Gina, And Her Triplet Alphas

Third person narrative

“We need to make a diversion here, so that we’ll lose him, just in case he’s following us,” Zane said to Jasmine, as he looked around to see if they were being followed.

“He should have discovered by now, that you aren’t there, so we need to take a different route than usual,”

As he said this, he took a turn onto a lonely road. Jasmine just sighed as she let him take the lead. She was tired and felt weak.

“Does anyone know that you came to look for me?” She asked him, expecting that maybe they had forgiven her for what happened.

Zane sighed before answering. “No, no one wants to hear anything about you since what happened they’re all still angry, and we both understand why,”

Jasmine knew it, but she didn’t want to say it out loud, because she didn’t want to jinx things up.

She has had a terrible day and talking about things that would make her further said was not what she wanted. Nevertheless, she was curious to know why Zane had come to her rescue.

“Then why are you here? You brothers always do everything together,” she asked.

“Well, I’m still angry at what you did, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re my mate. I can’t leave you to die, no matter what,” Zane answered.

Jasmine smiled as she heard him say that, he made her feel better. Even if it was just one out of three, at least, this was progress. She went quiet, leaving Zane to focus on his driving.

The rest of the drive was quiet until Zane pulled up to a small cottage-like house. It was kind of in the middle of nowhere.

They both got down of the car and Jasmine looked around, confused.

“Where is this, and why are we here?” She asked.

“Well, we’re staying here for the night, then we can return home tomorrow morning,” Zane explained.

“Is it yours?” She asked as they walked up to the door.

“No, I know the owner. I just asked to stay for the night,” he replied and Jasmine nodded.

They got inside the house, and Jasmine immediately felt happy, because it was warm and cozy. She sat on the couch, resting heavily, she sighed.

“I’m hungry,” she said, as she looked up at Zane who was standing in front of her.

“Okay, I will check what they have, he said moving towards the kitchen. After going through the kitchen shelves and fridge, how about I make you some pasta,” he said to Jasmine.

“That will be fine,” she answered.

Her body was seriously aching and even though her solve gene had completed most of the healing process from her earlier wounds, she was itchy due to the sweat that had dried on her body.

Zane noticed her discomfort and said,

“Why don’t you go take a bath,” he suggested, walking up to her and pulling her to her feet.

“The bathroom’s over there,” he said as he led her to the bedroom door and opened it for her to get in.

“I’ll make it quickly,” he said and shut the door behind him.

She enters the room and sits on the bed for a while as her mind drifts to Noah. She would never have imagined that he was such a horrible person.

What if he had killed her? Her parents would never have known she was with him before her death. Her mind slowly drifted to Gina’s advice to her and Mia about informing each other about their whereabouts for security reasons.

She sighed heavily as she was grateful that she had escaped from Noah before he carried out his evil plans.

On perceiving some tummy-rumbling aroma, she realized that Zane maybe halfway through the pasta he was making. So she got up to go and shower.

She slowly removed all her clothes and folded them on the bed, before walking into the bathroom nude.

She turned on the shower, and hot water came flowing out of the shower head, she sighed as it calmed her nerves. Her body was still a little sore from all the running.

Jasmine grabbed the soap that was on the counter and massaged it on her skin, slowly washing off every dirt on her skin and enjoying how the water made her feel so satisfied.

All of a sudden, she heard the door to the bathroom open, and she got scared, and tried to cover herself because she didn’t know what or who made the sound.

She washed off the soap on her face, and she opened her eyes to see Zane standing at the door. He just stood there looking at her, with a smug smile on his face.

“What?” She asked him, laughing.

“Nothing just wanted to tell you that pasta is ready,” he said with a shrug as his eyes ran all over her body.

Just like his brothers, he had missed Jasmine a lot, and it was difficult for him to even concentrate on other things.

He and his brothers haven’t had s*x in like forever. So, it was quite hard for him to resist the urge to be consumed by the mere fact that she was in the same room with him.

His eyes traced every droplet of water on her skin, admiring and getting jealous of them.

“Go away,” she said, reaching for her towel.

“Why are you covering up, I have everything recorded with my eyes,” he teased.

“You pervert, you are just lying,” she said to him as he walked close to her.

“How’d you know I’m lying?” As he asked this, he had already gotten to where she was. Not minding the fact that he was getting drenched by the shower, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her wet body to his.

