Filed to story: The Luna Mated to Triplet Alphas Novel
Calix
All eyes were on Chasity. Her eyes widened as she looked around. We all watched her expression closely as she took in our new room. The bedroom had been decorated in pastel shades of blue and we had already put a crib in it for the new baby. Chasity approached the crib with a small smile on her face. She ran her fingers along the grooves of the sturdy wood with which it was built. Alex had made sure the crib was the “best choice ergonomically speaking” and in general we had spared no expense. Other than the few but key pieces we had insisted on picking out, the Pack House’s interior decorator had been given free rein. Felix had specified that there was “no budget” because Chasity deserved the best that money could buy. She really did deserve the very best of everything. That was something we all agreed on.
We were all looking at her anxiously waiting for her to make a readable expression.
Does she like it? I asked worriedly.
I can’t tell, mumbled Alex.
She’s not smiling! What if she wanted to pick out the crib herself?! Asked Felix, his eyes on Chasity.
I was relieved to see Chasity smile at the new crib in our room.
“For when you want the pup nearby!” Explained Felix, an excited smile forming on his face. “We’re working on the nursery, don’t worry!” He added cheerfully.
Chasity merely nodded. I could tell she liked the room. She was just exhausted. She had been through an ordeal.
She’s just exhausted, that’s all, I said to my brothers.
I realised we shouldn’t have expected too much of a reaction from her. She had only just been rescued. She needed unadulterated love and uninterrupted rest.
She’s probably had even less sleep than us over the past few days, said Felix. How could she have slept peacefully with those creepy kidnappers around? That reminds me. That pervert is still in the cellar, growled Felix, his voice deeper due to the presence of his wolf.
I had almost forgotten one of Chasity’s kidnappers was in our cellar.
That cell is secure, Alex assured us. I have six guards stationed there. Two in the cellar, two on stairs and two outside the door that leads to the ground floor just in case he somehow makes it up the stairs and into the house. I also have an alarm on the door, so if anyone without the code enters the main house from the cellar stairs, it’ll sound, explained Alex.
What would we do without Alex? He never ceased to impress me. I didn’t know how most Alphas managed to rule alone. My brothers and I complimented each other quite well if I do say so myself. Even Felix had his strong points. He was a hothead but he was a great fighter, “a natural” according to Dad and just about every other pack leader and warrior. As you can probably imagine, Alex was revered by many intellectuals and advisors for being such a meticulous strategist. He anticipated everything. I always envisioned Alex as a chess player several moves ahead. Our pack lands were his chessboard and our wolves were the pieces at play. He wasn’t cold though. He definitely humanised the warriors. They weren’t just pawns to him. As for me, I was the approachable one. Pack members needed an Alpha they could talk to too, one they were comfortable with and not totally afraid of (cough Felix cough).
That’s awesome, Big Bro. I complimented him.
Yeah, good thinking, admitted Felix.
Now that Chasity was safe and sound, Felix was in too much of a good mood to bother withholding compliments. I ushered Chasity through the open door into the bathroom so she could get a proper look at the new bathtub. I knew she was tired but she just had to see it before bed. She had to have a bath anyway.
“Tada!!!” I exclaimed excitedly, gesturing theatrically towards the huge new bathtub like a Price Is Right Girl.
Her face lit up at the sight of the tub. Bingo! She thanked me with a kiss. Tingles spread through me as our lips met. Words couldn’t express how much I’d missed that. She kissed each of my brothers. Felix and Alex were as gleeful as I was.
I never took my eyes off Chasity as she surveyed the bathroom. I had so many questions. There was so much I wanted to say to her, but that would have to wait. This day needed washing off. We could have a proper talk tomorrow. I felt like I needed to know every single thing that had happened while she was kidnapped in chronological order. I was privy to years worth of Chasity’s life since I had essentially witnessed much of it. We had practically grown up together though we had grown apart whilst that was happening. We had been a lot friendlier to each other when she had just arrived on the doorstep. Our angst-filled teenaged angst years ruined all of that along with Mom’s growing desire to exclude Chasity, treating her more and more like a mere servant as time passed by. When I stopped to think about the fact that Mom knew Chasity was her step-niece the whole time, I felt sick. I quickly pushed those thoughts away. Chasity was here to stay and she was pregnant. Chasity and my top were my top priority even over Mom and the pack. Mom and everyone else would just have to accept that!
Felix
“Okay. Bath and then bed,” said Dad, sorry, I meant Alex.
I discreetly sniffed myself. We could probably all use a bath. Bossy Alex insisted on us bathing Chasity in the tub alone. We would each bathe quickly and join her in bed afterwards.
We can’t afford to get frisky anyway, muttered Alex as we helped Chasity undress.
And why can’t we get frisky? I asked, my eyes trailing over Chasity’s smooth golden skin.
Because she’s pregnant and she has had absolutely no antenatal said bossy-boots Alex.
I sighed inwardly. He was right. I had to begrudgingly admit that to myself. Don’t get me wrong, I was ecstatic to have her back, but I was also painfully horny. If Blue Balls was an Olympic Event, I would bring home the gold every time. Like I always said, Chasity had been named perfectly. Every time my skin brushed against hers, the familiar warm tingles spread through me. I trailed my fingers along her bare shoulders. She glanced at me over her shoulder. I smirked at her. She gave me a sly little look. Her middle name should be Tease.
Is antenatal care the same as prenatal care? Asked Calix, probably trying to diffuse the sexual tension in the room with daftness.
Yes, they’re the same, said Alex.
And what is prenatal care? Asked Calix.
Calix, something is wrong with you, I said.
It’s preventative care for pregnant women. The doctor checks the mother and the pup at regular intervals throughout the pregnancy to make sure both of them are healthy, said Alex patiently.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I was sure Calix knew that. He just liked the attention from Alex.
We ran a bath for Chasity, ensuring that the water was warm. We lowered her into the tub gently. She fixed me with a disappointed look and an adorable pout on her face. I knew she was annoyed by being made to take a bath alone. We had grown accustomed to showering and taking baths together. I was glad the traumatic time apart had not changed her preferences.
I ignored her pouty little face. There was nothing I could do. I needed to know if my heir inside of her was okay before I got physical with my mate again. I started lathering the soap all over her skin, lingering in a few choice areas. I knew she was miffed and sexually frustrated, so I dipped my hand between her thighs and began rubbing her vulva gently with my palm to ease the tension a little. She let out a soft moan and closed her eyes.
Alex was shampooing her hair. I couldn’t even make fun of his obsession with her hair so much anymore, because who was I to talk? I was just as obsessed, but not specifically with her hair. I worshipped every inch of her.
Calix was massaging her feet. I knew all her muscles were probably sore after such a daunting day. She had held her own when that bodysnatcher had cornered her but I knew there was a lot of room for improvement. After she gave birth, I intended to practice sparring with her. I wanted her to learn how to defend herself. She needed great defence and some decent offence just in case, even though I never intended to be apart from her ever again. Truth be told, I hadn’t intended to be apart from her during this past ordeal either. My brothers and I had been totally blindsided by the kidnapping. It was a relief to put that all behind us.
I heard her sigh contentedly. I smirked. I was washing the soap off of her. I reached between her legs again and parted her folds, finding her clit. I caressed it gently at first, but then I steadily increased the pressure. Chasity was my heaven on earth, and giving her pleasure was my purpose. She bit her lip and gripped the sides of the tub as she found her release. She smiled, her eyes fluttering closed. She was so drained from the day she fell asleep almost instantly afterwards.
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