Resisting the Alpha Triplets by Cara Anderson

Ch. 42 You Know

Colton’s POV

As soon as we were out the door Kai receded to the back of my mind, but his fury didn’t. My blood boiled with thoughts of Darcy’s callous attitude. What happened to the sweet girl I thought I knew?

How could she care so little for my brothers’ pain and heartache? Or mine for that matter? The rejection of a fated mate was emotionally and physically painful whether you wanted that mate or not.

Some lower ranked wolves didn’t survive rejection. As Alphas, my brother’s and I would live but we would still suffer. You had to be pretty heartless to toss out the idea like it was child’s play.

“She’s not a Luna!” Kai barked. ” That’s why the Goddess didn’t make her our mate!”

He had a point. Maybe she was never meant to hold that title. Maybe I was trying to force her to be something that the Goddess had determined her unfit to be. Or maybe believing that was just my way of trying to make myself feel better.

“Aaaaahhh!” I roared my frustration into the otherwise peaceful night. And then I sent up a prayer. “Moon Goddess, please tell me what to do!”Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“You know.” The words were a whisper in my head, and then gone as if carried away on a breeze. “You’ve always known.”

Surely the Goddess hadn’t just answered me? Or was it nothing more than the babbling of my own subconscious? Either way, the voice was delusional. Because I had no idea how to move forward.

Though somehow, my feet seemed to know, carrying me in a direction I was sure I’d regret yet had no desire to stop myself from going. I told myself I just wanted to see her. She wouldn’t even know I was there, no harm done. But that was never going to be enough, was it?

When I arrived at Mallory’s house, I crept around the back like some creepy cat burglar. There was a tree right outside her window that my brothers and I used to climb when we were younger and pretending she was a princess and we were her royal guards, not that any of us ever told her we did that.

Since I was still telling myself I was only going to make sure she was safe then leave, climbing the tree to peek through her window seemed a better option than the front door. Only when I looked inside, she wasn’t safe. At least not emotionally.

Mallory was sitting on her bed with her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms wrapped around herself. Her chin rested on her knees and her cheeks were stained with tears. I was moving before I even made the conscious decision, prying her window open without even knocking.

“Colton?” Mallory looked up startled, wiping the moisture from her eyes. ” Goddess, you scared the shit outta me!”

She watched me disbelievingly as I crawled through the narrow opening, giving her head the cutest little shake, like she was trying to make sure I was real.

“I needed to see you Mal.” I said by way of an explanation. “Why are you crying, love?”

“It’s nothing.” She waved her hand, brushing me off. “What I want to know is what is with the three of you climbing in my window in the middle of the night? What do you have against using doors, preferably in the daylight?”

She blinked her eyes owlishly at me, waiting for an answer, but my throat had gone dry. Mallory had moved to stand in front of me, wearing nothing but a lacy camisole and a pair of silky pink shorts. Her stern stance with her hands on her hips only served to push her tits against the flimsy material of her top, the tight little buds straining toward me. I was so hard for her it hurt.

“Fuck!” I cursed, feasting my eyes on my sexy little mate.

Desire, raw and unchecked, rioted through me. She was a fucking goddess and she was mine! And I was done denying myself what rightfully belonged to me.

My hands found her hips, my fingers sinking into the soft flesh as I pulled her against me.

“Colton,” my name came out as a breathy moan and all my restraint snapped.

My mouth took hers in a punishing kiss, needy and rough. I unleashed everything I felt for her, pouring my heart and soul into our bond as she opened for me and I tangled my tongue with hers.

I kissed her until she felt my aching need for her, my anger and shame over pushing her away for so long, the awe and wonder I felt every time I looked at her, and the animalistic hunger that only she could inflame.

The drugging scent of her arousal nearly brought me to my knees as she pressed closer to me. I lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around me, opening her to my hard length thrusting against her hot pussy. I couldn’t get enough, glutting myself on her little whimpers and moans.

