Bound To The Holland Triplet

Chapter3.

"Arrgh!"

Julian growled, kicking the grass with a temper and I flinched. I was pinned on the spot by equal parts shock and terror. My head went blank suddenly, and I was unable to think.

I had come out here to find my mate, but Chris was nowhere to be found. Rather, I found them—the three people I hated most in my life.

"No..."

I whispered, shaking my head vigorously at the possible reality.

"Mates, Nat.. it's them."

My wolf purred, and cold chills washed over me. Now, I am convinced the moon goddess hated me. For a moment, I didn't understand how I felt. Different emotions ran through my veins and I couldn't keep up. It went from confusion to pain and heartache, then Lust?

First I made eye contact with Orion, and I was locked in. He had barely said anything and that hit me with a weird feeling. When I managed to drag my eyes away, they fell on the other two and the feelings intensified. Suddenly there was tension among us, our heart beats echoing in my ears. I suddenly took notice of their features. Sharp jawlines, lips to die for and muscular shoulders, I could already imagine what they would feel like. They now looked different in my eyes, scented differently too, in ways that drove me nuts.

"Stop Nat...."

I snapped my eyes shut at the weird feeling rippling in my blood.

What was wrong with me?

I soon realized it was not just me. They felt the same way because their eyes wouldn’t get off me. Molten gold eyes shimmered, roaming over my body like I was the most attractive thing in the universe.

They took equal steps forward, towards me and the surrounding air became restricted. I felt smokey hot despite being out in the cold night.

"This can't be real."

Orion said with a hint of sadness in his voice. I could see the struggle in their eyes, a fight between desire and duty. They tried to pull back, but their bodies betrayed them, inching them closer, as if drawn by an unforeseen force.

I would have run off at that moment if it was in my power to do so, but I was pinned down.

One minute they were unsure and the next, they were all over me, sniffing and savoring my scent. Their warm breath brushed over my skin, making my whole body tremble.

"You guys..."

I whispered, my voice a breathy rasp.

Their hands came over me, pulling down each of my sleeves and I shuddered, my legs weakening. I pressed my back against the roughness of a tree, grounding myself. I was smitten and they were relentless. Their hands gripped my waist, pulling me into them. Hands traced my thighs from under my dress up to the warm wetness between my legs. I was dripping. A low groan ripped from their throats and an electrifying sensation washed over me. I wanted them. Scrap that—needed them.

I inched closer, against their growing hardness, urging them to take me right there and then. Warm lips covered my mouth the next instant. Another trailed my bare t**s, capturing the bud with his teeth. Hands grabbed my thighs, wrapping them around his waist. Then, there came the thrust, gentle at first, then wild. I cried out in pleasure, my breathing ragged. I didn’t know how, but they worked in perfect sync, satisfying my needs.

They left me trembling against the tree moments later with our breaths echoing in my ears. Just then, we heard the crackling of dry leaves close by, and it snapped us back to reality.

“s**t!”

They pulled away sharply, and I tried to catch myself. But I didn't miss the look on their faces now. It reeked with regret and disgust.

A wave of mortification hit me and I struggled between hiding my face, red from pleasure and adjusting my dress. I heard a low growl slip from their throats and before any of them could say a word, I ran off into the dark night.

"What have you done?"

I groaned, hitting both sides of my face as I paced the floor of my small bedroom. I had not been able to get any rest since I got in. No matter how hard I tried, nothing could stop my mind from thinking about what had just happened. The disgusted look on their faces after our moment sat heavily at the top of my mind out of everything. How cruel of the universe.

I had never felt more stupid and embarrassed my entire life. How did I let myself fall so loose?

The official mating ceremony was tomorrow, and it was terrifying that I would still face them. But nonetheless, I looked forward to seeing them. The sensation from earlier still lingered and, somehow, I wished the moment had never ended.

"Arrgh."

***

"The ceremony is in two hours, you should hasten up if you ever want to make it."

Eden spat, walking past me. I looked down at the heap of shoes before me, yet to be polished, and my shoulders dropped. Exhaustion was my second name at this point, but I had to keep going lest they lock me out and there was no way I would appear at the ceremony in what I had on.

Not that I cared about tonight and the ceremony. In fact, I would give anything not to show up, but that would mean going against the pack rule. Everyone must assemble in the ballroom at midnight for the official mate locking.

Speaking about tonight, I was anxious about what it held. Aside from being mates to the worst men in the world, I was scared of how people would react when they found out. I was only a peasant and being mates with the alpha's sons would definitely cause a stir.

Workers walked past me in preparation for the ball and I shook off the thought, scrubbing the shoes vigorously.

"Ouch!"

I winced at the sharp cut on my palm from the iron sponge.

"Careful."

A deep voice said behind me and I froze. My heart picked up an instant race when I caught the whiff of their scent, the triplets. One offered me the sponge I had dropped, and it took me all the courage in the world to look up to his face. It was Orion.

The three of them stood staring at me and I forgot how to breathe. They had a charming smile on, their gazes calm and sweet.

"See you tonight." Lucien winked, then walked away with his brothers.

For the next hour, my head reeled. The triplets never smile at just anyone, but they did to me. That meant only one thing: They too couldn't get over the moment we shared last night.

I smiled at my reflection in the mirror, running my hands along my white-flowered dress. It was new and I loved it for tonight.

The sound from the ballroom hit my ears as I approached it and I suddenly felt like throwing up from anxiety.

"Calm down Nat… You just—"

"There she is. We have been waiting for you."

The door threw open immediately and Orion stepped out, smiling. He took my hand before I knew it and ushered me in, his brothers right behind us.

I suddenly became the center of attention as they led me through the middle. Wide eyes and dropped jaws emerged from every corner. I could melt from anxiety at that point, but Orion gave me a reassuring look, while gluing me to his side.

We reached the front stage in no time and the ceremony kicked off. It got to our turn, and they were about to announce us, but Julian stepped up to the stage instead. Without saying a word, he nodded at the other side of the room and everyone turned to look.

Gasps filled the room at first, followed by chuckles and laughter. I was lost, until I realized they were pointing and in fact laughing at me. My eyes snapped up at a screen I didn’t know was there instantly, and a video of the triplets f*****g me in the woods knocked me off.

"What? Are you ashamed of yourself too?"

Lucien smirked, his eyes scanning me condescendingly.

"No—how?"

I whispered, hit by a sudden wave of mortification.

"There are cameras everywhere in this pack, dumb"

Orion sneered with a head shake. I shuddered in pain, glancing around for a remote or something. Anything to put an end to this show of humiliation. But giggling echoed in my ears instead, and I stopped, taking wobbly steps back.

Julian slammed his hand on the table suddenly and silence fell in the room at once.

"Now the whole world has seen you for who you really are: A worthless slut.” He sneered, then continued.

“On behalf of my brothers and me, I reject you, Natasha Reah, as our mate."