Are The Sturniolo Triplets Gay Novels & Stories

Gunnar smiled at the man at the counter. I could see the questions in the guy’s face as he looked from us to the reservation. I don’t know what kind of room they booked, but I doubt it was multiple rooms and likely a room with just one big bed. So, he was drawing some dirty conclusions. He’s not wrong, of course. We are a throuple, and I fully intend to fuck both of them individually and at the same time multiple times in various positions all around our room. “Less disrespectful thoughts about our wife and more doing your job,” Henrik growled, slipping his arm possessively around my waist.

He had a dashing smirk, the kind that made girls around him melt, and a cocky stride to match. Behind him followed a small group of boys and girls, all equally striking, but it was clear who the centre of attention was. “That’s Ronan,” Lisa whispered dreamily, nudging me. “Hottie No. 3 of Ironfang. The youngest of the Triplet gang.” I didn’t even know what that meant, and honestly, I didn’t care. Yeah, he was good-looking, but was it really necessary for everyone to be so dramatic about it? I rolled my eyes internally, preparing to move on, when his scent hit me.

Memories flooded me—My thighs pressed together on instinct, betraying me. “They’re triplets who don’t know how to live without sex,” Archer pressed, his grin widening when my face stiffened. “You mean to tell me you’ve stayed untouched by them?” Triplets? God. They're fucking triplets. No wonder they mirrored each other. No wonder the same fire burned in their eyes, just in different shades of cruelty and temptation. Something low in my stomach tightened. Archer leaned in, his smirk deepening. "Oh... they didn't tell you, huh?"

I hadn't expected Connor to say that and it definitely stabbed my heart to see no iota of care no regret etched on his features. “It doesn't look like it.” Gunter sneered, eyeing me like I was garbage drenched in mud. Connor didn't need them to say more. The triplets were known to be very domineering, intimidating and dominating. Their father's hierarchy only added to their ego… so going against them was never a good decision. Especially Connor, his father and the triplets' father are allies on the surface, but in reality, he is constantly suppressed. He cannot afford to offend the triplets, as it would bring catastrophic consequences to his pack. I know it, I understand it, although it real

For the triplets. She'd never tried to reach the children's bond from this distance. She hadn't known if it would carry. But the thread was there — all three of them, warm and near in a way that had nothing to do with geography, the specific, unmistakable presence of people you were bone-deep connected to. Caius's small golden sparks. Stellan's silver shimmer. Auryn's steady, patient, blazing light. She gathered all of it — all five of them, herself and Ryder and three children who were eleven days old and already fighting — and she pushed.

Gradually, their exchange sharpened. “…can’t let her hide them away forever,” Lucy stated, her words icy and brutal. My wolf perked up, a shiver racing along my back. “I get it,” Liam replied, his voice shadowy and ominous. “But we have to be clever about it. Ava won’t give them up easy.” Lucy’s chuckle was piercing, like shattering shards. “Oh, I’m shaking,” she jeered. “We’ll handle Ava, no problem. The big issue is, how do we grab the triplets?”

The revelation hung in the air, marking an unusual shift in our lives, as it was never common for alphas to be mated to omegas, let alone all three brothers at once, which was what made our situation even more strange and shocking. The triplets had made a choice that defied the pack’s norms, and in doing so, they had chosen me. The unexpected declaration not only solidified our bond but also drew a line, challenging any prejudices within the pack. It was a statement intended to put an end to odd traditions within the pack.

The triplets were in Alden's room, talking about their dislike for Elizabeth. “I think she wants to take Daddy from us,” Emerald said, pouting her lips. “Daddy doesn't like her. I wouldn't like someone like her either, she's not even pretty. I can't believe that she's mommy's sister…eww,” Aziel said, pouting her lips. “Yeah, mommy is beautiful. I want to marry someone as beautiful as mommy when I grow up,” Alden said with a dreamy tone. “That would be nice, but I want someone prettier.” Aziel giggled.

"A couple? Didn't you know that Romero and Lori have triplets? They now live together as a family. Have you informed Alpha Thoseo of your preferences?" Luna's eyes narrow into slits. "Were they already a couple when they arrived here or was it after? I remember Lori reacting jealously to Romero's flirtation with Cliara," she inquires slowly. I can feel that my words have put her on alert. I have to dispel her suspicions quickly. "The triplets were just born when they came to see Dr. Henna. And they are so happy together now. We are waiting for their twenty-first birthday to confirm them as mates".

The Voss brothers had not been silent in my presence in three years. I stayed where I was. My whole body was ringing, shaking. I knew what this was. Everyone at WhiteWood knew the legend. Everyone in every pack knew it. The triple bond was the rarest thing in recorded pack history and it hit all four wolves at the same time and the only person who could end it was the omega it chose. Now I am that omega. Thirty weeks refusal window. Their cooperation with me was the only way they survived the bond's pressure. I had the upper hand.