The Triplets And Their Mysterious Mate

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Calista POV

I think I broke the triplets. Dean stood frozen, his eyes wide with shock. Cade fumbled for words, his voice shaky and uncertain. Tate, on the other hand, resembled a wind-up toy in a hyperactive frenzy. The room filled with tension as I granted him permission to touch me, causing that dragon wolf of his to sweep me off my feet and carry me swiftly to the bedroom. His eyes, brighter than ever, revealed the struggle he was facing to maintain control.

As he gently tossed me onto the bed, I could feel the softness of the sheets beneath me. The suddenness of his movements caught me off guard, but I managed to sit up. The air was heavy with anticipation and a mix of fear and excitement filled the room. Cade burst in, his voice echoing loudly, breaking the charged atmosphere.

"DAMNIT, take it easy! Get control of yourself or I will forcefully remove you from this room," Cade snapped at Tate, his words reverberating through the space. The sounds of their confrontation mingled with the pounding of my heart.

Ignoring Cade's warning, I extended my hand towards Tate, ready to face whatever consequences may come. Our eyes locked, his contrasting gaze captivating me. His body remained still, as if he were holding back an inner storm. With a trembling hand, he reached out to me, regaining control. I could sense his nervousness, a slight tremor in his touch. It was a strange sensation, realizing that the triplets were more anxious about mating than I was.

As Cade approached, caution evident in his voice, I halted his advance. Slowly, deliberately, I sat up and removed my top. The room filled with the scent of anticipation, mingling with the musky scent of desire. I took hold of Tate's hand, guiding it to the hem of my shorts. The touch of his hand against my skin sent a wave of electricity through me. His eyes shifted to a more normal color, signaling his regained control.

He slid the shorts off me, the fabric slipping against my skin with a soft rustle. Tate's gaze lingered on me, his eyes darting from my face to my exposed body with hunger.

Turning towards his brothers, Tate questioned them with a mixture of curiosity and disbelief. "How the f**k were you able to hold yourselves back when you've both seen her?"

"Simple, we refuse to hurt her," Dean responded.

Naked in front of these three men, I should be feeling incredibly self-conscious and vulnerable. Yet, an unexpected sense of comfort enveloped me, numbing any awkwardness that should have arisen. The soft fabric of the bed beneath me caressed my skin, providing a gentle support.

"So, you three going to just stay frozen? I'm not a naked piece of art," I chuckled, the sound filling the room and echoing off the walls.

A smirk played on Dean's lips as he undid the button on his pants. He climbed onto the bed on my side, the mattress creaking slightly in protest. His warm hand brushed against my cheek, the soft touch sending a shiver down my spine. His lips met mine, creating a gentle warmth that radiated through me.

Tate hovered over me, his lips touching my bare skin. The mattress dipped on my other side as Cade got on, causing a faint ripple of movement. The air was filled with a mixture of their scents.

A third set of lips met my skin, trailing a path of delicate kisses down my neck. The sensation sent tingles of pleasure coursing through my veins, the feeling intensifying as Cade's teeth grazed my skin before biting me. A soft moan escaped my lips.

Dean's voice cut through the haze of sensations. "Only a little, Cade, or she will pass out," he warned, his tone laced with concern. Cade pulled away, his absence leaving a void that yearned to be filled.

"Focus on her n*****s, she likes that," Dean instructed, his voice thick with desire. My body responded to his words, my senses heightening with anticipation. I squirmed beneath their touch, the bed shifting beneath me, as one of them took my n****e into their mouth.

"Told you," Dean teased, his voice filled with satisfaction. The room was alive with the symphony of our mingled breaths, the sounds of pleasure and desire intertwining.

"I'm sure I can make her squirm even more," Tate claimed, his voice dripping with confidence. Slowly, his lips trailed down my body, mapping a path of tantalizing sensations. Dean continued to focus on my lips, his kisses igniting a fire within me.

Cade's warm, soft lips stayed focused on my chest. As Tate parted my legs, my anticipation grew, and I could feel my heart racing. I tried to speak, but all that escaped my lips was a gasp, overwhelmed by the sensation of his tongue slowly tracing up my thigh. A low, rumbling growl escaped his throat, adding to the intensity of the moment.

Tate's deep voice resonated through the air, his words vibrating against my skin, "You are beyond sexy." The sound of his voice sent a shiver down my spine, heightening my desire.

Cade joined in, his voice laced with desire, "And she's ours, even without our mark. She is ours, only ours."

Their banter ignited a fire within me, intensifying my arousal. It was hard to believe that I had allowed myself to be in this situation, but the pleasure they brought me made it impossible to resist. As Tate's tongue slid against my entrance, a moan escaped my lips. The warmth he gave me, combined with the pleasure coursing through my body, was intoxicating. "f**k, you taste good," he growled, his words fueling my desire. I arched my body in response, overwhelmed by the sensory overload.

