Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

It’s been over two weeks since Gwen was mercilessly murdered by the man she called father, and up until now, he has not been caught.

While the search is still ongoing for him, there have been rumors of some rival packs planning an attack against our pack, and this has made my triplets mate very busy.

Despite sharing the same floor with my triplet’s friends, I barely ever get to see them these days. They move out early in the morning and come back late in the night, and most times they don’t come at all.

Aside from the fact that they have been training alongside their warriors, they have also been moving around, trying to get more men to train.

I initially volunteered to join the cooking teams for the warriors while they train, but my mates strongly kicked against the idea as they do not want me anywhere close to the borders for security reasons.

There have been rumors that over four packs headed by the bad howl pack is training to invade us soon, even though we do not know exactly when.

I was once again carried away with thoughts of what might go wrong, and I fear for the safety of the pack. I fear for the safety of my friends. I have been asking myself what I can do to help them, and I wonder why Lucia hasn’t shown up.

We currently have about six hundred warriors, as opposed to the thousands that we are hearing are coming for us.

There is fear and uncertainty in the minds of the pack members, and I can’t help but hope that we win this war.

“Are you sure you are alright?” My mother asked me for it a thousand and one times.

She has been worried about my warfare since this threat started, and honestly, I am scared for so many things.

One of the things that was bothering me was the alpha king, beta, who turned into my evil father. I can’t help but imagine what he has been up to.

“I am fine; I am just worried about the safety of our pack members,” I said to my mother.

“Worrying won’t stop anything from happening, but praying and being present to show your support to your friends might give them the courage to fight for victory,” my mother said.

“What do you suggest I do?” I inquired, as I was honestly out of options for what I needed to do.

“Tell them they are stronger than they think, and help them forget whatever concerns they may be having,” she said with a knowing smile. I honestly couldn’t get what she meant.

“I don’t understand,” I said to her.

“Gina, my sweetheart, do you know the beauty of being a woman?” she asks with a cheeky smile.

I thought about her question for some time before answering it.

“Not exactly, Mom,” I answered.

“The beauty of a woman is our ability to control and take charge of situations with or without us being present. We provide comfort even when we feel threatened, and nothing can be more rewarding for a man than to know that his mate supports and expects his safe return from every battle he faces. Let them know you love and cherish them; let them draw themselves in your scent and blossom. It gives them the inner strength to fight and something to never give up even when there is no hope,” she said with a motherly tone.

“But how do I do that when I barely see them?” I questioned.

“Do you miss them?” she questioned, and despite feeling a little awkward about telling her about that, she was the only person I could discuss it with.

“Yeah,” I shamefully admitted.

Of course, I have been missing them; it’s crazy that my pack was going to war and I was busy thinking about getting laid with my triplet mates.

“Now, do you think they miss you?” she questioned.

“Maybe,” I answered, doing my best to act normal.

Even though it felt super weird discussing intimate topics with my mother,

“Why don’t you go and find out?” she said with a calm, knowing smile.

“And even if they were not missing you, they may be occupied with the war and all. You should give them a reason to miss you. I can’t tell you how to do it with them; you youngsters know your onions better than us. “So I say go and make those alphas think of why they must return to you even when they are in the fiercest of battles,” she said.

And I nodded in agreement with what she had said.

That evening I went back to my room and showered, put on an elegant chiffon dress, and sprayed some nice cologne while wearing light makeup.

I was about to leave my room to go check on them when I heard a silent tapping on my door.

I got to the door and saw that it was Devon.

He was looking a little rough but handsome as always, as his eyes seemed to sparkle a little as soon as they rested on me.

Being the last of the triplets, I could tell that he wasn’t exactly looking worked up like his two older brothers. Still, the toil of the impending war was visible to him.

“Wow! Where are you going?” he questioned as his eyes roamed my very curvy body.

“I was coming to check on you guys,” I said, a little embarrassed that I was specifically dressed for them.

“Like this?” He questioned me with his eyes bulging holes into my partly opened cleavage.

“Like what?” I questioned him, playfully swirling around while pretending not to know what he was talking about.

“Well, Denver and Derrick are still out on the field; they asked me to come to check up on you,” he said, letting himself into the room.

“Well, how do you think I am doing?” I questioned, shamelessly getting turned on by his mere presence and his alluring scent.

“Almost too hot for me alone to handle,” he answered, his eyes resting on my cleavage.

“How about we find out just how much you can handle?” I said, locking the door with a key and playfully pushing him to the bed.

