Mated to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 62: Surrendering to Pleasure

(Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)

My eyes locked with Levi’s as he commanded my attention. His pupils were blown wide, only a thin ring of green visible around the edges. I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he growled, continuing his relentless pace. “Let me see you fall apart.”

His thumb found my most sensitive spot, pressing and circling in time with his thrusts. The dual stimulation was too much. My back arched off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed through me, more intense than the first time. I cried out his name, my inner walls clamping down around him.

“Fuck, Hazel!” Levi groaned, his rhythm faltering as my release triggered his own. He drove into me one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he pulsed inside me.

For a moment, we stayed frozen like that, both panting, hearts racing in tandem. Then Levi lowered my leg from his shoulder and collapsed beside me, pulling me against his sweat-slicked chest.

“Was that good, baby?” he murmured, pressing kisses to my temple.

I could only nod, still trying to catch my breath. The edge had been taken off the burning heat, but I could already feel it building again, like embers threatening to burst back into flames.

“My turn,” Lucas’s deep voice cut through the haze of my thoughts.

Levi reluctantly released me, rolling to the other side of the bed. I felt the mattress dip as Lucas took his place, his massive frame hovering over me. Unlike his brothers, Lucas was still fully clothed, and the sight of him looming above me while I lay completely naked sent a thrill down my spine.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, brushing sweat-dampened hair from my forehead.

“Better,” I whispered. “But it’s coming back.”

Lucas nodded, his jaw tightening. “Can you stand?”

The question surprised me, but I nodded. With his help, I rose on shaky legs. He guided me to the foot of the bed, positioning me so I was bent over it, hands braced on the mattress.

“Is this okay?” Lucas asked, his voice rough with desire.

“Yes,” I gasped, already feeling empty and desperate for him. “Please, Lucas.”

I heard the rustle of clothing as he undressed behind me. Then his warm hands were on my hips, steadying me. I felt his hardness press against me, thick and demanding.

“Relax for me, Hazel,” he murmured, one hand sliding up my spine.

Lucas entered me with one smooth thrust, filling me completely. I gasped at the fullness, the slight sting quickly giving way to pleasure. He was bigger than his brothers, stretching me in ways that made my toes curl against the carpet.

“You’re taking me so well,” he praised, his grip on my hips tightening as he began to move.

Where Liam had been gentle and Levi passionate, Lucas was controlled and commanding. Each thrust was measured and deliberate, designed to drive me wild without pushing me over the edge too soon. He knew exactly what he was doing, angling his hips to hit spots inside me that had me moaning his name.

“Look at her,” I heard Lucas say. “She’s perfect like this.”

I turned my head to see Liam and Levi watching us, their eyes dark with renewed desire despite having already had their turn. The heat inducer was affecting them too, their wolves responding to mine.

Lucas reached around to cup my breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers. The sharp pleasure-pain made me cry out, pushing back against him.

“More,” I begged shamelessly. “Harder, Lucas.”

He growled in response, his pace increasing. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with our harsh breathing and my desperate moans.

“She wants more,” Levi remarked with a wicked grin, sliding off the bed. “Let’s give her more.”

Before I could question what he meant, Levi was on his knees in front of me. His hand slid up my inner thigh, fingers finding my sensitive bud even as Lucas continued to pound into me from behind.

“Oh god,” I gasped as Levi began to circle my clit with expert precision.

“Not enough,” Liam said, joining us. Liam moved to kneel in front of me, his hardness level with my face.

I was surrounded by them now, each brother touching and pleasuring a different part of me.

“We want to worship every inch of you,” Liam said softly, his hand caressing my cheek.

I opened my mouth willingly, taking him inside as Lucas continued his relentless rhythm behind me. Levi’s lips closed around my nipple, his tongue swirling in circles that matched the movement of Lucas’s hips.

The triple stimulation was overwhelming. My legs trembled, threatening to give out as pleasure built to impossible heights. Only Lucas’s firm grip on my hips kept me upright.

“She’s close,” Levi observed, his fingers moving faster. “I can feel her shaking.”

