Fated to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 61: Will They Even Fit?

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Chapter 61

~Xavier’s POV~

The moment my lips crashed onto hers, something inside me snapped loose, and Jade melted against me. She tasted warm and soft, and the bond surged so violently through my chest that I felt it echo into my bones.

Her hands curled into my shirt as if she needed something solid to hold onto, and I deepened the kiss without thinking, swallowing the soft gasp that slipped from her mouth, but the moment was quickly interrupted.

"Xavier," Xander growled possessively. "We want her, too."

Reluctantly, I pulled back slightly, breathing hard. Jade’s lips were swollen and incredibly tempting. Her cheeks flushed furiously, and her blue eyes dazed as she looked between us.

Before she could catch her breath and I could respond, Xander stepped forward and turned her toward him. He stared down at her for a fraction of a second, his gaze softening in a way only she could draw from him, before he claimed her lips.

Jade gasped into the kiss.

Xade did not wait for an invitation. He stepped to her side, gathered her damp hair in one hand, and pressed his lips to the bare skin of her neck. She arched instinctively. The moan that slipped out was swallowed by Xander’s mouth.

Xade’s hand slid up her neck from behind, his fingers tangling in her hair as he bit down gently on her earlobe. Another muffled cry vibrated against Xander. Xander swallowed all of her breathy screams.

I watched them devour her for only a heartbeat before my own restraint frayed. Our mate stood between us, finally ours, and every instinct screamed to claim, protect, and worship her all at once.

I stepped closer and let my hand glide up her side before I firmly cupped her breast over the fabric of the oversized shirt, giving it a soft squeeze.

Her moan came out much louder this time, vibrating through the bond and made all three of us still for half a second.

"My turn," Xade announced, his voice dark with desire.

He slowly turned Jade away from Xander to face him. Xander immediately dropped on one kee, his hands tracing along her waist as if memorizing every inch before they gripped her thighs to play with the lower half of her body.

Within seconds, the unmistakable, maddening smell of her arousal began to fill the living room, mixing with her natural sweetness. It was intoxicating, and the beast inside me clawed at my chest, entirely unable to hold back anymore.

"Stop," I breathed out, stepping away and forcing myself to create a few inches of distance. "We are not doing this here. You need to be comfortable, Jade."

"Agreed," Xade muttered, though his eyes never left her flushed face. Xander nodded from his position on the floor, his breathing ragged.

I wasted no time. I stepped forward, scooped Jade up into my arms, and carried her straight upstairs. Xade and Xander followed closely behind. As soon as we crossed the threshold into my bedroom, I set her down gently on her feet.

The lock clicked sharply behind us. I spared a glance to see that Xander had sealed us inside.

He stepped up beside her, his massive frame towering over her. "Are you ready for this?" he asked, his tone serious despite the heavy lust radiating from him. "Are you absolutely okay with this? Because once we start..."

"I know," Jade answered softly, looking right back at him without a single ounce of fear.

"It may hurt," Xade reconfirmed, stepping closer to her other side. "And we will not have complete control."

Jade actually smiled, a sudden, confident spark lighting up her blue eyes. "I think we’ve come past this. We can’t stop now after you’ve already had a taste and neither can I."

All three of us smiled at that.

"I am definitely not complaining," I added, stepping into her space and capturing her lips again.

This kiss was slower, deeper. While my tongue stroked hers, Xander instantly went back to her lower half, his hands gripping her waist, while Xade resumed his open-mouthed kisses and sucking along the sensitive line of her neck and shoulder.

I pulled back just enough to grip the hem of the oversized shirt. I pulled it up and off her body in one fluid motion, tossing it onto the floor.

Jade shied away a little, her hands coming up to cover her chest. But as we took in her flawless skin, my eyes caught something peeking out from the fabric of her bra.

"Wait," I said sharply, catching her wrists to stop her from covering up.

Jade looked up at me, her eyes wide and confused. My fingers moved on their own accord. I reached out and pushed the lace covering her bra down just a little bit more.

A familiar black and gold mark glared back at us—a star cradled perfectly within a crescent moon. Recognition hit all three of us at once.

"You..." Xade began, the word catching in his throat.

"You have our mark," Xander finished, standing up slowly, his eyes locked on her chest.

I brushed my thumb across it. The mark pulsed faintly under my touch.

Jade looked away, her cheeks burning. I understood immediately. She had hidden it because she was afraid of what it meant.

"You said it was a tattoo and not a mark," Jade defended quietly, her voice trembling slightly.

I glanced at my brothers, a heavy realisation settling over them, and I exhaled a long breath. We had lied, and she knew it, thus hiding the truth.

"We believed it was a cursed mark," I explained gently. "A mark symbolizing our curse or something terrible. To avoid drawing attention to it as we grew older, we got matching tattoos of a wolf. It was mostly to hide the star and crescent moon birthmark underneath."

Jade gave a slow nod at my explanation, her tense shoulders dropping slightly. "I’m sorry I did not say anything. I had to make sure. I’ve had mine since I was born."

"Do you know what this means?" Xade asked from behind her, his voice thick with awe. Jade shook her head. "It means that we are destined," Xade told her.

"Or cursed," she added, a sliver of doubt creeping into her tone.

I stepped forward, placing a firm finger across her lips to silence her. "You aren’t cursed, and we won’t be cursed for much longer. So stop worrying your lovely head. We are mates, and that is what matters."

I did not give her a chance to argue. I kissed her deeply, swallowing her surprised gasp. At the exact same time, Xander slid his hand beneath the waistband of her baggy shorts.

Jade moaned into my mouth as Xander pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss directly against her groin right through the fabric.

"Time to get these off," I growled against her lips.

"Let’s get her to the bed," Xander suggested through the mindlink.

We guided her backwards until her knees hit the edge of the mattress, and she fell back onto the dark sheets. We moved in unison to strip her completely.

Xade reached behind her and unhooked her bra, while I pulled the straps down and tossed it aside, revealing her full, perky, standing breasts.

Xander’s fingers hooked into the waistband of the shorts and tugged them down inch by inch. Xade’s mouth returned to her neck, sucking lightly at the spot just below her ear.

Jade’s cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of red in pure embarrassment.

"You are so fucking beautiful," I murmured, my eyes dragging over every inch of her.

"Flawless," Xade agreed hoarsely.

Xander did not waste words. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and dragged them down her legs slowly, savouring the sight.

As soon as her completely shaved pussy was exposed to the cool air of the room, Xander leaned in close, inhaled her intoxicating scent deeply, and exhaled a sharp, ragged breath as his eyes darkened.

"Fuck."

We took a moment to just admire what was laid out for us. Then, we moved. We stripped off our clothes swiftly, tossing our pants and shirts to the floor, until all three of us came to stand around her bed in all our naked glory.

We watched silently as her wide eyes took us in. Her gaze traced over our broad chests, moving tentatively down our abs, following the deep V-lines going down to our groins, until her eyes finally landed on the three proud, fiercely erect cocks pointing directly at her.

Jade swallowed hard, her breath hitching in the quiet room. "Fuck," then she whispered, almost to herself. "Will they even fit?"