so I covered her up with a duvet and I was about to stand up to go and clean up when Devon walked in.

His face immediately fell into a knowing smile, and I instinctively joined him in his smile.

“You sneaky bastard, how could you be so selfish?” he said playfully.

“Sorry, bro, you came a little late to the party,” I said with a cocky, walking towards the bathroom.

“I’m glad you both are getting along,” he said as his eyes ravished our sleeping mate on the bed.

“Yeah,” I answered from the bathroom.

“Oh, I came to tell you that Gwen is back,” he said, raising his voice a little higher, so I could hear him.

“Shhhhh,” I said to him, afraid that his mentioning Gwen’s name might wake up Gina.

But luckily, she was still sound asleep.

“And where is she,” I questioned, all the anger I had been trying to put down suddenly climbing to the surface.