The Alpha Triplets And The Rogue – Chapter 65

Chris’s POV

Sunlight breaks through the small window in the apartment and I realize that my arms are wrapped tightly around someone. I try to remember what happened last night but it is all a blur. I remember telling Lynne that I needed to drink in order to forget that Erica was my mate, but after that I can only remember bits and pieces. But I do remember a blonde woman trying to take me home last night.

‘Oh Goddess,’ I groan inwardly. ‘What have I done?’

s me to wince at the sound. My head feels like it

low myself to relax next to her.

inning to wake up. She stretches her arms widely to the side, almost punching me in the face.

the sleep from her eyes.

morning, mate,” I say as I hug her closely to me once again.

o I am this morning?”

e not talk about last night?” I groan.

r face. “We have lots to talk about.”

ica’s body, I press my hand to my forehead. “What did I say?”

games this morning.

ct ‘O’ as she yawns softly.

d with embarrassment. “Would you like to explain what you meant?”

atch the back

sk quietly.

k ever again.” Erica says confidently and I know that she is telling the truth.

a underneath. My c**k twitches painfully in my jeans as I look at her. I need her.

much as I need her. Her tongue forces its way into my mouth and she explores every corner.

er forehead against my own. “You can’t get out

ng,” I laugh gently.

ps to mine once again.

lip before biting down on it and pulling on it slightly

ody. Her perfect pink n*****s harden under my gaze and it turns me on even more.

r me to touch her.

s out heavily. “Pleas

mouth. I roll my tongue over her n****e and her back arches off of the bed. I love how receptive she is to my touch.

s ravaging her body flash through my mind

are down at the goddess that is lying before me.

keep you to myself,” I admit.

ue.

erstand what you have been saying all along,” I continue. “I realize that this bond isn’t complete without all four of us togethe

wraps her arms around my neck and presses her lips to my own.

“Thank you,” she whispers before she presses her lips to mine once again.