Jasmine was tired and hungry, that was obvious, but she had missed her mates. Being away from them for so long was hard on her, so she wasn’t going to waste the opportunity she got.

She reached up and wrapped her arms around Zane’s neck pulled him down to her height and crashed her lips on his.

Zane was kind of shocked because he didn’t expect him to be so direct and aggressive. He had even thought she would push him away because she was tired.

He smiled into the k**s and kissed her deeply. Jasmine m****d as Zane bit into her bottom l*p, pulling it with him as he pulled away from her.

He lowered his head and kissed her neck, trailing soft k****s down to her breasts. His hands left her waist and traced her curves, reaching her a*s and squeezing her cheeks, pulling them apart, before leaving them alone and moving to her thighs.

He caressed them for a while, tappin’ them, indicating that he wanted her to jump, and she did and wrapped her legs around his waist.

He focused his attention on her neck, leaving marks, while she dug her fingers into his hair, moaning loudly.

They were both desperate to feel each other and didn’t want to waste too much time, so Zane immediately moved his hands to unbuckle his bet and pull down his zipper. He pulled down the band of his briefs and pulled his hard d**k out, giving it a few strokes.

He moved forward, towards the wall, till Jasmine’s back hit the wall. He positioned his d**k on her p***y, and pushed in slowly. Jasmine m****d lowly, and Zane g*****d, her tight p***y squeezing him.

When he had gotten every inch in, he unwrapped her legs from around his waist and pulled them up to his shoulder. The position exposed her more and gave them both a new more pleasurable angle.

Zane started to push into Jasmine slowly, allowing her to get used to him before he increased his pace. He f****d into her faster, wanting more of the pleasurable feeling that he was getting.

Jasmine had placed her hands on his shoulders, as she m****d loudly at the sensation that was giving her goosebumps all over. She had missed this. s*x with the brothers was always amazing, and she never got tired of it, instead, it always left her wanting more.

Zane stretched his neck forward and placed his lips on Jasmine’s to k**s her, but she wasn’t responding at all, because the pleasure she was feeling had rendered her disoriented.

She was too busy moaning to respond to his k**s. Zane smirked when he noticed this, so he just stuck to playing with her breasts and n*****s.

Zane pulled away and decided to focus on his pounding her p***y silly. He leaned back, and thrust into Jasmine faster and harder, wanting to pleasure her as much as he could.

He f****d her till he saw that she was getting close to her climax. At this point, Jasmine was moaning wantonly, but just when she thought that she would finally get her climax, Zane pulled out.

“What?” She asked, out of breath. “What the hell are you doing?”

Zane just smirked and shrugged. He held his d**k and pushed it into her again, f*****g at the same pace as before.

“Yes!! That’s it, I’m cumming!” Jasmine m****d loudly.

Just as she was about to c*m, Zane pulled out again.

He was intentionally denying her her o****m, just so that the final one would be even more enjoyable for her.

“Please just let me c*m,” Jasmine cried.

She couldn’t take it anymore, she needed to c*m.

“Rub your clit,” Zane ordered her as he pushed back into her.

Jasmine began rubbing her clit vigorously, chasing her high. Zane was also close, Jasmine’s p***y was tight, and it was too good.

“f**k, you are so f*****g tight,?” He said, his breathing getting heavier.

Yes!

f**k!

Ah!

Jasmine kept moaning her head off.

“Are you close?” Zane growled.

“Yes… yes, I am,” Jasmine replied, her head resting back against the wall.

“c*m with me,” Zane ordered, and they both reached their climax, Jasmine screaming, as her body spasmed, and Zane pushing into Jasmine with everything he had.

Jasmine pulled Zane close to her, feeling extremely good. Her vision had gone white as her h**s also moved along with Zane’s. She never wanted it to end.

Zane g*****d into Jasmine’s ear, as he came inside her, his o****m so strong that his knees almost gave out.

They both rode out their highs, breathing heavily as they pulled back and kissed each other for the last time before Zane cleaned Jasmine up and carried her back to the room.

Jasmine’s body had gone limp. She was resting all of her weight on Zane. She was even more tired than she was before. She slept almost immediately her head hit the pillow.

At least, they were able to forget about their problems for a moment, and that was enough for them.

Zane pulled Jasmine to himself, and held onto her tightly, letting her fall asleep in his arms.