I can barely sleep. After everything that my father told me, everything that he wants me to do, my mind is spinning. At 6:30, I shove the blankets off me, tired of trying. I spend an inordinate amount of time in the shower, trying to relax. Today is supposed to be exciting. One of the best days of my life. I will take over my position as Beta! I will likely find my mate! It’s my birthday! I mean, if the prospect of cake can’t even cheer me up, I know I’m a goner. But all that swirls in my gut is dread. Dad was right. My mate is likely going to be a male. And I’ll have to turn him away.
I always knew that my parents were great friends. But there was never that spark between them that I saw in all of my friends’ parents. There were no little touches of affection. No gleam in their eyes when they saw each other.
*tears*
CharlieThe pain is excruciating. I can barely breathe through it. It feels as if my soul is being ripped completely out of my chest. The pain is doubled from the echo of it through my matebond with Zak. I try to scream but can’t. I barely feel the ground as my body falls. I can’t even catch myself. I land on my knees and crumple to my side.Mom and Dad run to my side, screaming at me to breathe. But I don’t want to. I just want to die.The only thing keeping me tied to this world is Zak. I have to make sure that he’s ok. I can feel his despair and pain through the bond. I have to make sure that he is safe.Suddenly, my throat opens and air sears through my lungs.
What. The. Hell? I thought that Brandon would be ecstatic that he not only had one, but both of the people that he is in love with as his mates. The Goddess pretty much guaranteed that if we didn’t tell him about the trio beforehand, then he would accept them. Xander and I even came to breakfast this morning specifically to see it happen.This wasn’t supposed to happen!I follow Brandon’s heavy running out of the packhouse. He’s nearly to the treeline when I catch up with him.I grab his shoulder and spin him around to face me. “You fucking idiot!” I scream. “What the hell was that?”But when I see his face, I back off. Tears pour from his eyes.&nb
Charlie Though the physical pain has dissipated, my heart aches. Tears don’t stop leaking from my eyes and my throat is raw from my screams. Not even Zak’s arms around me, his front pressed into my back, his chin on my head can reduce the pain. We’ve been laying like this for hours. Our mothers keep attempting to coax us to eat or drink, but we refuse everything. We don’t talk. We don’t move. I’ve cut off my mind link with everyone. I keep repeating all of our moments with Brandon over the last week, since the morning that Lucille told us that he was our mate. Every touch. Every kiss. Every “I love you.” The intense joy that I felt when he claimed me as his mate. Claimed Zak. The look on his face as he backed away from us. And his words. They repeat over and over in
I finally stop crying. Snot and tears soak my shirt, but I don’t care. I truly don’t care about anything right now. I don’t know that I ever will again. I couldn’t have my mates. What compares to that pain? And the most horrible thing is that they hadn’t rejected me. So we are still connected. I still feel the pull to them. Even though they are somewhere in the packhouse, my soul still calls to them and theirs to mine.Did I go through all of this pain for nothing? If they don’t reject me, I will end up just like my father. Yearning for two people I can never have.Devin is still beside me, saying soft words of comfort, but I barely hear him. It doesn’t matter. Nothing does anymore.“Bray.&r
I don’t know how long Zak and I have been laying on our bed. We were laid on top of the covers when we were brought up here, though one of our parents put a throw blanket on top of us. The pillow is wet under my face and I have heard Zak’s quiet crying several times. Neither of us has spoken or moved in the time that we’ve lain here. Suddenly, I smell leather and clove. I hurriedly sit up and feel Zak rise with me. He looks at me, his eyes wide. “Brandon,” he whispers. We both turn to the door when we hear low whispered voices. Our mothers are talking to Brandon, but we can’t really hear what they are saying. Zak and I move off of the bed, hurrying to the door. Just as we open it, we hear Brandon’s raised voice, “Clara, Laure
I had no idea that the fated sparks would be so intense. I want to cum with every second that either of them touch me. And having Zak dominate both of us...fuck! I had no idea what it would be like to be on the receiving end or how horny it would make me.I hear the vibrator turn on and can smell Charlie’s arousal spike. The sound muffles as she inserts it into her wet pussy. Simultaneously, Zak’s cock twitches in my mouth and Charlie inserts a third finger in my ass.All three of us moan at the intense pleasure we are feeling.Zak’s pace speeds up as he continues to fuck my mouth. His domination of both of us is so arousing that I can feel precum drip from my cock head.“Does it feel that good, Swee
I feel Brandon clench around me as he and Charlie cum. I continue to pump into Brandon as I feel the bond between him and Charlie solidify. I only just manage not to cum...just. As I feel Brandon and Charlie relax, I pull myself out of Brandon. I move around to Charlie, untying her hands and arms as she rests in Brandon’s embrace. I kiss her mark from Brandon, causing her to shudder. “How are you feeling, babe?” I whisper to her. “Amazing,” she breathes out. “Want more or want a break?” “Can I watch?” I chuckle and nod. I pick her up, disengaging her from Brandon, causing them both to moan. I take her to the bed and set her down. I p
After Zak released me from the cuffs, we showered. Probably shouldn’t have done it together if we wanted to actually shower.The water was ice cold by the time we were done.After several hours in bed...and in the living room...and the playroom...and the balcony hot tub, we get a mind link from Former-Luna Clara.You guys have about 45 minutes before the ceremony is supposed to start. Do we need to separate you so that you can get ready?My head continues to bob on Zak’s cock while his mouth continues to move on Charlie’s pussy.We’ll...oh fuck!...we’ll be there. Charlie’s voice is breathy and strained through th