Meanwhile, Cade's teeth gently nipped at my n****e, adding a delicious mix of pleasure and slight pain. Dean's tongue plunged into my mouth, igniting a passionate kiss that left me breathless. The combination of their touches, sounds, and tastes drove me to the brink of ecstasy.

"Good girl," Tate growled against my skin, his words sending waves of desire through me. "I need you soaking," he continued, his voice filled with urgency, as he continued to pleasure me with his mouth.

As he broke away, his strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me into Cade's lap. I could feel the warmth of his body against mine as he held me close and tight. "Tell me, Calista, have you ever pleasured yourself?" Cade asked. His hand slowly moved down my body, making my skin tingle.

"No,"I admitted as his fingers lightly brushed against my entrance. His lips grazed my neck, sending waves of pleasure through me. With his fingers, he stimulated me, and I couldn't help but moan. At that moment, Tate moved up the bed, his hand gently resting on my cheek before capturing my lips in a hungry kiss.

As Tate kissed me, Cade plunged two fingers inside me, causing me to yelp in both surprise and pleasure. Cade whispered, "Dean will be the first to have you, Calista. We trust him to be gentle with you." My body trembled with anticipation.

"If this feels good, you're going to go crazy when we claim you." Tate growled . My whole body quivered, and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed by how good it felt.

"That's it, Calista."Cade's voice filled the air. Suddenly, I orgasmed just from his fingers.

"Dean, she is ready for you," Cade spoke, and I watched as Dean got out of bed and removed his pants. My heart skipped a beat. I had felt his size when I touched it, but I couldn't help but wonder how he would fit inside me without tearing me apart.

"I think she's in shock," Tate teased as Cade gently moved me back onto the bed, and Dean hovered over me.

"I'll do my best not to hurt you too much," Dean whispered against me, his warm breath tickling my ear.

I felt him positioning himself, gliding his tip against my entrance before thrusting into me.

I was left breathless, my chest heaving as a tear trickled down my cheek, the salty taste lingering on my lips. The pain was more intense than I had anticipated, a sharp ache coursing through me. But he knew, he understood, and it was evident in the gentleness of his touch.

I could feel Tate's hand on me as well, a comforting presence trying to soothe the tension in my body. As Dean withdrew and then thrust back inside, a sharp cry escaped my lips. His movements were deeper now, his presence fully realized, and I realized that the first time had been only a fraction of what he was capable of. I gasped for breath, the sound of my own voice echoing in my ears.

Dean's presence overwhelmed me, and I took a moment to catch my breath, the air heavy with anticipation. Cade's voice surrounded me like a soft symphony, soothing and comforting. As Dean's lips met mine again, I could taste the raw desire on his tongue.

The pain slowly subsided, replaced by a warm, tingling sensation that spread through my body like a gentle caress. His intense gaze locked onto mine, holding me captive in a sea of desire.

I felt Dean's hand move to my side, his touch igniting a fire within me. Could I truly stay with them? Could this connection transcend beyond a mere week?

Whispering against my ear, Dean's voice was filled with longing and vulnerability. His thrusts grew harder, hitting a spot within me that sent waves of pleasure crashing through my body as I orgasmed. "I want to be linked to you," he confessed, his words dripping with sincerity. "I only want you."

In that moment, I released all my inhibitions, allowing my true self to emerge. My power surged through me, enveloping us in its electric embrace. "She's glowing," Tate exclaimed, his voice filled with awe.

Dean's movements became more urgent, matching the rhythm of my racing heart. I let out a cry of ecstasy as pleasure consumed me, overwhelming my senses. It was then that I felt it, the same sensation I had experienced when I saved Tate. Unbeknownst to me, my mark was forming on Dean, sealing our connection.

As the mark completed its formation, Dean's movements became wild and unpredictable. It was as if an explosion of passion had been unleashed within him. With a final, intense release, he filled me with his essence, his seed intertwining our destinies. And in that moment, he withdrew from me, leaving us breathless and connected in a way words couldn't describe.

"Do you feel alright?" Dean's voice broke through the silence, but I was more than okay. I let out a quiet sigh as I reached up, brushing my fingers over the mark I had left on his skin. "I'm yours now, Calista," he whispered, his words tinged with possessiveness.

Tate's laughter filled the air. "Are you tired yet?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement.

I shook my head, a smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Far from it," I replied, my voice filled with anticipation.

"Good," Tate growled, the sound sending a thrill through me. He pushed his pants off, the fabric sliding down his legs. "Remember what you called me at the party?" he asked, his hands exploring my body. "Guard dog," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

He turned me around, his hands guiding me onto my knees. "Then I'll be your dog," he growled, taking hold of my arm and pulling it behind me. With his free hand, he positioned himself and grabbed my side possessively. Without warning, he thrust into me, the sensation causing a cry to escape my lips.