Every little taste of her only made me want more. I ran my hands over her full, round ass down to her thighs and lifted her into my arms, one hand in her silky soft hair and the other squeezing her ass as I walked us to her bed. She locked her ankles behind my back and just kept chasing my lips with hers, making my wolf preen and my heart feel like it would beat out of my chest.

When my legs hit the bed I laid her on her back and fell on top of her, careful not to crush her. I let one hand slide down to cup her breast, running my thumb over the taut nipple and her answering moan made my cock even harder. I’d seen Mallory’s tits in tight sports bras enough to know they were perfect and fuck! I couldn’t wait to see them bare.

“Colton! Colton!” Mallory called my name when I started to knead the tender flesh of her tit but it took me a moment to realize it wasn’t from pleasure.

“Wh-, what?” I asked distractedly, trying to shake away the lust when I noticed her pushing on my chest and squirming out from under me.

“Stop Colton!” she snapped forcefully. “I refuse to be your side piece! You can’t just come here every time your wolf wants a hit of his mate’s scent then run right back to Darcy’s bed afterwards!”

“You aren’t a side piece, Mallory! So don’t you ever refer to yourself that way!” I growled, furious she would even suggest such a thing. “And for your information, I haven’t been in Darcy’s bed since the day you came back!”

Mal drew in a sharp breath. By the flustered look on her face, she either didn’t believe me or was still as turned on as I was. I hoped it was the latter. But I held her gaze, hoping she could see my sincerity while watching the internal debate rage through her eyes.

“What are you saying, Colton?” She finally asked.

“I’m saying I need you, Mal. I know I don’t deserve you but I’m begging you to please let me stay. I promise nothing will happen that you aren’t comfortable with. I just want to be close to you.” I bargained,

She huffed resignedly and crawled up the bed, pulling the covers back. Her teeth sunk into her plush bottom lip and she batted her long lashes as she looked up at me then patted the mattress in invitation for me to crawl in beside her. I didn’t have to be told twice.

Mallory watched me intently, licking her lips as I stripped down to my boxers. Her face flushed red when she noticed the outline of my thick shaft begging for freedom from its confinement. I couldn’t keep the cocky smirk from my face when I saw how she was looking at me, like I was her favorite dessert and she couldn’t wait to devour me. And fuck did I want her to!

I climbed in beside her and pulled her tight against me with her back to my chest. She shivered in my arms when I ran my nose along her neck, taking deep drags of her scent. Then I worked my way back up to her ear, leaving hot little kisses on her feverish skin and relishing the sensual moans I pulled from her.

She turned in my arms and hooked a leg over my hip to draw herself closer. For a minute she just wove her fingers through my hair, staring at me like she was trying to unravel all my secrets, and then she crashed her lips to mine in a scorching hot kiss.

Every kiss with Mallory was better than the last and this one was made even better by the fact that she had kissed me first. Her tongue darted in to dance with mine before pulling away and attacking my lips with teasing little nips then slipping back in for another taste. Pre-cum leaked from my throbbing tip as she rocked her hips, grinding her soaked pussy into my rock solid bulge. My hand picked up where we’d left off, strumming her hard little peaks with my thumbs.

“Yes!” She moaned, leaning her head back when I sucked hard on her neck, wanting my mark on her skin even if only temporarily.

I pushed up onto my knees and sat back, sliding my hands under her lacy pink cami and slowly raising it.

“Can I?”

True to my promise, I waited for her response before going further. But when she granted me permission with the tiniest nod, it was all I could do not to rip the thing off of her. I pulled it up over her head and sat back to take her in, cupping her tits reverently in my hands.

“Fuck! These are perfect!” I rushed out as all the air left my lungs. “I knew they would be. You don’t know how long I’ve been dreaming of your amazing tits and all the things I want to do to them.”

Her cheeks colored again at my words but her reply wasn’t bashful at all.

“Oh yeah? Like what?” She returned with a cheeky smirk.

Damn! This woman was killing me!