Trapped With The Lycan Triplets

7.|| Caught in the act

Camilla’s POV

“You better make sure that the shirt doesn’t shrink, it’s really expensive.” Emma, the house mistress, instructed and I nodded in understanding as I carefully folded the triplets shirts.

It’s been more than a week now and after that night the triplets have never attempted to touch me or even called me to their room. I haven’t even seen them since that night.

“Camilla!” Emma called urgently and I left the laundry to go attend to her. Sexually, physically, mentally and emotionally frustrated, I listened as she asked me to clean up the triplets rooms and make sure it’s squeaky clean before they get back.

When she was done, I made my way out of the laundry room with the neatly folded clothes as I started distributing them in each of the triplets rooms.

Stopping at Dylan’s room, the room reeked of his strong energy, I could smell everything without even trying and the more I inhaled, the more damage it does to me.

Why haven’t they called me back? Did they know what I am already and are planning to kill me?

Tons of questions ran through my mind as I thought about the reason why they haven’t asked me to warm their beds yet. I’d thought it was probably because they already knew that I’m a witch but I made sure to lock that part of me away so there was no way for them to know that.

Moaning, I took in the scent of his deliciously strong perfume that came from one of his shirts as I made my way out of the room. Controlling myself, dumped the shirt in the basket and returned the rest of the triplets clothes while picking up the dirty ones too.

Cleaning their room, I recalled their gaze on me. The way they looked at me so lustfully like nothing else mattered at that moment but me. Their eyes glazing with need and hunger as they peered into mine.

Remembering their magnificent bulge that night sent the wrong signal to my body as I cleaned up their rooms. The thought of everything that happened that night makes me horny and needy but I tried to make sure that it didn’t interfere with my work.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Emma’s voice jolted me out of my dirty thoughts as I turned to see her behind me.

She didn’t see me press my boobs together did she?

“If Alpha Dylan sees his table in the wrong place you’ll be in so much trouble that you’d rue the day you started working here.” She added and I let out a sigh of relief.

She didn’t see what I was doing earlier.

“I’m sorry ma’am.” I apologized as I did everything in the room back the way I met it. The thought of the triplets was messing with me and I really needed it to stop.

I don’t want them coming into my life, I don’t need them ruining my perfect plan and I certainly do not need them to be sexually satisfied.

Cleaning the last room, I made my way to the kitchen and the aroma of the delicious food that was being cooked filled my nose as I picked my plate to be served.

Groaning, I ate heartily and to my fullest and I was grateful that at least the Crimsons treated their maids well. I finished eating, washed my dishes and made my way to my room.

My room looked a mess despite not having too much in it so I just decided to clean it up. Anything to get the thought of Dylan, Devin and Damien out of my head.

“You’re not attracted to them, they are not even all that handsome or whatever, it’s probably just because it’s been long since you had real s*x….” I tried to lie to myself but it wasn’t working.

The reason I was attracted to them wasn’t because it’s been long since I’ve had s*x. I had other ways to sexually satisfy myself so whatever it is that I feel for this triplets had more to it than meet the eye.

Laying on my bed; I covered my face with my palm as I tried to fathom what’s going on between me and the brothers. They hate me, I know they do and they’re not the first people to hate me but they also wanted my body.

I was ready to live with the fact that I would never mean anything to them but their little slut but the fact that they haven’t spoken to me in a week makes me so mad that I really feel like killing them all without thinking.

What does wanting men that are bullies and a threat to me makes me?

I was thirsty and not just the kind of thirst that you quench just by drinking water but a different kind of thirst. Closing my eyes, I shook all of the thoughts away and before I could realize what I was doing my fingers were pressing down hard on my n*****s.

One of my hands caressed my breast while the other made its way to my already stimulated c******s; pinching it hard, a breathy moan escaped my parted lips as I rubbed my hand on my wet panties.

Imagining the brothers naked made me even more horny and I couldn’t get the image of their huge bulge out of my head. Rubbing myself from my thighs up to my stomach and then back to my boobs slowly.

I rubbed my breasts softly, squishing and squeezing it as hard as I could before making my way with my fingers down to my c**t as I rubbed it up and down.

Using two of my fingers, I glided over the middle of my p***y and c******s, rubbing it slowly I soon started to rub it fast but gently, my body was demanding the desperate need to release the building orgasm.

As fast as I could, I started finger f*****g myself with two of my fingers and I could feel my orgasm about to push me to the edge as I moved my other hand to my boobs, rubbing my n*****s and stimulating them while I f****d myself really hard with my fingers.

Placing my thumb and my index finger on both sides of my c******s, I squeezed down hard on it and I could feel my body vibrating.

Closing my eyes, I pulled off my already wet pant completely as sliding it to the side wasn’t working for me. I picked up one of my pillows and placed it between my legs, squeezing it hard between my legs with both my thighs.

Even more frustrated as I didn’t seem to be finishing, I changed my position and folded the pillow in half as I straddled it. Resting all of my weight right down on it, I adjusted it so that it’s pressed firmly against my p***y before riding.

My eyes rolled in ecstasy as I humped my pillow, throwing my head back as I kept riding. My eyes darted over to the little cupboard in my room and that was when I remembered that I had a vibrator.

Jumping off my pillow, I made my way to the closet to get my vibrator. I’d gotten it when Emma had sent me on an errand and since the triplets wouldn’t do anything to quench my burning desire, I had to find a way to do it myself.

Turning it on, I rubbed it all over my body and the vibrating caused my body to shake. My tie curled in pleasure as I placed the vibrator on my n*****s.

Pulling on both sides of the bed, I picked the vibrator back up and used it on my c**t, rubbing it up and down as I spread my legs widely to give me more access to f*****g myself properly.

My body shook and my eyes rolled, I could hear my heart and my head pounding as I felt the intense need to c*m. Holding my leg up with one hand, I used the other to rub the vibrator up and down my p***y before inserting it in.

“Oh fuck.” I moaned, biting my lower lips as I twirled it around before thrusting it inside me as hard, fast and deep as I could. My eyes closed tightly and I imagine the triplets working on me with their fingers.

I imagined Dylan’s wet tongue on my throbbing p***y while Devin and Damien took each of my boobs in their mouth, stimulating my n*****s with their tongue and helping their brother grant even easy access into me with his tongue.

“Damn.” I let out a loud moan before covering my mouth with my free palm as I kept rubbing the vibrator on my c**t.

Pushing up on my elbow to glance down at my other hand and how extremely wet my p***y made my bed, I threw my head back, panting really hard as I felt the intense urge to orgasm.

“So f*****g close.” I moaned to myself, tears of pleasure trickling down my eyes as I’d already left the vibrator to keep buzzing inside me while I squished my boobs.

I was so close to my orgasm as I held the vibrator deep inside of me and just when I was about to explode in my bubbles of pleasure, my door flew open and not only that, the vibrator went right out of my hand with my legs spread apart as I stared at the entity by the door in shock.

It was Dylan.