Cade's voice cut through the air, a warning to Tate. "Don't hurt her," he cautioned.

"She's in no pain, are you, Calista?"Tate asked. I could only manage a breathless "Good" as he continued to move within me.

The pleasure intensified, my body feeling alive and electrified. "My goddess, Calista," Tate spoke, his words filled with desire. I gripped the headboard of the bed, searching for something to ground myself as the intense pleasure filled my senses, colors dancing before my eyes.

Tate's forcefulness contrasted with Dean's, but the thought of either of them was intoxicating. The anticipation of being passed to Cade next sent a rush of excitement through me. "Good girl," Tate murmured against my skin as my orgasm crashed over me.

My heart raced as Tate's strong hands gripped me tighter, his body pressing against mine with a primal force. The room echoed with the symphony of our passion, moans mingling with the sound of skin slapping against skin.

With each thrust, a surge of electricity shot through me, igniting a fire deep within. The air crackled with an unrelenting desire, our bodies entwined in a dance of pure carnal hunger.

The intensity grew, escalating into a crescendo of pleasure and wild abandon. Sweat dripped from our bodies, mingling with the scent of raw desire that hung heavy in the air.

"You feel so good, I could stay in you forever. But I'll be nice and let Cade have a turn," he said, his movements growing harder. My moans filled the room as I felt his climax, his release dripping from my body as he pulled away, leaving me in a state of shock.

Tate gently maneuvered me, positioning me directly on top of Cade. As I settled onto him, I could hear the faint sound of his anticipation. His eyes spoke volumes, expressing his intense desire to claim me. "Are you still okay?" Cade asked me, his voice filled with concern.

"Yes," I replied, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. I could sense his gaze on me, his eyes drinking in my beauty both inside and out. It was as if my inner strength had captivated him just as much as my external allure.

His fingers traced over my now healed shoulder, the sensation a gentle reminder of the progress we had made together. A smile played on his lips as he noticed the improvement. "I'm happy," he whispered, guiding my body with his hands on my hips. I felt his tip pressing against my entrance, a momentary pause before he filled me completely.

As I began to move on my own, a surge of pleasure coursed through me. I relished in the newfound control, knowing that my actions were driving us both to the brink of ecstasy. Cade's movements matched mine, the rhythm building as he skillfully hit all the right spots.

"f**k, if you could see your face right now, Calista," Cade moaned, his words mingling with the sounds of our pleasure. Another orgasm washed over me, my body trembling in its wake. I leaned in, craving the taste of Cade as he thrusted into me. Our lips met, and his arms wrapped around me, taking control and intensifying our connection.

I gasped as a surge of desire electrified my senses. Every thrust was like a lightning strike, sending shockwaves through my body. The world blurred into a haze of pleasure as our bodies moved in perfect sync.

Heat enveloped us, consuming all rational thought. Time stood still, lost in the vortex of our carnal desires.

Unable to form coherent words, my moans and gasps conveyed the intensity of my desire. Cade, too, was lost in the moment, seeking my touch as I gave myself to him while he reached his climax."We all belong to you now, Calista. We've only ever wanted our mate. Thank you," Cade expressed, his voice filled with gratitude.

The three of us knew this was just the beginning, a mere glimpse of the untamed passion that awaited us. And in that moment, as our bodies cooled and our heartbeats slowed, I knew that I had found my perfect storm in Dean, Cade and Tate.

"I want your marks," I breathed out, my desire burning within me.

"Right now," Tate pleaded, his longing evident.

"I can't," I began, my voice filled with a mix of longing and caution, "we still have to wait a few days."

"If you mark me, it has to be in the ocean," I continued, my voice tinged with a touch of desperation. But the reality of the situation weighed on me, and I knew we couldn't risk it right now.

"I don't think it will work otherwise," I confessed honestly.

"We will wait then," Cade said.

"Hearing that you accept us, that's enough right now," he added, his words caressing my ears like a gentle whisper. Cade helped me off of him. I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. But amidst the fatigue, there was a spark of happiness, brighter than anything I had ever experienced.

"Calista," Dean's voice broke through my thoughts, laced with a hint of worry.

"She's just tired," Cade reassured him, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "I can feel it now that she marked us."

I closed my eyes, allowing the darkness to envelop me. It was like a comforting blanket, wrapping me in its embrace. "Sleep now, Calista," Dean's voice whispered in my ear, his words like a gentle lullaby. "Don't worry, we will take care of you." And as sleep claimed me, I trusted them completely, knowing that they would be there, guiding me through the darkness.