“Come for us, Hazel,” Lucas commanded, his voice like velvet wrapped around steel. “Show us how good we make you feel.”

It was as if my body was waiting for his permission. The coiled tension inside me snapped, sending me careening into the most intense orgasm yet. I moaned around Liam as ecstasy flooded every nerve ending, my inner walls clamping down so hard around Lucas that he cursed.

“Fuck,” he growled, his rhythm faltering. “I can’t—”

His fingers dug into my hips as he found his own release, filling me with warmth. Liam grunted as well, his hips stuttering as he came.

Behind my closed eyes, I saw stars, my entire body pulsing with aftershocks.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself being lifted and cradled against Lucas’s chest. He carried me back to the head of the bed, laying me down gently against the pillows.

“The heat should break now,” he murmured, brushing my hair back from my face. “How do you feel?”

“Better,” I whispered truthfully. The burning was subsiding, replaced by a pleasant warmth and bone-deep satisfaction. “Tired.”

“Rest,” Liam said, climbing onto the bed beside me. Levi joined on my other side, the three of them forming a protective circle around me.

Despite my exhaustion, I felt another wave of arousal building. The heat inducer wasn’t done with me yet.

“It’s still not enough,” I whimpered, frustrated tears pricking my eyes.

“We’re not going anywhere,” Lucas assured me, his hand trailing down my stomach. “We’ll take care of you all night if necessary.”

Levi’s mouth found my neck, sucking lightly at my pulse point. “Round two?”

I nodded weakly, already spreading my legs in invitation. This time, it was Liam who settled between them, his hardness pressing against my entrance once more.

As they pleasured me again and again throughout the night, their touches became a blur of sensation. I lost count of how many times I came, each orgasm blending into the next until I could no longer distinguish where one ended and another began.

“Sleep now,” someone whispered in my ear after what felt like hours.

I tried to respond, but my lips wouldn’t form words. My eyelids grew impossibly heavy, my limbs like lead weights. The last thing I remembered was feeling three pairs of strong arms around me, before darkness claimed me and I surrendered completely to exhaustion.

Chapter 63: Consequences

I slowly blinked my eyes open, squinting against the light streaming through the windows.

A gentle scratching sound caught my attention. Turning my head, I spotted Matilda sitting in a chair next to the bed, scribbling something on a clipboard. She wore her usual pristine white coat, her graying brown hair pulled back in a tight bun.

“Matilda?” My voice came out raspy. My throat felt raw—probably from all the screaming I’d done last night. Heat rushed to my cheeks at the memory.

She looked up, her experienced eyes quickly assessing me. “Good afternoon, Hazel. How are you feeling?”

Afternoon? I glanced toward the windows again, noticing the angle of the sunlight. I must have slept for hours.

“I’m okay,” I answered, taking mental inventory of my body. “A little sore. Tired.”

I realized I was wearing a clean t-shirt and shorts. My hair was no longer sticky with sweat, and my skin felt fresh. Someone had cleaned me up while I slept. Looking around, I noticed the room was empty except for Matilda and me.

“Where are the triplets?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral despite the flutter of anxiety in my chest.

“They’ve been taking turns watching over you,” Matilda explained, noting something on her clipboard. “Lucas and Liam stepped out a couple of hours ago. Levi was here until he went to get something to eat. He should be back soon.” freёwebnoѵel.com

I nodded, sinking back into the pillows. “How bad was it? The heat inducer?”

Matilda’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Quite severe, I’m afraid. Your temperature spiked dangerously high, and you were severely dehydrated after all that vomiting. Surprisingly, despite regurgitating some of it out earlier, the drug’s effect was still abnormally high.”

She set her clipboard aside and reached into her medical bag, pulling out a small bottle of pills.

“I’m prescribing these supplements to help your body recover. Take one with each meal for the next week.” She placed the bottle on the nightstand. “You need to drink plenty of water and rest for at least another day. No strenuous activities.”

I couldn’t help but blush again, thinking about just how strenuous my activities had been last night.

“Will there be any... lasting effects?” I asked hesitantly.

