Wild Love With My Triplet Mates の小説・ストーリー

We continued with what we were doing, feeling each other’s body as we both burnt with the same heat… Until everything was over and I was lost with my regrets… – Six years after… I woke up feeling so much heat all over my body. Quickly, I sat up and sighed because of a dream I had. It was the night when I lost my virginity to one of them… The way he held me, he touched every inch of my body… I still felt how he thrusts inside of me! And dang! This is freaking me out! Now I remembered… He said ‘mate’ just like what the triplets told me. My mother was mated to their father. I didn’t know if I heard it right but if it’s what I heard then… does that mean I was fated to one of them?

I immediately recognized him. Kyle! The youngest of the triplets! I turned around in shock, meeting those captivating eyes. Had he returned to the pack? He stared at me as if I were the finest jewel he'd ever seen. Under his gaze, I suddenly felt so small. His look was so intense that in that moment, my anger instantly vanished. He moved closer to me. "Kyle!" I said softly, swallowing the rest of my words as those soft lips touched mine. The mate bond immediately ignited a flame deep within me, and I felt my wolf let out a roar.

“A wish?” She nodded. “Anything.” I sat back, suddenly alert. “What kind of ritual?” Valerie hesitated before she spoke. “It’s for the werewolf kingdom. They’re choosing a bride for the Alphas.” I stared at her taken aback by her words. “You’re joking.” “I wish I was,” she said quietly and sighed. “The alphas are triplets. Powerful, feared. No one knows anything about them except that they’re ruthless and I also heard they’re ugly. People say they can’t find a bride in their kingdom.

And said immediately he opened them. When their eyes met again, Ava crawled backwards, till there was nowhere else for her to run to. "Please, please don't do it." She said, in a faint voice, loud enough for him to hear even though she was thankful it wasn't the old Alpha doing this to her instead. It was really clear that if her places a bite mark on her, then she would be mateless forever since she has been claimed, unless he dies. When she was brought back on her knees by Nakura's men, she shut her eyes in fear, and seconds later felt his hands on her chin.

For me to accidentally run into him thinking he's either Killian or Darius then he forcefully has sex with me again? "Darius," I began but paused for a while, taking in deep breaths, "I'm mated to both you and Killian because you're twins but now you tell me you're triplets? Am I mated to him as well…?" I refuse to face him even though I know I couldn't see him properly. As I expressed my concern, my voice shook as I spoke and I'm sure Darius could hear it, especially my heartbeat racing abnormally.

After the triplets left me alone in the room, I laid back down and stared at the ceiling for a few moments. What had we all done last night? My confusion and worry ran through me, but the tingle of pleasure was still there on my skin. All I knew for sure was that all of us had connected on a deeper level than any of us had planned. I knew deep within myself that each of these werewolf brothers were, indeed, my mate. After laying there and gathering my thoughts, I slowly stood up, aware of the soreness between my legs. I made my way to the shower and let the warm water wash over me, clearing my mind, and cleansing the blood that proved I was no longer a virgin.

Two years of simplicity. My wolf, Inanna, and Kellen’s Wolf Conri – they were meant to be together. But it’s not that we aren’t, that plagues me. Because I wouldn’t trade Mathias on his worse days for anything. I love him, I love our triplets. And I love the life we are beginning to build.

Only to find out that Alison is the female Colby had smelled. And as chance would have it, Sadira is the youngest triplet, Azriel’s mate. I had joked, asking if Colin was the eldest, Darren’s mate. Strangely both males glared at me. Not like there aren’t same-sex mates out there. We’re werewolves. We don’t care what sex someone is. Your mate is your mate.

“We’re mates, too.” “No,” I shook my head, trying to pull away. “That’s not possible. Mates… it can’t be, first Zack, then Kane now you, I'm supposed to have only one mate.” He chuckled darkly, pinning me in place with just the weight of his presence. “Normally, yes. But nothing about us is normal. We're triplets, born under a blood moon. Blessed or cursed with a shared bond, a rare phenomenon.” His hand moved to my waist, sliding up the curve of my side, stopping just below my breast. I froze.

Jane looked at me with a question in her eyes and waited for me to continue. “Beatrice is my mate. In the olden days we used to call it Our Beloved. Our one true love. Our kind are lucky enough to have this one positive thing in our lives but most of us will never find their mate. Our mates are our perfect counterpart. For us, other than feeding, the single greatest need is to find our mate. The mate bond is irresistible and lasts for a lifetime. Our emotions are heightened and we are a possessive, jealous and aggressive kind. Pair that with finding the most invaluable treasure there is. It's extremely difficult to be parted from Our Beloved once we find them. We easily kill for them. Tris i