Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Aurora

Jolting back to consciousness, I found myself smiling sheepishly.

Peace like a river flooded my mind as calmness washed over me.

For the first time in a long time, I was at ease with myself.

Courtesy, the dream.

It was strange how the dream filled me with unexplainable peace, unlike the other scary ones that shoot fear in me.

My eyes dropped to my tightly clenched hand as if I was holding something. A smile curled on my face as I remembered tossing rocks across the river just like Ivy and Adrian had taught me.

Speaking of Ivy and Adrian, I longed to see them again.

My face dropped as a frown plastered it.

The triplets must have been through hell when they lost their mate, considering how perfect Ivy was.

Deep down, I longed to be like her, but I had to face the realization that I couldn’t be someone else. I am Aurora.

In a matter of seconds, boredom started to set. I adjusted the pillows before lying on the bed once more, but sleep vanished from my eyes, leaving me frustrated.

Left with no choice as boredom started to creep into me, I adjusted the skimpy red lace nightgown on me before walking out of my room.

“Fuck,” I cursed quietly as my fingers grazed my private area and I realized I wasn’t putting on panties.

I halted on my tracks, turning to look at my room behind me.

Groaning inwardly, I continued my journey, allowing my legs to lead me anywhere as I was too tired to go to my room because of panties.

I hadn’t gone far when the kitchen view graced my eyes.

“Perfect,” I mumbled, getting giddy as images of several drinks flashed through my head.

I walked briskly into the kitchen, pushing the door open before shutting it behind me quietly to avoid attracting attention.

A sigh of relief coursed through me as there were no workers in sight.

I preferred this kitchen to the other five kitchens as this kitchen was less crowded and aside from the few maids, only the triplets had access to it.

It was the triplet King’s personal kitchen and I was lucky to have access to it tonight.

I strode to the built-in kitchen island that sat at the center of the kitchen, adorned with beautiful marbles that complimented the kitchen.

My fingers tapped the marbles rhythmically as I thought of what to drink.

A cold orange juice would do.

My face lit up as I walked towards the towering refrigerator that reflected my image.

Opening it, I pulled out a bottle of orange juice, placing it on the island before shutting the refrigerator to look for glass cups.

My eyes dropped in sadness as the cups were far above my height.

How was the maid able to reach it?

Tiptoeing, I stretched my hands to reach the cabinet that hung against the wall, but my hands won’t reach.

Maybe I should climb on stools.

Before I could turn around, the glass cup I tried to reach was taken by…someone.

I didn’t have enough time to process my feelings when I was met with Devin and Dax.

“Hello, mate. Couldn’t sleep?” They chorused in unison and my heart started to race.

Their presence affected me, making me lean against the lower cabinet.

“What’s wrong, doll?” Dax asked, leaning towards me.

It was useless leaning as the edge of the cabinet pierced my back and the skimpy nightgown was raised up slightly.

I became more conscious of my bare pussy.

Fuck.

Hissing inwardly, I blamed myself for not wearing my pants when I had the chance to.

What were they even doing here?!

Silly me, it was their personal kitchen!

“What’s troubling you, mate?” he asked and my stomach fluttered.

I could feel my heart melt each time he called me mate.

“Nothing, I came for a glass of juice,” I replied nervously, avoiding their eye contact while looking for a way to escape to my room.

It was as if Devin could hear my thoughts as he blocked the only opening while giving me a dark smirk.

Fuck!

“Why do you want a glass of juice when we can give you something better,” Dax whispered against my ear before licking it with the tip of his tongue, making me shudder.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“I think I have to go,” I tried to excuse myself, but Devin’s hands gripped my body tight against the cabinet.

Glancing at them, desire shot up in their eyes as they stared at me like savage beasts.

Their eyes glowed brightly, complimenting the moon that hung in the sky.

I swallowed nervously when I sensed their wolves struggling to take over. A golden ring appeared on their eyes as their pupils dilated.

Sandwiched between them, I could feel sexual tension growing between us as our breath turned erratic.

Their eyes won’t stop undressing, making me appear vulnerable before them.

“I think red suits you well,” Devin complimented before exchanging glances with Dax.

I was about to respond, but Dax’s gruff voice stopped me.

“You look beautiful in this lingerie, but you will look more beautiful without it,” he smirked, licking his lips naughtily before squeezing my ass.

I bit my lips the moment his fingers grazed my skin.

Wild sparks ran through my spine, causing me to jolt at their touch.

“You are so hot,” Dax said in a whisper before carrying me in his strong arms.

With one push, everything on the island fell to the floor and Dax tore my lingerie, leaving me naked as I laid flat.

The cold marbles bit into my skin.

“I told ya. You look better without any clothes on,” he winked at me before taking a short stride away from me.

“She is wet for us, Dax. Our mate wants us,” Devin groaned hungrily before pushing my legs wide apart.

I watched as a grin spread across his face as he gave me a lustful glare.

“I like what I see.”

Before I knew it, Dax pinned my hands against the island. “Stay still, mate,” he instructed before flashing an evil smile.

I was still trying to figure out what he meant when a scream erupted from my mouth.

I flinched, struggling against Dax’s grip as I wiggled.

“Fuck!” I moaned in pleasure as the tip of Devin’s tongue played on my clit.

My toes curled and my legs clenched when Dax borrowed his tongue further into my already dripping pussy, pushing it in and out.

“You smell divine.”

Twirling his tongue around my pussy, his fingers got busy, circling my swollen clitoris. I could feel the release of my juices on his hands, making it more slippery.

With each thrust, my body trembled against his and my lakes grew weak.

“Go faster,” I ordered as I was lost in the sea of pleasure.

I wanted more from him. I didn’t want him to be merciful.

I wanted it hard and rough.

Taking matters into my hands, I began to ride my hips on his face. My screams and cries grew loud as my orgasm drew near.

I could feel it build up in the pit of my stomach.

My teeth sank into my lips, hard enough to draw blood when Devin concentrated on my clitoris.

It was only a matter of time before I exploded on his face.

“Fuck me, please,” I begged shamelessly, extending my leg for him to have a clearer view of my vagina.

“This vagina is begging to be fucked mercilessly.” I added, watching them keenly as their faces grew dark with desire.

It seemed I had unlocked their beast mode.

“What now? Will Devin go in first?” I asked impatiently.

“Why does Devin have to go in first when we can go together?”