Mated to alpha triplets at all-boys school Chapter 197

Kaiden pov

Once I leave her room, I order the guards to stay at her door. Most importantly, I stress that no one but myself is allowed in her room without a guard accompanying them. Not even my father.

Since that's done, I stride down the halls and start pondering what to do next. I got the girl, she's safe and for now, there shouldn't be more issues coming my way.

At least partly. Since father left with the guards and took that cunning nurse to the cells, I have a feeling he might try to talk to Gio, so I head towards the direction of the cells.

Today, the whole building is buzzing with unseen activity. Maids are dusting the place with more eagerness than ever before, I even see some cooks running by in passing, carrying what looks like exotic fruit and expensive ingredients.

And the guards, well, we have those standing at all doors. No wonder they arrived so soon when father called for them.

But why? Could this unusual change be somehow connected to the mess father mentioned earlier?

There's only one way to find out. If he's down there to talk to Gio, he'll spill the beans like his life depends on it.

I don't like this. He imprisoned the man, yet he's going back to him like a fucking boomerang every time. So much for claiming he trusts me and believes in my abilities, right?

Could've just told me what's going on and we could come to a decision together, but no, he's still acting like he's training Gio to become the next king, not me. Fucking bullshit.

As I near the door that leads down to cells, I check around and frown. There are guards everywhere but here. Why, though?

On top of that, the door is wide open, like a silent invitation for myself and others who might want to eavesdrop.

It has to be my luck that someone actually attempts to. As I enter past the door and slowly descend the steps, careful not to make a sound, I notice someone standing halfway down, frozen on the spot, listening in.

It's a woman, her back is turned to me, she's so interested in listening that she doesn't notice me approaching her.

I take the chance fate has given me and sneak up to her. I slap my hand over her mouth and wrap the other around her waist to pull her flush against myself.

“Shh,” I whisper. “Don't scream or there will be hell to follow,” I warn.

At first, I assume she might try to fight back, but as soon as she realizes it's me who's holding her, she leans into me, welcomes the sudden attack.

Women.. they're hell of an interesting creatures, indeed. Especially the opportunistic ones. No matter how badly they are treated, for as long as the abuser is of high rank or has shitloads of money, they take it simply because there's some benefit in for them.

Bad this one, she even tilts her head to the side to offer me access to her neck as she lifts her hands over her head and slowly lowers them until she manages to tangle her fingers into my hair.

I've been so damn focused on the runaway that I forgot how good a woman's touch can feel. How alluring and enchanting they can be.

With a smirk on my lips, I lean closer and and press my lips to her neck, slowly dragging them down to her exposed shoulder. “Stay quiet,” I mutter the warning.

Right now, I'm taking a massive risk. Anyone could see us, fuck, my father might decide to leave Gio and catch me red-handed, but I don't care.

If I don't get to do this, I might break under the pressure and do something that could jeopardize my plans for good.

Slowly, I turn her so she's facing the wall, one foot on the step and the other positioned on the next step up. “Silent, you hear me?” I remind her before I pull my hand from her mouth.

She nods, clearly excited and willing, so I quickly lift her skirt and pull her panties aside. She's already dripping, so I don't need to bother with foreplay.

Next, I undo my belt and unzip my pants, lowering them just a little, enough to pull my cock out of my boxers and position it right at her entrance.

In one, swift thrust, I push inside her to the halt. Holding back is harder than I thought because the way her pussy squeezes around my dick. She's so fucking tight, I almost see stars.

To her credit, she remains frozen and completely silent, so I take it as an invitation to keep going.

I still pay attention to the voices down in the cells and upstairs as I hammer inside the servant, chasing my release.

Usually, I like to take my time, to enjoy the beauty and softness of a woman's body, but this time, I'm just getting myself off, not bothering to ensure she enjoys the experience.

Honestly, I'm stuck doing quite the opposite thing. I'm fucking my anger and frustration into her, that's all what this is.

A couple more thrusts and I explode, filling her and waiting until my dick stops twitching with the aftershocks of orgasm.

Once I'm done, I pull out and right myself, focusing on looking presentable, not like someone who had impromptu fucking session on the stairs.

Her hands shake as she turns around and lowers her skirt, flashing me a seductive smile. “Same place, when?”

Just as she whispers the question, I overhear my father mention the Council, which catches me off guard.

I turn to the woman and glare at her. “Anyone finds out about this and you're dead.”

She pales and quickly nods, trying to get away, but I have a better plan for her. Just as she takes a step, I grab her upper arm and yank her so hard, she falls down the stairs, causing a massive ruckus.

Right when she lands down the last steps, I follow her and speak up before father notices me, “looks like I found a rat, haven't I, father?”