Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

We soon arrived at a spot in the woods, where they dropped their bags on the floor and started to take off their shirts.

Not wanting to see their sexy bodies for the fear of not being turned on, I made to move aside to give them some privacy, but I was stopped by Derrick.

“Where do you think you are going?” he questioned in a deep, rough voice, while slowly taking his shirt off.

My eyes unconsciously went to him, and damn, his abs and biceps were giving all the right things, if you know what I mean.

It will be so f*****g difficult to see them in such an unclad state and resist the urge to lick them up like lollipops.

“My brother asked you a question: where are you going, mate?” Devon asked, joining his brother as they move slowly walked toward him.

“Ahhm, *clears throat* Nowhere, I wanted to. Erm. Give you guys some privacy,” I said, attempting to sound as though I were not affected by their intimidating and very sexy bodies.

“Are you afraid?” Derrick questioned me, teasingly moving closer to me while slowly unbuckling his waist belt.

“Me? Afraid? “Puff, no way,” I said, stylishly looking away while telling myself not to make them see the effect he was having on me. 067

I could feel heat rush all over my body just by staring at them, with my mind going wild on what having a taste of all three of them would feel like.

“Really? “Because you do look like you are,” He said, using one hand to corner my waist and pulled me closer to him while Devon sandwiched me from behind me, sniffing my scent.

Sparks from their touch made my body shiver against them, and despite trying to fight off their charms on me, I just couldn’t; it was so f*****g overwhelming.

“You like it, don’t you?” Do you like how hot you get when you are with us? And I know you want a piece of us, all of us,” Derrick said, nipping on my neck while Devon pressed soft k****s on my shoulder.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

I soon realized that I had lost control of that moment as I found myself intoxicated by their scent, their dominance, and their aura, which screams powerful. My breathing had peaked up with my wetness drenching my pants, and I felt hot—so hot that it felt like there were just us left in the world.

I could barely think straight, not with Devon nipping at my marking spot and his brother’s hand roaming around my every curve.

I felt weak, like a defenseless slave against her masters.

A deep-throated growl from beside us made the two brothers subconsciously stop what they were doing to me as we all turned to see that it was a huge black alpha wolf that was glaring at us.

I needed no one to tell me that; it was Denver. God, he was huge for a wolf. His midnight black, shiny furs were a delight to stare at; I can’t say the same for his face, though.

He would scare a fragile-hearted girl to death; not me, though. I have heard of how big and powerful alpha wolves are, but he seems to surpass my expectations.

Within seconds, Derrick and Devon shifted and joined their brother. They were standing slightly behind him, a clear indication that Denver was leading the hunt.

Somehow, seeing all three of them together made me realize that I had previously seen them in my dream. And also, they were the ones that saved me from being attacked by those rogues the other time.

“It was you guys,” I said to them in realization as a little smile crept on my face.

In a split second, Denver transformed back into his human form, and damn, he looked like a fine piece of cake.

My eyes instinctively went to his third leg, and damn it, he was heavily endowed, a lot more even with his mini e******n.

“We are going to give you a ten-minute head start to go into the woods and hide anywhere of your choice.” “Whoever makes his first kill will come and sniff you out; that person will be the one to spend the night with you,” he said in one breath.

“Okay,” I said, biting my lower l*p as a way of keeping myself from asking the questions on my mind.

Like, where did they expect me to hide, and why were they doing the most in deciding who was going to spend the night with me?

“Your time starts now,” he said, and I nodded my head, subconsciously remaining where I was. While trying to look at everything else but him.

“Do you need a k**s before you start moving?” he asks, lifting one of his eyebrows.

“No, I mean, no, thank you,” I said, quickly moving away from him and heading to the closest path I could find.

As I moved, I could feel their eyes on me, and that made me very shy as I tried walking as normally as possible to avoid my a*s shaking too much.

After walking for some distance, I found a little hut that I think previous hunters must have made during their hunts.

So, I decided to hide in the hunt after checking that I was not intruding on anyone’s privacy.

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Third-person narrative.

