It's Dark Inside

Steak and Eggs

        The triplet’s house was a lovely cape cod style, with a completely open floor plan and a massive courtyard that connected to the backyard and a lake. It was beautiful, and fitting for them. Everything seemed durable, the walls were filled with concrete and all the furniture was made with metal or thick Australian Buloke wood. Made me wonder if the triplets were prone to breaking their things. The only thing that was soft was the couch and the beds.

                I looked around at everything before sitting on the dining room table. Redford was in the kitchen getting water, Ranger was sitting on the edge of the couch, and Royce was finding me a change of clothes since my forgotten bag was still at the pack house.

                “So, do all of you have separate rooms?” I asked, looking from Red to Ranger.

                Ranger nodded. “We do, why do you ask?”

                I shrugged a little. “I was just wondering how the sleeping thing was going to go. Do you take turns on who’s bed I stay in at night. I’m talking about actual sleeping, not having sex.”

                Redford growled a little from his place in the kitchen. “If you mention s*x again, you’re not even going to make it to a bed tonight.”  

                My body shook at the tone of his voice. “Okay, then back to my question.”

                “I’m not sure, we used to sleep in the same beds until we were fifteen. Mother thought it would be best to separate us while going through puberty and shifting for the first time. We just kind of, stayed like that I guess.” Ranger said as he yawned.

                I nodded. “So, before me, did you three share women? Or did you have separate girlfriends?”

                Ranger went wide eyed while Redford growled again before answering. “We’ve slept around when we were younger, Ranger spent two weeks on Veronica, but they never were exclusive. Me and Royce, would only sleep with a girl once and that was it. To answer your other question, then yes, with the only exception of that witch. Every other girl we have slept with, we’ve shared. We’re you worried that all three of us wouldn’t know what to do with you?”

                “No.” I said with a coy smile. “I figured with how you three have been with me that you really only shared women.”

                Royce came out from a hallway with clothes in hand. “I tried to find the most neutral shirt out of all our clothes for you. Wouldn’t be fair to my brothers if I picked out one of mine for you. And a pair of old shorts left by our mother a few years ago when she stayed here. If you don’t like the short’s there is a pair of sweat pants I bought and haven’t worn yet. Plus, underwear we had delivered for you a few days ago. There’s several pairs to choose from, I didn’t know what you would be more comfortable in.”

                “Thank you.” I took the clothes and headed to the bathroom right off the living room. The whole house was a single story with a large basement under that I could only imagine what it was for. Ranger had said they wanted a one story that way in case of emergency, you could get out through the windows easily. It was smart really.

                Not wanting to take forever, I took a lightning fast shower, feeling a thousand times better when I got out. I slipped on the grey t-shirt and came to the conclusion that this was a pretty old shirt. It was only a size or two bigger than what I normally wear, but the tag was definitely a man’s brand. I tied a knot in the front, turning it into a half shirt that showed a bit of my stomach and belly button. I looked at the shorts and wrinkled my nose. Don’t get me wrong, I had nothing against wearing something that belongs to their mother. But…If we ended up doing more than just sleep or relax and I ended up soaking through my panties…I didn’t want to think about my arousal being on their sweet mother’s clothes. So, sweat pants it is. The underwear I chose was a lacy white pair that hugged my curves and was heart shaped on my cheeks. The sweat pants were big, I had to use the drawstring and tie them the best I could. They still hung low on my hips exposing the lacy panties. Satisfied, I searched through the drawers and found a brush. After working on my hair for a minute of two I braided it into a loose and to the side. I took another moment to admire the three marks on my neck. Fully healed, they looked stunning to me. I knew exactly which one went to which brother. My hands lightly brushed each of them as I smiled to myself.

                “Mine.” I whispered before putting the hospital scrubs I had been dressed in, inside of the laundry hamper and returned to the brothers.

                “Something smells good.” I said coming back into the kitchen.

                The triplets glanced over in my direction, and I watched as all their eyes went dark.

                ‘Good girl, my love.’ Nyx cooed in my head.

                ‘I didn’t think I looked…’

                ‘Sexy? You did it without even thinking. We are so getting knotted soon.’ Nyx said with excitement. She was practically running circles in my mind.

                “Her dressing sexy is so not my fault this time.” Ranger said smacking Royce’s arm.

                Royce rolled his eyes. “I could have given her a potato sack and she still would be…”

                “Arousing?” Redford chimed in. “So much for giving her the night to rest, boys.”

                I giggled, trying to hide how wet I was getting just with them staring at me. “I’m fine, really. Plus, this is just lazy clothes.”

                “Sexy lazy clothes.” Royce mumbled.

                Ranger swallowed his arousal and gestured for me to sit at the table. “We made steak and eggs.”

                “Eggs at night?” I asked, plopping down in the chair.

                “Red made the steak while Ranger made the eggs. I just watched.” Royce said before bringing me a plate of food.

                I held back a laugh. “Do you know how to cook, Royce?”

                He shrugged. “I bake. I understand the oven, not the stove-top.”

                “He sucks at cooking.” Redford said sitting down to my left.

                “Like, really sucks at cooking.” Ranger sat in the chair to my right.

                Royce rolled his eyes. “Screw you two, both of you can’t bake for s**t. They burn toast ninety percent of the time.”

                I laughed out loud. “By the Goddess, you three are just too cute.”

                The triplets looked at me like I attacked their ego’s. Before looking to each other. Then they went back to eating.

                “Cute? I don’t think we’ve ever been called…cute.” Ranger whined.