Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

After taking my bath, I was so confused as to what I needed to wear. I hadn’t brought many clothes, and even if I had, I don’t think I would have anything poolside-appropriate.

I was still toweling my skin when I heard a knock on the door. Furthermore, I wasn’t sure who it might be, and since I only had my towel wrapped around my chest, I patiently waited for whoever it was to go away or say something.

“Gina, open up,” I heard Devon say as he knocked on the door again.

Somehow, learning that it was Devon gave me a sense of relief because, among the three of them, he was the calm, sweet one.

So, I secured the towel firmly on my chest and went out to meet him. As soon as the door opened and his eyes fell on my bare skin, I could see his eyes go dark with l**t, but he was quick to control his wolf as his eyes slowly returned to gray.

“Here is something I got for you on our way here,” he said, handing me a shopping bag.

“What’s this?” I questioned as I took the bag from him to see its contents.

“I thought you might need the extra clothes considering I only saw you with a tiny bag when we were leaving the house,” he said, and I couldn’t help but smile at his thoughtfulness.

“Thanks,” I said to him with a beautiful smile.

“You are welcome; be fast, or else you might miss out on some games,” he said, walking away.

I got back to the room to explore what was in the bag and was so happy that he had gotten me some nice, not-so-body-clenching dresses.

One was my particular favorite, and it was in a shade of black with colorful petals of flowers on it.

I wore the dress and liked how it looked on me; it was a perfect above kneel length dress, and the fact that Devon thought of me while we were coming made my heart melt for him.

I packed my hair into a mini bun and applied just the l*p gloss I had come with on my lips before heading out of the room to join the triplet outside.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

On getting there, I saw Derrick kissing Gwen, and I found myself a little jealous, which I quickly scolded myself for.

I don’t know what the f**k was happening to me; I mean, why would I be angry that Gwen was making out with her soon-to-be mates?

It was not like I was anything to them; Devon walked over to where I was standing to take my hand and lead me to my would-be seat.

As soon as Gwen noticed me walk in to join them, she was visibly irritated by my presence but did well in not showing it to the triplets.

She was looking fantastic in her bikini and the nice makeup she had on, which explains why I feel Derrick is drooling over her, or maybe it’s just the mate bond thingy.

I noticed there were a few alcoholic drinks and snacks by one side of the pool as I took my seat, unable to wear off the fact that Gwen was dagger-staring at me.

It appears the triplet had previously told her that I would be joining them and that she had reluctantly agreed because the triplet left her with no choice.

No matter how hard I tried to make myself comfortable, I was still feeling improper because I was feeling guilty that I was sharing with Gwen a special moment that she would have loved to have for herself.

“Now that we are complete, we should start with the game of truth or dare, but you can choose not to do anything or say anything by taking a tequila shot,” Derrick said as soon as I sat down.

Learning that alcohol will be involved in the game made me a little scared. Even though I had tasted red wine a few times while I was cooking, I can’t say for sure that I had taken so much to know my limits.

“I will start,” said Gwen as she looked at me with an evil smirk.

“Truth or dare,” she questioned Derrick, who was seated next to her.

“Truth,” Derrick answered

“If given the option of spending the night with me or with her, who would you pick?” She said it with a confident smile on her face.

I don’t know why, but I found myself eager to hear what Derrick had to say.

Derrick looked at me for some time before returning his attention to a beaming Gwen.

“You know I can never pick anyone else over my wife,” he said to her, and at that moment I felt something pierce my heart.

I know I was being overly dramatic, but I couldn’t help it. Hearing him say he would pick her over me made me angry and jealous, even though I knew he was doing the right thing.

“Next is me,” Devon quickly said as he turned to look at me.

“Truth or dare?” He questioned, and I subconsciously looked around to see that everyone’s eyes were on me, even Denver, who seems to be in his world stylishly looking my way.