“The heat inducer should be completely out of your system by now,” Matilda assured me. “But we’ll need to monitor you for a few days to make sure there’s no relapse. If you feel even slightly feverish or notice any unusual symptoms, tell one of the triplets immediately.”

She stood up, tucking her clipboard under her arm. “I’ll check on you again tomorrow. For now, just rest and hydrate.”

As Matilda headed for the door, it swung open to reveal Levi. His hair was damp, like he’d just showered, and he carried a tray with a glass of water and what looked like soup.

“How’s our patient?” he asked Matilda, his eyes immediately finding mine over her shoulder.

“She’s recovering well,” Matilda replied professionally. “But she needs rest and constant monitoring. The heat inducer dose she received was dangerously high. If she hadn’t purged some of it and received... attention when she did, it could have been fatal.”

Levi’s expression darkened, his jaw clenching. “How high are we talking?”

“Enough to kill a wolf with a weaker constitution,” Matilda said bluntly. “Someone wanted to make absolutely sure she’d be incapacitated. I’ve never seen such a high dosage used outside of medical emergencies.”

I felt the blood drain from my face. Someone had tried to kill me? Or at least hadn’t cared if I died?

“Thank you for everything, Matilda,” Levi said, his voice tight with controlled anger. “We appreciate your discretion in this matter.”

Matilda nodded. “Of course. Call me if there’s any change in her condition.” With that, she slipped out the door, leaving me alone with Levi.

He placed the tray on the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed, his hand immediately finding mine. “Hey there, beautiful. How are you feeling?”

“Better,” I said, squeezing his hand. “Where are Lucas and Liam?”

A shadow passed over Levi’s face, his green eyes hardening. “They’re taking care of some pack business.”

“Pack business?” I asked, not buying his vague explanation. “Or are they hunting down whoever did this to me?”

Levi’s lips curved into a small, dangerous smile. “Let’s just say they’re making sure justice is served.”

Something in his tone sent a chill down my spine. “What are they going to do?”

“What needs to be done,” he replied simply, then changed the subject. “You need to eat something. I made you chicken soup—well, I asked Clara to make it, but I carried it all the way up here without spilling a drop.”

His attempt at lightening the mood worked, and I found myself smiling slightly. “That’s very impressive. I didn’t know you were so coordinated.”

“I have many skills,” Levi winked, helping me sit up against the pillows. “Some of which you experienced thoroughly last night.”

My cheeks burned. “Levi!”

He laughed, the sound warming me from the inside. “Sorry, couldn’t resist. Here, eat your soup before it gets cold.”

As I took the bowl, my mind drifted to Lucas and Liam, wondering exactly what kind of justice they were delivering.

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Third POV

The Silver Pines Mall buzzed with weekend shoppers, music drifting from the stores that lined the wide corridors. Annie and Mia strolled arm in arm, shopping bags swinging at their sides, giggling over their latest purchases.

“I can’t believe you bought those shoes,” Mia said, rolling her eyes. “They’re practically identical to the ones you got last month.”

“They are not!” Annie protested. “These are blush pink, not rose pink. Totally different.”

They were so absorbed in their conversation that they didn’t notice the two tall figures approaching until they blocked their path.

Annie looked up, her expression morphing instantly from annoyance to delight when she recognized Liam and Lucas Sullivan standing before them. Her eyes immediately locked on Liam, a coy smile spreading across her face.

“Liam!” she exclaimed, brushing her long blonde hair over her shoulder. “What a surprise running into you here.”

Mia nudged her friend, her eyes darting nervously between the two brothers. Unlike Annie, she seemed to notice the cold fury in their expressions.

“Annie,” Liam said, his voice eerily calm. “Just the person we were looking for.”

Hope flared in Annie’s eyes. Ever since Liam had broken up with her, she’d been desperate to win him back. Finding out he was mated to that nobody Hazel had been devastating. But now he was seeking her out? Maybe he’d come to his senses after all.

“Really?” she purred, stepping forward and placing a manicured hand on his chest. “Did you miss me?”

Before she could blink, Liam’s hand shot up, striking her across the face with enough force to send her staggering backward. The sharp crack of the slap echoed through the mall corridor, drawing shocked gasps from nearby shoppers.