The Lady in White

As Brandon and Bryce told me about how they met, my eyes couldn't help but gaze at their holding hands and the mark in it.

The Wiccan mark, like the bitemark of shapeshifters like us, was a spell casted on their wrists. The marking was extracted as two thread-like helixes. It would separate and pair up with the mark of the mate and settles on the wrist. Basically, they have a DNA-shaped scar on their wrists and it's beautiful.

"I mean, how could anyone not fall for Brandon?" Bryce asked and looked at his mate in pure adoration. Much like how Aaron and Stephen look at me.

"He's not just a fine man, I know," I teased and wiggled my eyebrows.

After our talk, I went to the Alpha Suite to rest. The exhaustion from the flight had finally settled in.

I inhaled the scent of my mates on the sheets as I fell to the pits of slumber.

'Klyde.'

A familiar voice spoke softly. Her voice was ethereal and calm. It makes my heart flutter in a way that I don't recognize. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but darkness. My whole vision was void of light.

What is this feeling?

'Klyde.'

The voice called out again. There was a bright light that made me squint and blink. When I opened them, I was standing in a circular marble floor.

Everything around the floor was green grass that overlooked everything. The skies looked surreal like it was fake.

I looked around but I was alone.

'Klyde.'

I turned and saw a beautiful woman with white hair and very pale skin. No, it wasn't pale. It was white. But she didn't look sickly. It was as if the white skin was her actual skin and she doesn't carry disease or something.

What in the hell am I thinking?

'Klyde.'

She pointed at my chest but nothing was special there. I was wearing a white suit with gold detailing but nothing was out of the ordinary.

'Klyde.'

"What?" I asked her.

She kept pointing at my chest that it started to get irritating.

"What's up with my chest, lady?"

'Klyde.'

I walked over to her but she sank on the floor. The marble flooring was sinking along with the woman. Not long after, the hole got larger and it took me with it. The was a final message before I completely fell into the deep.

'Be careful, Klyde.'

"Klyde!"

I opened my eyes and was met with two pairs of worried ones. Their eyes softened before I was engulfed by the heat of a warm embrace.

"Don't scare us like that, damn it," Stephen said softly.

"Jeez, chill," I said and pushed their muscular bodies away. "I'm okay."

They looked at me once more before seductively biting their lips. There was a burning flame of desire lingering in their eyes and a surge of intense sexual tension oozing from their bodies. It was getting dangerous for me.

Their auras were affecting me.

"Kiss me–"

Aaron smashed his lips with mine before I could finish. His lips devoured mine and his teeth grazed on my lower lip. His hand wrapped around my cheek and he pulled back, only to let Stephen take over.

Stephen's kiss was full of hunger and thirst. His tongue forcefully opened my mouth and explored the wet cavern, like he was looking for something. My hands roamed behind Aaron's neck, pulling him in to join us in our passionate exchanging kisses.

Our tongues danced gracefully in a silent rhythm, lathering each other thoroughly. We pulled back to catch our breaths but continued not a second after.

My mates' hands found their way towards my neck, down my chest where they slipped their hands inside and teased my nipples. I wanted to pull back and moan but their other hands kept me in place, moaning in the middle of the kiss.

"Fuck me," I whispered when I got the chance.

Stephen ripped his shirt open while Aaron took his over his head. I was about to pull mine too when a pair of arms ripped it instead.

"My Armani," I cried but it was useless. Stephen threw the ripped shirt and nibbled on my nipple like he was a child sucking on his favorite candy.

"Fuck," Stephen said and paused. "Aaron, suck his other nipple."

Aaron quirked his brow before following. He breathed on my nipple that sent shivers down my spine before grazing his teeth and sucking on it as equally hungry as our other mate.

His eyes widened and looked at Stephen. He swallowed something but I didn't catch what it was.

"Fuck," Aaron cursed. "Babe, you're lactating."

"I'm what?"

"And it's fucking delicious," Stephen was about to dig in again but I covered my nipples.

"Isn't it weird?" I asked. "I mean, it's not for you. It's for our pups."

"Don't ruin the mood," Aaron playfully warned but I shook my head.

"Is it not weird for you?"

They both looked at each other before shrugging.

"It's okay for me," Aaron said. Stephen nodded and licked his lips.

"Just tonight?"

I gulped and looked at my hardened nipples. It did felt good.

Before I could think of anything else, my hands were raised and two hot mouths sucked on my already sensitive nipples.

I screamed in pleasure and felt my cum gush out my cock.

"Did you just cum?" Stephen playfully asked and opened my pants. He rubbed the tip of my cock and licked on his finger. "Your cum tastes as good as your milk babe."

Stephen bit my ear and whispered, "How many rounds can you last tonight?"

"One," I replied.

"Fourteen it is," Stephen grinned and winked.

I gulped before letting my mates do their way with me. We made love all through the night, keeping the problems aside and let ourselves enjoy the pure bliss of mating.

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