MARRIED TO THE THREE ALPHAS

a man touched

ep

is-never with wonder in his eye

ot my other half, not like my alphas-but I was so young at the time. Lon

t wrong, but not like this. Not with the

il he was finishe

sn't

ver. Called me a whore, the ins

reate

ke hi

his

is oth

ext to the filthy metal dumpster he'd pi

male who stole something from me almost ten y

wolves to men and touched me.

wasn'

ans, then me in the middle. A freak. An abominat

st

ike any of those things.

elf in the middle of three huge males, their hands everywhere, their body heat stifling, their eyes penetrating. Nev

e me out there. Mor

x long years, I'd thou

ng low in my belly, scorching up my back and flaring at the nape of my neck. The only reassurance came from Kira, my inner

st melded

ain. I had no clue what triggered the fight, but the forest had gobbled up enough of

lik

ealed in

fade away over the years-but thes

se it

t did that come from darkness

or

d no

was that I didn't want

ng me as no human h

was a mountain of a male who soared over me-who crouched to run his nose down my shoulder to my neck, breathing me in, marking me with the brush of his lips. The first graze o

irm exploratio

en he had taken his fill, he kissed my palm, robin's-egg-blue eyes locked on mine, handsome mouth quirked in a way that made my belly squirm pleasantly. He then kissed the top of

, he was ten

an nipping at my earlobe, his huge hand wandering down m

e black-and-grey adverts I'd once seen in a subway tunnel, he was model handsome, destined to sell

met, fleetingly, desperately, his

outer thigh, up, up, up, until he reached my hip. His hand delved between my legs, and

o much. It wa

er into a distinctly masculine, musky smell, but there was so much more than that. Clashing scents, distinct but entangled, unique to each man-only I co

now him better. Detect goo

more clear-cut than words,

raver with her in the driver's seat, more confident in my abilities, in who I was. That hadn't always been the c

mountain cats and all manner of vicious beast.

ed neither of us was comfortable with it. I tried to make a hard left between the model and the blond, the gap between them barely wide enough to scoot through, but they were just as

sculpted bodies unlike any I'd ever seen before. In fact, this was my first brush with full nudity