His eyes immediately darkened with desire as he got off the bed, and within a blink of an eye, he wrapped his hand around my waist.

“Are you sure you are ready for what you are asking for?” he questioned in a deep, rough voice as his lips playfully teased mine.

The heat and sparks from his touch made me drench my pants with my wetness, and all I wanted to do at that moment was tease him even more.

“Why are you scared?” I questioned teasingly as my hand slowly moved to caress the bulge beneath his pants.

His hand grabs my hands while he unbuckles his belt from his jeans, my eyes widening in surprise as I wasn’t sure I was prepared for what I was about to get.

He notices my stunned state and a dirty smile hangs on his lips.

“Now you are the one scared,” he said, tossing the belt at one end of the bed.

In one swift move, he pulled closer to himself as his lips forcefully took possession of mine. He sucked and teased my lips, tongue, and every inch of my mouth like it was the best chocolate he had ever had.

He slid down the side zip on my dress, and the dress came undone as I stood almost bare before him, with just my bra and pants serving as hindrances.

He popped out one of my n*****s and devoured my breasts like a hungry lion. His ruthless sucking and licking made me wet my pants even more as I softly m****d to his sweet tortures.

He pushed me to the bed and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt, with his eyes sexily resting on mine the entire time.

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Devon.

Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes turned me on tremendously.

The truth is, I had wanted to take her the hard way, but the innocence and uncertainty in her eyes made me have a change of heart.

“You are so innocent,” I said to her as I took off my shirt.

“I am not scared of you,” she said in attempted bravery, but her shaky and shivering body betrayed her.

I couldn’t help but chuckle darkly at her words.

“That’s good to know,” I said as I climbed onto the bed space in between her legs and was immediately welcomed by the scent of her freshly brewed juices.

I leaned up until my lips took over hers again as we both fought fiercely for dominance.

My c**k grew harder with each passing second as she pressed her lips hard against mine. I kissed her back, feeling her tongue start to probe my mouth. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to me as our tongues intertwined.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

After several moments of kissing her deeply, I pulled my lips from hers, moved to her neck, and suckled hard on her soon-to-be spot.

After ensuring I had left a hickey on her neck, I rained k****s on her double D cup bra and took out the other one of her hard pebble titts into my mouth to pleasure as I deemed fit.

“Ahhh!” she m****d as my hand trailed down her thighs until it rested on her moist flower.

Slowly, I start massaging her p***y lips and slowly teasing them until more juices slip out of her p***y and coat my fingers.

I walked my way down until my face was buried between her moist folds.

“Your pussycat is begging to be sucked, mate,” I said, more of a statement than a question.

I carefully pushed her red lace pants to one side as I flickered the tip of my tongue at her wetness. She exhaled as I slowly kissed my way to her inviting warmth, my tongue making initial contact with her outer folds.

I felt her pushing her molds against my tongue, and I drove in, parting her outer lips and hitting her c******l area.

She sighed loudly while I continued f*****g her with my tongue and sucking at her c******l area.

“Mmm….” she m****d as I slowly started eating her up.

She subconsciously made to close her legs, and I abruptly stopped her from doing so as I shoved my tongue deep into her milky way.

Knowing she was closing in on her first climax, I slid my middle finger deep inside her p***y and started licking and finger-f*****g her furiously.

Her nails dug into my shoulder as she screamed, while I ate her pussycat until she reached her first o****m.

Before she had a chance to fully recover from her climax, however, I lined up my rock-hard c**k at the entrance to her sopping wet p***y and penetrated her with it, bottoming out. Her eyes went wide, and I felt my c**k buried in her cunt.

I continued f*****g her soaking wet p***y, hitting her cervix with the head of my c**k, and started to feel my c*m rising.

I f****d her hard and fast, slamming my c**k into her beautiful p***y over and over again.

Before I hit the point of no return, I slowed down and pulled out, resting the head of my c**k just inside her p***y lips.

She m****d with pleasure as she wrapped her legs around my waist as if begging me to fill her up.

Being the good boy that I was, I slowly slid back into her, mashing my pelvis against her c******l area. I slid into her again, leaned in, and took one of her bouncing n*****s into my mouth, using my tongue to play with it.

She reached another shuddering o****m as her fingers dug deep into my skin.

I felt my heart shudder and decided it was time. With that, I pushed into her hard and came, shooting load after load deep into her p***y.

My climax pushed her over the edge as well, and she cried out with another o****m. She arched her back, her eyes rolling back while her p***y walls spasmed around my c**k.

“You are too sweet, baby,” I said as I pressed a soft k**s on her lips.