Curious at the sudden lack of people in the mansion, I wandered off to the triplets' suite, hoping to get answers or at least have an idea of what was going on. On getting closer, I heard them talking in solemn tones, possibly about their outing earlier."You saw Andy's parents, right? They looked so devastated. I had to talk to his mom privately and console her. It was fucking brutal and heartbreaking, man. I didn't want to go through that again. The pain felt too raw and opened up too much memories," I overheard Jake say, confirming my earlier thoughts on the topic of their discussion. Coming closer, I met the door open, them talking and Jason just grunting out his responses.His eyes turned on me abruptly, startling me a bit. His eyes glinted with an emotion I couldn't pinpoint and a small smile broke out on his face. I blinked, not believing my eyes. His features were soft and tender, unlike ones I've ever seen, his eyes gentle, with a fond look in them. His eyes went lower as
I sat on my knees, patiently waiting for my reward. Jared smirked down at me, chuckling a bit at my eager demeanor, as he whipped out his cock that was confined in his tight pants, stroking it as soon as he did. My mouth watered at the sight. It was long, veins running down it as it was pulsating, a bright red color on the tip. It wasn't as thick as Jason's, though the length made up for it totally. Having it inside me would really spear through my insides, reaching depths I didn't even know of. Jake did the same, pulling down his jeans to his ankles, revealing a huge cock. It was thick and meaty, pulsating as if it was angry. I was in awe of how erect he was, on top of it was a small thatch of curly hair as his cock curved up towards the top, defying its heft. I looked at both members with arousal and underlying fear in my eyes. How were they going to fit, digging my insides out? Their dicks filling me up was one thing, but with them being domineering and powerful, it would be hard
"Yeah, why did you get the purse for me, anyway? It's a Hermés purse, for fucks sake, Jason. It's one of the most expensive brands out there!" I exclaimed, trying to make him see that it was uncalled for and expensive. I studied him closely, watching his brow perk up suddenly in annoyance."So? Who cares about whether or not it costs a couple of bucks? I thought you’d like it, so bought it and it's yours. There," he shrugged, leaning back into his chair, not understanding the weight his gift carried."Okay, let's just leave the fact that you said the purse was just a couple of bucks. How about the wads of cash stuffed in it? Why would you even...""To save you from brainstorming and overthinking. I saw the purse, I thought of you, I liked the design, I bought it, and since you were planning to go out, I decided to put some money in there for you to spend. Nothing more, nothing left," he explained nonchalantly, making my cheeks heat up. He thought of me? I knew Jason wasn't open with
My back arched instantly at the push inside of me as my mouth dropped open, letting out a dragged-out moan spill from it. My hole instantly reacted, clenching on his finger so tightly, as if attempting to sever off the whole thing. It still hurt, don't get me wrong, but the pain mixed with the pleasure was so stimulating, I couldn't stop writhing my hips, even with just a single digit in me."You naughty girl. You like that?” Jason murmured in a low tone.“Y-yes-ahh.” I moaned out. “I'm gonna stretch you out, make sure you take my fingers in, one by one. I'm preparing you to take my cock. Do you want it, don’t you?”“Of course, you do, you little cockslut. You're so soaked," his dark words made me drip more, making me more needy, moaning a bit when he added a second finger.I don't think I can do this. Take all his fingers?I’m never gonna keep up with the pace he's setting, especially with how horny I was. The moment his second digit pushed inside my hole, I shook my head franticall
When Jake pushed into my hole, I let myself enjoy the ecstasy, my eyes rolling to the back of my skull at the sensation. It was too much. Two thick cocks inside of me, making my brain turn to mush. They snapped their hips into me in tandem, the sheer force of it, bringing me to tears. My abdomen was on fire from the pressure being placed on it. From this position, I could feel everything, their shape, every drag, every pull...it was so filling.. My eyes moved to the side, finding Jared looking down at me. He stood there palming his erection through his pants, staring at me with such lust and arousal. It practically wafted off his form, his eyes dark and brimming over with carnal desire. It was impossible to look away, it was like he was drawing me in, locking me up in his gaze, under his mercy and control. Like we're the only people in the world. Like I was theirs.I let out a loud gasp, managing to tear my gaze away from Jared, spasming hard as my orgasm drew nearer. I gripped Jas
"Ah, I see. So in your home, did you all live together with your dad, or...?" I asked, curious to know."Yeah, we do. We just come from time to time to the vacation house, to let loose a bit and de-stress from all the workload our jobs were putting on us. We usually come in the spring, but Jason has to prepare for his coronation thingy going on, so we took a break. And with everything going on here in this pack, we just had to," Jake responded."Oh, that makes sense. So, what jobs did you do and where exactly did you stay? It seems like you guys didn't live in Philly," I questioned, growing more inquisitive. This was the only chance I got to know them. They're usually closed off, the only person who had been willing to tell me bits of their life was Jason. And that time it was only because he was drunk.I had to milk this opportunity before it was gone."Oh, Jared owns a dental clinic, y'know, fixing cavities and shit," Jake teased, laughing when he saw the glare on Jared's face. I s