“Truth,” I said

“If you were asked to k**s one of us here, who would you k**s?” He questioned, staring into my eyes.

A quick flash of the times I was kissing him and Denver, and being so close to Derrick, flashed through my mind as I could sense my cheeks heating up fast.

, at that moment, I would have loved to be honest with my truth and tell him that I would gladly k**s all three of them, and is because I find myself irresistibly attracted to all three of them.

But again, knowing that I was still a slave to Gwen, who would possibly be hurt by my truth, made me rethink my position.

“None,” I said, and I could almost hear a disapproving silent growl from one—or was it all three of them?

“Sorry, that was not an answer to the question I asked you,” Devon said, handing me a shot that I reluctantly took from him and drank.

The drink didn’t taste as bad as I anticipated, and if anything, I liked it.

The game continued for some time, with everyone getting their fair share of shots. Even Gwen was looking intoxicated after a few shots.

The game got more intense as the triplets seemed to raise the bar every time they asked me to pick a truth or dare.

Given that they were alphas, it was understandable that they had a high tolerance for alcohol, as they have all had more shots than Gwen and I put together.

“Truth or dare,” Denver asked me as he fixed his eyes intensely on me.

I wanted to opt for truth like I have been doing, but something about his look made me want to taste the waters.

“Dare,” I said, I was matching his gaze with mine.

“I dare you to k**s me and my brothers, and after which tell me who tasted better.”? He said.

My eyes instinctively went to Gwen, who was sleeping by now. Normally, I would have turned him down and opted for a shot, but it seemed the alcohol in my system was giving me all the boldness I needed.

“Okay,” I said, turning to Devon, who was sitting close to me.

“K**s me,” I said to him, and his lips came softly on mine.

It was so soft and gentle, as he softly explored every inch of my mouth with his tongue. I could almost taste his unspoken words as his lips continued touring my lips.

“That’s okay, it’s my turn,” Derrick, whom I didn’t know when he came to my side, said, as he gently tints my face to himself.

His lips came hard on mine as he tasted every inch of my mouth; his tongue penetrated deep into my mouth as his hand caressed my swollen chest.

“Enough,” I heard Denver say, and honestly, my eyes were still closed as I was overwhelmed by all that was happening.

Denver made me stand up and lifted me off the floor with my legs wrapped around his waist. His lips crashed into mine in a dominating and possessive way that made my toes curl.

Little m***s escaped my lips as he forcefully invaded my mouth, making me a breathless, horny piece of sh*t.

My freshly brewed warm arousal flowed out of my love nest and I bet they all smelt it as his other two brothers joined him.

I was so f*****g high and horny that I was ready to throw caution to the wind. Denver hardened c**k poking my a*s was not helping my course as I started grinding my waist against him.

Derrick and Devon are busy kissing each side of my neck and leaving traces of Hickey’s all over me.

Having all three of them on me drove me so crazy that I wanted the moment to f*****g last forever.

But when Denver suddenly broke his lips from mine, I knew that was the end of my fantasy. His brother also stopped their sweet tortures on me, and I was almost going to beg them not to stop and make me ejaculate because my p***y was soaked and throbbing badly.

“We know you want to be f****d by all three of us, but be a patient princess; you will soon have your deepest heart desires when you are not drunk and wasted,” Denver murmured into my ears while telling his brothers to back off.

“It’s time to sleep, baby,” Devon said, taking my hand and leading me to my room.

As soon as the door opened, I found myself pulling him closer to me and kissing him all over again.

His hand roamed my massive a*s and gave it a tight squeeze. I m****d at his touch and k****s, and I was going to unbutton his shirt when he suddenly stopped me after hearing a growl from his brothers.

“Good night, baby,” he said as he closed the door, and I whirled to the bed and fell lazily on it.

Despite my drunk state, I couldn’t help but reminisce on what had just happened as a happy smile found itself across my face.

Slowly, I drifted into a peaceful night’s sleep.