While Gina rested in the strange cave that she found in the middle of the woods, the triplet was combing the entire wood for a kill.

They were desperate, and despite trying not to show how competitive they were against each other, they each silently wanted to have Gina for the night.

Denver has never liked the idea of sharing Gina with his brothers because, to him, he was the first one to indicate an interest in her.

You see that night, when the alpha king had passed a death sentence on Gina after her episode with Gwen, Denver was the one that made the first move of placating his father to lessen his verdict.

And when his father was not listening to him, he told his brothers, Devon and Derrick, to go and speak with their mother.

To him, Gina would be dead now if he had not interceded on her behalf. Moreover, he liked her a lot aside from the mate bond. Although he wasn’t sure if it was likeness or love he had for her, he was determined to see where his acquaintance with her led him.

On the other hand, Derrick believes he deserves to be with Gina because, well, she is his mate, and it was only normal for him to fight to be with her.

He is not bothered about sharing her with his brothers; he just wants a fair time with his mate like everyone else.

While Devon believes he did the most work by going to plead with his mother to let Gina live.

Moreover, his being the third and last child of the alpha has not worked in his favor, considering that his brothers always have to make choices before it gets to him.

But with Gina, he felt he had a chance of making something tangible for himself. If he can get Gina to fall in love with him, then nobody will remember that he is the last child of the royal house.

Furthermore, since he was not one to like losing games, he was determined to win Gina’s heart and become the true alpha.

Several hours passed while they kept searching for their first kill, which seemed impossible as the minutes went by.

They found it strange that the woods, which were normally filled with plenty of animals, were relatively dry.

Where did all the animals go?

Denver was getting worried about Gina’s welfare, he doubted if this little game of theirs that had stretched for this long would end anytime soon.

But also he was careful about not breaking the rules of the game; it had been earlier agreed by all three of them that if any one of them decided to go and see Gina before getting their kill, the others would do the same. That person was going to be disqualified from the game.

But as time passed, he lost interest in finding his first kill.

“Guys, I am tired; I will just go and find her and wait with her until you guys return,” he said to his brothers.

Derrick and Devon were inwardly happy with the fact that Denver dropping out of the game would increase their chances of making their first kill.

To be honest, they were surprised that he was the first to drop out of the hunt, being that he was far stronger and more skilled in hunting than they were.

Nevertheless, they were glad; he was out of fame.

Denver started looking around for Gina while trying to sniff out her scent from where she must have hidden.

After walking around for some time, he started to pick up her scent, and a little smile crept up his face as soon as he sniffed her scent.

He was glad that she was around and that all he needed to do was find where she was hiding.

He followed the scent to an old hunting spot probably left behind by hunters, and a few miles from there was a deer standing.

Unable at first to believe his luck, he stood staring at the deer and trying to figure out how to hunt it down without waking up Gina, whom he suspected would be sleeping by now.

He slowly caged in his prey and skillfully attacked it; the deer was dead before it knew what had hit him.

He carried his kill and happily went to the hut, and on getting there, he saw that Gina was sleeping as he had suspected.

His wolf was excited that he had gotten his kill because he was a little disappointed when he quit the hunt earlier.

But as Denver stood watching Gina, he couldn’t help but wonder if she would be happy when she found out that he was the one who got his kill instead of his brother.

He felt Gina was more attached to his brothers than she was to him, and she had complained of his excessive demands of wanting to touch her and be touched by her.

He felt it would be very disappointing for her when she found out that he was the one who won the game instead of his brothers, and deep down he knew he just wanted her to be happy.

Likewise, he may not like the idea of sharing her with his brothers, but he also doesn’t want her to feel caged and unhappy with him.

So, he took the deer and hid it in the woods, hoping that any of his brothers would find it.

He returned sadly to watch over his sleeping mate as he tried to savor every moment.

Gina soon opens her eyes to see him standing by the door. His once-sad face softened as soon as her eyes reached out to her.

The connection between them was so strong that it would efficiently power the whole country.

“Hi,” he said to her, and almost that instant they heard a loud voice from the woods.

“I made a kill!” one of his brothers screamed from the woods.