The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue
Chapter 98

Erica’s POV

The sun shines brightly through Bryce’s bedroom window. I try to stretch out my limbs but no matter which direction I push my arms or legs I hit something hard. Opening my eyes one at a time, I try not to let panic rise in my chest. The last time I went to sleep with all three of my mates, I woke up and one of them was gone.

As I open my eyes and look down at my body, I see three pairs of arms wrapped tightly around me. I wonder how they decided who got what spot. Poor Ace seems to have gotten the raw end of the deal. He is sleeping on top of my legs with his arms wrapped all the way around my h**s. Bryce has his arms wrapped around my waist and Chris around my shoulders. I cannot move.

I am stuck, I have to pee, and my legs are numb. Pulling Bryce and Chris’s arms off of me, I manage to sit up in the bed. Now I just have to get away from Ace. The grip that he has on me is too tight and I cannot wiggle my way out.

“s**t,” I mumble as the urge to pee becomes stronger. “Ace,” I whisper. “Ace, I have to pee.”

I poke Ace gently on the shoulder and he mumbles something about this being my home and tightens his grip around me. I chuckle as I try to get away from him.

Eventually I wiggle my way away from all of the brothers and crawl awkwardly off the bed and rush to the bathroom. As soon as I do my business I decide that I am in desperate need of a shower. There are still traces of mud and grass stains on my skin from the night before.

Not wanting to wake the brothers, I tiptoe to the bathroom door and close it gently. I climb inside Bryce’s oversized shower and twist the nobs. The water sprays down onto top of me and it is freezing cold. I shuffle from foot to foot trying to keep myself warm under the freezing water.

I search around the shower for something to wash myself with but all I find is Bryce’s washcloth. I wrinkle my nose at the sight of it and decide to just scrub myself with my hands. Pouring Bryce’s body wash into my hands, I begin to scrub myself gently. The body wash fills the bathroom with the scent of the brothers and I find my fingers exploring my body.

Running my hands over my body, I grip my breasts in my hands and massage them gently. Leaning back against the shower wall, I let the water rinse the soap from my body as my fingers travel south. I spare one glance at the bathroom door to make sure that it is still closed before I slip one finger in between my folds.

Almost immediately the scent of my arousal is thick in the air, but I don’t care. As I run my fingers over my slit, I remember the feeling of my mates hands on me at the same time. Somehow, even after taking all of them yesterday, I am craving more.

I think about sinking my canines into their flesh and marking them as my own. I feel the familiar clench inside my core and I know that I am close to finding my release.

Just as I am about to reach the peak of my pleasure, the bathroom door busts open and the triplets are standing in the doorway staring at me with wide eyes.

“Erica,” Ace breathes in heavily and he lets out a soft growl. I know that he can smell the scent of my arousal in the room. “What are you doing in there?”

Embarrassment washes over me and I rip my hands away from my body. Luckily the steam from the shower has fogged up the glass of the shower and they couldn’t see what I was up to.

“I am just taking a shower,” I spit out a little too quickly. I can hear the guilt in my own voice.

“It doesn’t smell like you are just taking a shower,” Bryce growls. “We woke up to the most delicious smell coming from the bathroom. You aren’t having any fun without us are you?”

“Why would you think that?” I stammer.

“Because this whole room smells like you are about to come all over your pretty little fingers,” Chris laughs seductively.

The shower door flies open and the three brothers file in, not even waiting for an invitation. Bryce approaches me immediately and cups my p***y in his hand. His fingers run across my wet folds.

“She is soaking wet,” he tells his brothers with a smile on his face.

I gasp loudly as his fingers graze across my clit. “I am in the shower,” I breathe out heavily.

“Not that kind of wet, Little Fox,” Bryce smirks at me.

Slowly he slides a finger inside of me and he begins to pump it in and out of me slowly.

Squeezing on either side of me Ace and Chris each cup my breasts into their hands before biting down on my nipples.

“I would have thought that she had enough after yesterday,” Ace chuckles.

“Our Little Fox is greedy,” Chris growls. “I like it.”

“I am not greedy,” I pant.

“What were you thinking about as you pleasured yourself,” Bryce whispers next to my ear.

Without hesitation I tell him. “I was thinking about sinking my canines into your necks and marking you as mine forever.”

“Oh, Little Fox.” Chris’s voice is husky as he nips and sucks on my mark. “That can be arranged.”

“I want to mark you,” I tell them all as their hands explore my body. “I want to make you mine.”

“Then let’s take this party out of the shower,” Ace says as he steps from the shower and grabs a towel. But Bryce doesn’t move.

“She is so close,” Bryce whispers to his brothers. “It would be cruel to stop now.”