Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Gina.

A gentle tap on my shoulder woke me up from the beautiful sleep I was having. I opened my eyes to see that it was Denver who had woken me up. I couldn’t tell how long I had been out, but I can say it has been a long time.

“We are here,” he said calmly to me, before getting out of the car.

I subconsciously tried wiping off the remaining sleep from my eyes as I got out of the car, only to be greeted with one of the most beautiful scenes the world has to offer.

At first glance, the house looks warm and cozy. It was a mini-duplex and has been built with wheat-colored bricks and white cedar wooden decorations. It had a beautiful high-arched window that allowed one to appreciate sunrise and sunset.

Even though the house is nothing compared to the palace, its portability and the view of nature made it desirable.

The house itself was surrounded by a gorgeous garden, trees, mountains, bushes, flowers, and a large pool that just blows your mind away.

Derrick and Devon got out of their car to join Denver as they walked toward the front door of the house. As soon as they got there, the door opened, and a friendly middle-aged woman came out to welcome them.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Good afternoon Alpha Denver Derrick and Devon, it’s good to see you all, I have been expecting you,” she said to them with a beautiful warm smile stepping aside for the triplets to enter the house.

“Good afternoon, Miss Wilson,” Derrick replied to her as they entered the house.

I noticed, however, that Gwen was still in the car, for reasons best known to her. I walked over to where she was only to see her sleeping. I wonder why Devon and Derrick didn’t wake her up.

The thought that she might have told them she didn’t want to be disturbed crossed my mind, so I decided to leave her to enjoy her sleep while I went to offload the bags we had come with.

I dragged two pieces of luggage into the sitting room, and I was welcomed by the sweet smell of freshly baked bread drifting in the air.

Faux silk curtains framed the windows; the lace inner curtains remained drawn, allowing daylight to enter while rendering the heart-stopping view over the mountains and forests.

“Gina, this is Mrs. Wilson; she is in charge of taking care of this place, and she would be able to render any form of assistance you may need,” Derrick said to me as soon as I walked in.

“Good afternoon, ma,” I greeted the woman, and she reciprocated with a smile.

“You are most welcome, Luna. Miranda told me, all about you, and I will be honored to be of service to you,” she said and at that moment it occurred to me that she must have thought that I was Gwen.

I couldn’t help but notice the giggling faces of Derrick and Devon; if Denver was amused, he did not show.

“Sorry ma, I think you have mistaken me for our luna in progress; she is still in the car, and I am sure she will join us soon,” I said to the woman, who looked a little confused.

Devon walked over to where I was to help me with the bags I was carrying and took them upstairs while I went back to pick up the remaining bags.

Gwen was still sleeping by the time I was done, so I went to wake her up, she was pissed that I had left her in the car as she walked angrily into the house.

I later got to know that the house has five rooms. There were three rooms upstairs and two rooms downstairs.

Gwen, Denver, and Derrick would be living upstairs, while Devon would be downstairs. The last room was occupied by Mrs. Wilson, which meant that I was going to have to share it with Mrs. Wilson.

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I had just finished helping Gwen to unpack her things and was going to assist Mrs. Wilson in the kitchen when Derrick stopped me and pulled me to his room.

I was at that point very tired and needed to get over the day’s chores so I could have a proper rest.

“Tell me, were you expecting me the other night when I told you I was coming to your room?” he asked with his hands wrapped around my waist.

I should find this gesture of his very irritating because I was with his brother early on, instead, I found myself enjoying his warm touch.

“Derrick, I need to go and make lunch, I bet you are as hungry as your brothers,” I said stylishly attempting to avoid answering his question.

“Take a break, Gina, and enjoy this weekend. One of the reasons we asked Mrs. Wilson to stay back is that we wanted you to have some fun,” he said leaning his face closer to mine till I felt his breath tickle my neckline as he starts placing gentle k****s that made my toes curl.

“Really?” I said as a small smile lit up my face.

“Would you like to learn how to swim or would you swim with me if you already know how to swim?” He murmured into my ears.

“You should be doing that with Gwen, I mean that was the reason we came here for you guys to bond before the big day,” I said to him.

“Would you want that?” He questioned, as his hand slowly moves to caress my butt.

“How do you mean?” I questioned subconsciously swallowing hard on my saliva, his touch and tease were driving me crazy.

“I want to taste your lips, I want to hear you m**n my name,” he said while attempting to avoid the question I had previously asked him.

I knew I had to leave now or the time will come when I cannot resist his charms. So I stylishly pulled out of his hold but he was quick to pull me back and I couldn’t help but notice the glint of sadness in his eyes.

“Do you like him more than you do me?” He questioned.

“How do you mean?” I questioned, honestly lost as to where this conversation was going.

“I saw you both in the car, my brother is not good at keeping his hands to himself not when he is seated beside a beautiful girl like you,” he said.

Wait, did he just call me beautiful?

But that aside, is he claiming to know what his brother was doing to me while we drove down here? But if he did know why is he still wanting to be with me?

“So if you know this then why do you still want me?” I asked him.

“It’s because I can’t help it. I am as attracted to you as my brothers and you can’t blame us. We are monozygotic triplets, we tend to like the same thing, and when I say the same thing I mean the same woman, he said.

Somehow hearing him talk about his feelings when he knows very that I have been with his brother sort of put me off.

It’s one thing for me to be confused about my emotions, it’s a different thing for them to know and act cool with it. I suddenly feel like I was their little w***e that could be thrown around. It’s not like I was their mate or something.

“What changed about me?” I questioned him, turning to look him in the eyes. He seem lost with my questions.

“I mean back in high school, you hated me a lot, you called me all sorts of degrading names, why do you suddenly like me, what changed about me? I mean I am still thick,” I said as I couldn’t help but remember all the times I was humiliated by them, most especially him.

“We were young and stupid, we know better now,” he said calmly.

“Really and you think toying with my body and emotions has made you wiser? It’s clear to me that none of you want anything to do with me, you only want a w***e to warm you up before your mating ceremony. I’m sorry I can’t be that w***e, I may have allowed it for some time because I wanted to but not anymore” I said to him and walked out before he could stop me.

Even though it was shameful to admit it, I felt the same connection with Derrick as I did with Denver and Devon. I know I am sounding stupid right now; it doesn’t even make sense to me.

I think I like them all, which makes me wonder how the f**k it happened.

I mean, I could barely stand these guys in the past, and now I am doing all sorts of nasty things with them, and honestly, I don’t even feel bad about what they do to me. I don’t even mind sleeping with all three of them if the need arises; I think I like them, all three of them.

I know it doesn’t make sense, especially since they are to be mated to Gwen, but I honestly do like them all.

Their various character traits are what make me love them more.

Denver, though, acts very domineering most of the time, but deep within me, I think he just needs that one person who will bring him out of the cave he has made for himself.

Derrick is that playboy mama warns you to stay away from but you can’t help but love him anyway because he is the life of the party.

Devon is that sweet caring lover boy who would go all out to make you comfortable and happy as long as he is with you.

But now, I must stop thinking of them and focus on how to get myself out of this mess I have created. They can’t love me even if they want to, they already have a mate.