I turned to look at Jake, hoping that he was joking or at least unserious about his suggestion, only to meet a blank stare, confirming how serious he was. How could he suggest something like that? Annoyance started to build up inside of me as I managed to sit up on the bed. Here I was mortified, yet they were treating it like it was something they could easily get rid of."No, Jake. There's no way I can do that. My mom really likes your dad and no matter what is going on between us, I'm still your sister. Stepsister at least," it embarrassed me to say those words aloud, but they needed to be said.I can't just jeopardize my mother's happiness out of the blue.Jason sat up, so abruptly, it nearly gave me a whiplash. I turned to look at him, surprised by the fire burning in his eyes. His jaw tensed as he glowered down at me, reverting back to the Jason I was used to. "Okay, Cassandra. Since you're such a thoughtful sister of ours, tell me, what sister spreads their legs for their brot
A few days later, I sat on my bed, pen in my hand, flicking it around with magic, watching it twirl in the air. I haven't spoken to the triplets ever since our argument, ignoring their existence entirely and making sure I did completely. I used my magic each time I wanted to go out, setting up any and every extra precaution to stop me from bumping into them. They were also ignoring me as well, making no moves to come to me or even cross my path. My chest throbbed, and despite our differences, I still found myself thinking about them most of the time, my thoughts were filled with them.I forced myself not to, instead burying myself in my magic, but it was like everything around me reminded me of them. My fingers traced across the book Jake bought me some days earlier. Dropping it back onto the bed with a sigh, I watched my pen float in the air. Why couldn't things be less complicated than it was? If we had met in normal circumstances, would things still be the same? Would it be dif
***Our honeymoon at the resort was nothing short of a paradise. It was wonderful being able to flaunt my husbands out to everyone without living in fear of what people would say anymore. There was the occasional criticism from strangers, but it’s nothing that I couldn’t handle, especially not with my six-foot and above husbands threatening to destroy anyone that antagonizes me on sight.Husbands. The title made me giggle.In a paranormal sense, they were my mates and we were bonded on a more spiritual level than what the basis of marriage was, but it made me happier to call them my husbands, especially since it’s not far from the truth either. They even went as far to give me rings, three of them, which I wore each day and alternated when I felt like it.I was genuinely happy. I loved my life now and I wished my joy would never end. We ate together each morning and went sightseeing, sometimes we would lounge on the beach, and at other times we would go to the mall to shop or to the
It’s been months since the ordeal. Exactly three months since Jake and Jared regained their consciousness and opened their eyes from the coma. I sighed, watching the ocean crash against the shore in slow, rhythmical movements, enjoying the salty sea breeze. I had my mating ritual a week ago and currently we are on our honeymoon. I wouldn’t say that life had been easy on us, reaching up to this point, but I was just grateful that finally, I had my moment of peace and love. When the two of them woke up from their week-long torpor, they were happy, albeit, some of the Lycans took this as a chance to condemn us all. Apparently, the word that the four of us were in a relationship had spread like a wildfire, though we weren’t trying to hide it after the whole event. There was a huge amount of backlash and even when we explained to them that we were mates and even threw in the Red String of Fate theory to them, most of them ignored it and chose not to believe us. It was at that moment th
“Gilda. Let’s not go into hasty decisions,” Jason started calmly as if her words didn’t affect him in the slightest. “You’re an adult and honestly I’m fine with any decision that you make and whatever you find is best for you. I will respect it nevertheless. But do not bring that child into the equation, okay? Leave your baby out of it,” he pointed to her stomach sternly, his eyes narrowed to slits.Her gaze went defensive once again. “What are you talking about—”“Like I said, I will respect your decision, but leave the baby out of it. The baby has to be born before you carry out any plans you have in mind. Because I don’t think Emery would appreciate you doing that to your child, when he was so excited to see them,” Jason said, with an air of finality in his voice. His face and voice were cold and cutting, but it was just exactly what Gilda needed. She didn’t want any pity remarks or sympathetic looks thrown her way, she needed the reality check and Jason gave it to her on a cold pl
