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Heather POV I put all my focus on cleaning my plate. For the most part, I think I did a pretty good job keeping my arousal under control. Yes, the sexual need was slowly building, but we were all determined to get through the meal. I will admit that I was tempted to see what a punishment would involve. I mean the thought of how it felt when Lucas spanked me earlier was almost enough to cause the wetness to pool again. The possibility of a punishment and not knowing what it would be, plus wanting to explore the feelings from the spanking were not making it easy to keep my hormones under control. The thoughts that were starting to form were causing that ache to start again. I'm almost done. I only have a few more bits. I start shifting in my seat, clamping my thighs together, anything I can do, so they don't notice how turned on I'm getting again. I was so focused on finishing my meal and trying to keep my arousal under control, that I didn’t even realize that the guys were done and had
Lucas POV I have never had a problem giving a woman pleasure, but it was never my main goal. It was to get myself off and that was it. Not with Heather, though I’d be willing to suffer through blue balls for the rest of my life if it meant that she found her pleasure. The way Heather responds to our touches makes all the others look like they were faking it, and maybe they were, but that’s ok, they were just cheap fake replacements for this beauty in front of me. I don’t know how I ever thought that I could replace her. I slid my hands around cupping her boobs. Reed is right. They are gorgeous. While she was distracted, I put a little lube on my fingers. When she leans her head back on my shoulder, I nibble my way up to whisper in her ear. “You like having Reed’s big cock filling your pussy, don’t you, Mo leannan?” “Yes. It feels...” As she starts to answer, I press the tip of the finger to the first knuckle into her back hole. “Ohhh.” “Do you like that too?” “Yesss.” She moans. “I
Heather POV When I reach home, I park the truck near the end of the driveway and head inside. I didn’t want Grandpa to smell the mixture of sex and the twins on me, so moving as quietly and as quickly as I could, I head for my room to shower. I was able to find one of the few turtleneck shirts I own, a dark purple knit tank top style. It covers the marks well. I pack the last few things that I’m taking with me and start loading my car. By the time I’m done, it’s almost five in the morning. As I walk back into the house from putting the last bit of stuff in my car, I hear Grandpa in the kitchen starting the coffee maker and Grandma moving around in the bedroom. Walking into the kitchen, Grandpa seemed surprised to see me. “Hey Honey, we didn’t think we would see you until late today.” “You and Grandma were already in bed when I got home, so I didn't wake you.” I said, trying to make my comment sound unimportant. “I see you have already packed your car too.” His tone saying he knows
Reed POV I started to slowly wake up. I have the feeling that something isn’t right. I reach for Heather as my brain starts to clear from sleep. Finding the spot beside me empty. I opened my eyes, only to be looking at the confused face of my twin. We both sat up looking around. I made a dash to the bathroom. “Not here.” I yelled at Lucas. I turned to see Lucas pulling on a pair of sweatpants on his way to the door. In my haste to grab my pants from the floor beside the bed, I bumped the night stand, causing the top drawer to slide open slightly. As I reached to push it closed I caught a glimpse of the box inside. I can feel the color drain from my face as I pull the box out. I slid down the side of the bed to the floor. “FUCK!” I screamed as Lucas came back into the room. Standing in front of me with a piece of paper in his hand, he whispers. “She left.” Lucas hands me the paper he has. I take it and open it without looking at him. Dear Reed and Lucas I want to start by saying I
Lucas POV Reed and I stood very still with our heads hung down. It will never matter how big we get. I will always have a healthy fear of my Mom because the last thing I want to do is make her think she did a bad job raising us. Mom has every right to be upset with us at this moment. She and Dad raised us better than that, and its Heather we’re talking about. “Look at me.” Mom commands. We raise our heads to meet the death glare that Mom is giving us. “We will discuss this later at home with Dad. Right now, the two of you are going to get your truck from Lyla’s.” She opens her door. “Oh and boys, Gavin has your keys, and he talked to Heather before she left. You remember how good of a tracker his is? How keen his sense of smell is?” Mom gets in and drives away. “Mom apparently has already talked to Gavin." "Yeah, but was that before or after we called her about needing a ride," Reed says. "I wonder if he saw the marks and if he told Mom?” “I don’t know,” Reed says with a shrug.
Luna Mona POV I rubbed Shane’s arm while looking at the boys. “Hey guys...” They turned their sorrow-filled gazes to me. “...I know for a fact that Heather is on birth control.” The relief that flooded their faces was undeniable, but Shane didn’t relax. “I would still like you to call Heather and make sure that they didn’t break the skin.” Shane says. “Why?” I asked as I turned in his lap to face him. “Because even if they didn’t bite hard enough to actually mark her, if any venom gets into her system it can cancel out the birth control.” I just stared at him. “They are male Alphas, our venom is designed to make sure we have offspring, mate or not. Just a small amount in the woman’s system will increase her chances of getting pregnant. That is why, I thought, I had pounded into them to always use condoms. All it would take is a small nip somewhere.” Turning back to the boys, “Is there any chance that this has happened with any other female?” Both boys vigorously shook their heads
Heather POV Walking up to the nurse’s desk, I see that Dr. Mason is standing off to the side looking over some charts. Hearing me approach, she looks up. “Heather? Is everything ok?” She asks with concern. She was a good friend of my Mom’s and was the doctor who had delivered me. I just hope she isn’t disappointed in me when I tell her why I’m here. “Hi Dr. Mason.” I gave her a hug. “I don’t think there is anything wrong, but I would like you to check something for me to verify there is nothing wrong.” She gave me a confused look. “Ok, let’s head into my office, so you can stop talking in riddles.” She chuckled as I followed her down the hall. Walking into the office, Dr. Mason takes a seat behind her desk and motions for me to take a seat. “Just so you know, Heather, this office is soundproof so no one will hear what we are talking about.” I nervously rub my hands together with my head hung down looking at my feet. “It was recommended that I have you to look at something for me a
Heather POV I dashed into my room. I don’t have any other high neck shirts, so I pulled out one that has a button collar that covers them pretty well, but it is easier to tell that they are bite marks. Jacob is still standing in the hall where I left him. As I walk up to him, he raises his hands and points to both sides of my neck. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and say the twins?” I hung my head down and nodded. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder, giving me a squeeze. “Come on, let go see if we can find my real sister in that thing that has been pretending to be her the last few weeks, because I think you have a very interesting story that you want to tell her.” Jacob held the door to the office for me after his Dad told us to enter. Alpha Sean was seated at his desk with Luna Rene on his lap. Zane was sitting on one of the chairs in front of the desk and Dawn was pacing back and forth in front of the window. Jacob went to sit in the chair next to Zane’s and I headed for th