Page 79 of Knot your Princess
I can't respond, my body shaking uncontrollably from the potent force of his knot's power. Instead, I pull his head closer to mine and press my lips passionately against his, claiming what is now ours forevermore. In Atlas’s words, he has levelled up. Levelled up to our prime alpha. His knot is bulging in my pussy, nearly splitting me open.
Gasping for breath, I offer up my neck. He bites down on the same side as he did earlier, trying to avoid the other bites as much as possible.
“I’m so happy,” I rasp when he releases me. “Our perfect little family. Our baby is so lucky to have all of you.”
“We love you, princess,” he murmurs, brushing my hair out of my face when I turn to him.
“Are you our princess?” Cain asks, a slight smirk adorning his lips.
“Yes. I am your princess.”
“We will spend the rest of our lives loving you, our babies, and each other.” Trent says with a soft smile.
Returning it, gazing up at him with adoration and knowing that this is only the beginning of a bright, fantastic future.
Epilogue
Sugar
Three Years Later
“No,” I say firmly, shaking my head at the woman pointing at the small screen in front of me. “No, nope, not happening. Look again.”
“Sugar baby,” Cain murmurs in my ear. “We are having triplets.”
I sink back against the bed and then look up with a mix of panic and surprise. Taking my inhaler from Cain, I breathe it in deeply, gasping for breath. My heart races; I am not panicking but shocked by the news in front of me. Triplets? Three babies? The thought boggles my mind so much that I momentarily forget to breathe as air flows into my lungs rapidly and frantically through the plastic mouthpiece. Nico takes the inhaler from me and helps me out, staying calm and stoic, which is his way and why I love him. He gives me breathing room while my husband delivers the news that I am carrying three babies.
“No!” I roar, panic setting in. “No!” I wheeze, taking a puff. “I already have triplets. I already have tripletomegas.” Growling, I grab Cain’s t-shirt, pulling him towards me. “I can’t do that again. No, we cannot have another set of triplets! No! No! Look again, please!” I implore her, but she just smiles serenely, probably thinking, thank fuck, it’s not me.
“Sugar baby,” Cain says again, looking to Trent for assistance, although what he expects him to do is anyone’s guess. He may be shit hot, sexy, and rich, but he can’t make three babies disappear.
That’s when it hits me so hard that I need to take another puff on my inhaler. I don’t want them to disappear. I want them so badly, my heart aches to think of them not here with me.
“Triplets,” I say with a laugh, but I’m not hysterical this time. “Oh, my God, we’re having triplets!”
“Yep. Definitely triplets and definitely mine this time. I was the only one to mate with you during your last heat.”
“That you were,” I murmur, not really remembering the heat, but knowing Cain was the only one available to service me.
I giggle and kiss him, letting go of his tee and sitting back to take in the enormity of this endeavour. My three little girls are a handful that needs constant attention. Luckily, they have five parents who dote on them and worship the ground they walk on. Even though business sometimes takes some of them far away, there is always more than enough of us to ensure their security and safety.
“Knock-knock.” My mother enters the room without being bid entry.
“You know there should only be one other person in here with you,” the sonographer complains to me.
“Sorry,” I murmur, knowing it’s pointless.
“Well?” Mum asks eagerly.
“Triplets!” Cain replies gleefully.
“Oh! Oh!” She cries, clapping her hands. “Oh, that’s adorable.”
“Yeah, easy for you to say,” I grumble. “Like it’s not hard enough running the Quinn pack since you and Daddy decided to retire, now I have triplets times two to take care of.”
“Delegate to your brothers,” she says, waving her hand dismissively. “That is what they’re there for.”
“Humph.” My three brothers are supportive, but deep down, I know they aren’t happy Daddy gave me the pack. I don’t blame them. “Actually, I was going to ask Enzo if they could go and work for him…”