Beep. Beep. Beep. The heart monitor beside the hospital beds beeped simultaneously, both soothing and disturbing at the same time. It pained me to see them lying motionless on the beds, but at the same time, I felt a sense of relief, just knowing that they were alive. It was good enough for me. The high-pitched electronic sound was my only hope in the dark. It was the anchor that was keeping me afloat. Without those two shrill sounds, I don’t know what I would do…It has been a week since the war. A week since we buried Dan, Emery and the rest of the people that died in the war. Surely enough, the whole community was thrown into a frenzy. Wails and tears everywhere for their loved ones and families, all the lycans were thrown into despair and devastation. I was still numb from the whole thing. I couldn’t even process that Dan and the others were gone, it all still felt imaginary, like a sick nightmare that I was ready to wake up from. To top it all off, Jake and Jared are in a coma
Jason’s words rang through my head like a siren and I stared at him in disbelief. I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe that he would say that and give me up so easily. I looked at Jared and Jake, seeing their faces contorted in pain and agony, that I could also feel from the throbbing of my heart. They were slowly dying. If they don’t get those chains off of them soon, they will die. As disappointed and hurt as I was, listening to Jason’s negotiation, I understood that it was the best alternative.Damien looked surprised, yet at the same time he looked morbidly pleased with the turn out, as if he was expecting Jason to surrender in the first place. “Well, it’s up to you Cassandra. Do you agree to be with me in return for the release of your lovers, or if you want, I could kill them all right in front of you. Choose your pick,” he grinned at me, like he was telling a joke only he knew. I was disgusted.I looked at Jason once again, my chest heavy laden and heartbroken as I tu
Jason instantly turned to the man, giving him his full attention, but I, on the other hand, was finding it hard to keep my blush down. Was Jason just about to say that he loved me? I shook my head and tried to focus on the conversation in front of me. Now wasn’t the time.“…the helicopter is here to pick you up sir,” the Lycan said and that snagged me out of the previous thoughts I was having. “Good. Tell the pilot that I’ll be there soon,” Jason ordered, dismissing the man before turning to me. My stomach churned a bit and I had an idea of what he was about to say next. “Cassandra…I know you may not like this, but I would have to ask you to sit this one out—”“No,” I folded my arms across my chest and flared up at him. I can’t believe that he would tell me something like that. He opened his mouth to insist again, but I shut him down faster than he would have liked. He frowned this time, keeping his expression stern, though I knew that he wasn’t really annoyed with me, he just wante
Damien folded his arms, looking nonchalant and unscathed in the face of the catastrophe all around him. Blood spilled and splattered everywhere, guts and internal juice as well and the smell of smoke and ash with each breath he took. He barely made moves to kill anyone, watching as his men sliced, cut down and were also cut down by their opponents.Any onlooker who was watching Damien would see and notice his calm demeanor, but on the inside, Damien was fuming. One would think that he would be happy from all the chaos caused by him and the upper hand he had against the Lycans, but they would be wrong. He was in a rageful fit.It had been hours since he arrived in the Lycan Territory and began killing his way into the heart of it all. It had also been hours since he got feedback that Cassandra wasn’t even in the Territory at the moment, that she had been long gone since, even before the war started, so there was no chance of chasing after her even if he wanted to. He had tried to pry t
“What?!” Jason growled, the sound reverberating through my bones and it was not in the soothing way I was used to. He was pissed. The veins by the sides of his temple grew prominent the angrier he got, bulging in time with the ones around his arms and muscles. On any other day, I would have taken the time to admire them, but now wasn’t the right time to. My eyes sought his pleadingly, however, he was too far gone in his anger to even see me. “Do you know how risky and dangerous it was, keeping this secret from us?! I can’t fucking believe that you knew this for so long, yet you kept it from us! What the fuck were you thinking?! Do you know if the warlock had bad intentions towards you? Or what…do you really think that you can go toe to toe with him? Cassandra, I know that you are strong, I have seen your abilities and I don’t doubt your strength in any way or form. But I’ve seen his powers first hand and I’m very sure he could overpower you if he wanted to. That’s not even the point
Swoosh. My head felt like jelly as something akin to a rush of wind passed through my brain, leaving me lightheaded. Behind my eyelids, light in circular rings passed through them like a hypnotic wave, forcing me in it, as if trapping me and truly, that’s how I felt. The bed underneath me disappeared and though I felt stable, it seemed like I was floating on air. Even Jason that was in front of me had disappeared, leaving a trail of pixel-like splatters in his place. It was confusing, yet I couldn’t break my focus.Soon, the white light was replaced with multiple films of images swirling all around me. I frowned, wondering they were and what they could mean to me, when a sudden sense of nostalgia and deja vu hit me like a truck. I realized that in these moving images all around, each of them held a picture of me or rather, a memory of me. The ones where I was happy, the moments when I was sad, ones when I was angry, each of them were all inarguably me. It was bizarre, but then everyt