Neru Triple Baka Novels & Stories

Rea was still skeptical because that girl looked nothing like the women her brother dealt with—women like Marena, that tramp. Even the thought of her soured Rea’s already ruined mood. She watched her twin carefully, to gauge his reaction but she was even more annoyed by his impassiveness. For a moment, Nero ignored her, methodically licking a stray bit of cream from his thumb. Rea’s fury only deepened. "You’re infuriating," she snapped. "And you’re ruining my dessert." Nero leaned back, twirling his fork between his fingers, as his eyes narrowed dangerously at her. "Besides, who said it’s mine? You think I’d just take some shady little girl's word for it?"

"We will have no choice but to disqualify you if that's true, especially with this video!" I hung my head, torn between two options. If I admitted to being Ella's nanny, she would be disqualified, and if I claimed to be her mother, Sebastian and the other two triplets wouldn't like that. I was at a loss for what to do.

One of the few people I trusted enough to stand this close to me. “It’s nothing,” I said. “That shoulder wound is not nothing.” I ignored her and walked toward the long wooden table near the center of the church. Maps were spread across it already. Territory lines. Trade routes. Patrol patterns. And one particular drawing. Three names written beside each other. Rune. Blaze. Alora. My gaze lingered there for a moment. Interesting children. Very interesting. Selene followed my line of sight. “So it’s true,” she said quietly. “The triplets survived.”

His words cut sharp, like he was challenging me to push back. Deal? I stared at him, a wicked, devilish spark in his eyes, the same one that used to make my legs weak before he completely wrecked me. "Oh, come on, don't act clueless, Ava!" he rumbled, stepping nearer to close the gap, his movements deliberate, predatory. "Your triplets—screw up, and they're as good as gone!"

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

Three girls were sitting around Jai, while Raul was sitting in the bar seat with two other guys, a brunette and a raven. Jai chuckled and waved. “Hello.” The three girls sighed in adoration. “Hey, Nene, don’t you want to say ‘hi’ to him too?” Asked one of the guys sitting at the bar. Nene was in the behind the bar counter, hiding. Her twin buns were visible, and these were poked at by the raven haired guy. “Yeah. Aren’t you also a fan of him?” “Don’t touch me!” Nene said to the guy poking her buns, her had reaching up to swat his hands away.

Sage inquired. Fennick bowed his head, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity," he said. "There are three types of combat skills which are the standard, premium, and golden skills. It's a newly created skill that's why the pack had not heard of it before. Also, I try to introduce it to the pack through the leader of the pack fighters. I have learned all skills but I am good with the golden skills because I have learned the highest skill in it," Fennick relayed and Sage continued to confirm his word with a nod of his head.

Silence roared. Marcus finally spoke. “If Nia ever withdraws her approval, this ends.” “That’s not enough,” I said. “You already changed her.” His eyes flicked away. I nodded. “Yeah. Thought so.” I turned for the door. “Jalen,” Marcus called. I paused. “This doesn’t make you her savior,” he said quietly. I looked back at him. “No. But it makes me the only one willing to burn this down instead of pretending it’s controlled.”

The triplets lay down around me, surrounding me completely. Luca kissed my forehead almost tenderly. “Good girl. You took all three of us so well. From now on, this is how we fuck you most days — all holes filled at once.” Matteo stroked my swollen belly. “We’re going to keep you like this. Plugged, leaking, and ready. Every morning. Every night.” Nico smiled darkly and pushed two fingers into my leaking pussy, stirring the cum around. “And soon we’ll train you to take two cocks in your pussy at the same time while the third fucks your ass. You’re going to become the perfect triple-stuffed mafia whore.”