Chapter four

“Yes alpha!”. Lyra trembles in fear, staring directly into their grey eyes.

Silas stepped closer, until he was just inches away from her. Lyra's heart was pounding so hard she could barely breathe. She could feel his breath on her face, and she felt herself trembling even harder, suddenly feeling hot.

"Lyra," he said, his voice low and husky.

She hurriedly clenched her legs together, his voice alone sending vibrations through her body.

He leaned in even closer, his gaze boring into hers. His eyes were like a stormy sea, dark and turbulent. Lyra felt like she was drowning, lost in the depths of his gaze.

"Do you trust us?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

She tried to speak, but the words caught in her throat. Finally, she managed to nod.

He reached out and cupped her face in his hands. His touch was warm and soft, more like a caress.

"Good," he said, his eyes fixed on hers.

“Believe us when we say there is nothing to be embarrassed of!”. Zayn said, moving behind her as Ezra followed suit.

She looked at them, taking in their faces. They were so different, yet so similar. Silas, with his dark hair and intense eyes. Zayn, with his mischievous grin and twinkling eyes. And Ezra, with his soft grey eyes and kind smile.

Suddenly, without warning, Silas's lips were on hers. His kiss was soft and gentle, yet full of passion. She felt herself melting into it, her body responding to his touch. She didn't know what was happening, but she didn't want it to stop.

Ezra's hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer to him. His touch was gentle, yet firm. She felt surrounded by him, cocooned in his embrace. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before.

She heard a low growl, and then Zayn's lips were on her neck. She gasped as Zayn's lips moved lower, trailing down her neck and across her collarbone. She could barely think, barely breathe. All she could do was feel.

“Lyra, we want you, don’t hide from us please!”. Silas murmured.

“B-but I’m not your mate, your birthday is in two weeks. You will find her soon and you three don’t belong to me!”. She murmured sadly.

"Lyra, it doesn't matter," Zayn said, his voice soothing and reassuring. "We want you, now. We don't need to wait until our birthday."

Silas cupped her face.

"It's not about waiting for some destined mate," Silas said. "It's about following our hearts, and our hearts lead to you."

“Even if we have to reject our mate just to have you, we would gladly do so, Lyra!”. Ezra whispers.

Lyra's heart skipped a beat, and her breath caught in her throat. She had never imagined that they would choose her over their destined mate. It was beyond anything she could have hoped for, or even dreamed of. But could she believe them? Could she trust them to follow through on their words?.

A mated bond isn’t something they can easily resist, even if they want to.

She looked into their eyes, searching for the truth. What she saw there, in the depths of their gaze, was a love that was so pure, so intense, that it was almost painful. She knew, in that moment, that she could trust them. She could trust their words with her heart, her soul and her body.

“Fuck, I can’t smell you, let me smell you please!”. Silas begged.

Lyra felt her cheeks heat up, and she swallowed hard. She had never imagined that they would ask such a thing of her, but she found herself wanting to give them what they asked for. She wanted to be close to them, to feel their touch, the way it set her body on fire.

She slowly released her legs, she had clenched together, watching as the triplets eyes changed and how they let out a deep husky growl, and her clit vibrant in excitement.

Silas leaned in first, his nose nuzzling against her neck as he inhaled deeply. Lyra shivered at the sensation. Then it was Ezra's turn, his breath hot against her skin as he took in her scent. And finally, it was zayn, his lips brushing against her ear as he breathed her in.

The triplets pulled back, their eyes dark with desire as they looked at her. "You smell amazing," Silas murmured, his voice rough with need.

Lyra's stomach fluttered, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. And yet, in that moment, she felt powerful, desired.

"What now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ezra smiled, his eyes glittering with mischief. "Now, we show you just how much we want you."

She felt her breath catch in her throat as the triplets moved closer, their hands touching her, six hands exploring her body.

Silas cupped her face up, slowly bending over, capturing her lips as his tongue explored her mouth completely. Ezra’s hand trails over her top, giving her boobs a quick squeeze, letting out a low growl in her ear. Zayn started biting her ear seductively, down to her neck as he sucked on that spot that made her see stars, moaning into Silas mouth.

“My turn!”. Ezra growls, switching position with Silas, he lifts her top up, starts sucking on her neck, trailing her to her boobs.

Zayn moved down to her waist, his hands sliding under her shirt, teasing her skin with his touch.

“What the heck is going on here?”. Someone screamed behind them. Causing them to quickly disengage, pulling Lyra behind them to cover her body.

“Are you three eating my daughter out? In a fucking training ground?”.