Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 102: Dream of My Alphas

*Rose*

I don’t know what to think about the situation with Barbara, but it worries me. Tristan shouldn’t have been in there with that woman for so long.

And now… Emily’s back?

The moment I saw her, a cold sweat broke out all down my back, and the little hairs on my arms stood erect; I even felt like my ass was sweating.

What the hell could that horrible monster want?

Mark quickly ushers me to my room, leaving Tristan to speak to Emily in the hallway.

“Come on,” he urges in a gentle voice. “There’s no need for you to stand around and watch that crazy woman face off against that other crazy woman.”

I take a deep breath and let him lead me into my room. Mark helps me to get comfortable on my bed, propping my swollen feet up on a couple of pillows. I thought that a quick stroll down the hallway would help me to feel better, but it hadn’t gone that way.

Mark gets me a glass of ice water, which I appreciate. I take a few swallows before there’s a solid knock on the door. I think it must be Tristan, but when the door opens… it’s not him at all.

“Reece! Eli!” I practically spill the ice water on myself, trying to sit up.

“Don’t get up!” Reece insists as they both come over to kiss me.

Reece’s lips find mine first, and it’s clear he doesn’t care that two of the other Alphas are there. He kisses me like a man who’s just returned from war. And judging by the smell and look of him, that’s exactly what he is. I don’t mind that he didn’t stop to shower first, though.

As soon as he pulls away, Eli kisses me just as passionately. I hear Mark grumble behind them.

“You’re back!” I say, once I can breathe again.

“We are,” Reece says, nodding. “We need to shower and probably get some sleep because we’ve been fighting most of the last few days, but we had to see you first. How are you?”

I’m not sure how to answer that question. “Luna Barbara is being impossible,” I begin. “And Emily’s back.”

“Emily?” Reece’s eyes bulge. “Really?”

I nod. “I don’t know what to do.”

Before anyone can say more, Tristan bursts into the room. “Hey! I thought I smelled you guys!” He hugs the other two Alphas, and all four of them sit down on or around my bed in the chairs by the window. My feet are still propped, and Reece, who is sitting near them, begins to rub them as Tristan tells us what’s going on.

“Emily seems genuinely concerned about Barbara’s presence here,” Tristan says. “She claims to have changed.”

“And you believe that nonsense?” Mark asks. “First, we catch you with Barbara, and now this?”

“Catch him with Barbara?” Reece asks.

Tristan waves a hand, dismissively. “It’s nothing, just like when Mark was caught spanking Emily.” Mark scowls at Tristan. “But seriously, Emily says she thinks Barbara is bad news.”

“Well, maybe they’re working together to get us to lower our guard,” Mark suggests.

Tristan shakes his head. “No, I don’t think so.”

“No offense. I know I was put in a compromising position, too, but I don’t really trust you at the moment,” Mark admits to Tristan, coolly.

The dark-haired Alpha only grunts.

“Tristan, despite you being on guard duty off and on the last few days, we haven’t spent much time together,” I remind him. “Maybe while Reece and Eli go get cleaned up and sleep on this newfound information, you and I can have a little… chat.” I try not to be too forward in front of the other men because I don't want to hurt them, but I hope that Tristan gets what I’m saying.

I can tell by his expression that he does.

“We’ll be back later,” Eli says first, catching my drift. Reluctantly, Mark and Reece follow, and I immediately miss my foot rub.

Tristan drags his hands down his face before he goes and locks the door. No one comes in much besides the other Alphas, except for Shelby, Adam, Kelly, and occasionally Vienna, but I don’t blame him for being cautious.

Tristan kicks off his shoes and plops down on the bed next to me, making me shoot up a little and land back where I’d been lying. I giggle, and he smiles at me. “Whatcha wanna do, little flower?”

I grin at him, and he makes a move toward unbuttoning my top without me even bothering to answer his question.

With my big belly, it’s hard for him to get me undressed, but if there’s one thing about Tristan that always rings true, he will not give up. Eventually, the two of us are naked, and he is gently taking his time, kissing me all over.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs into my neck as his large hands cup my breasts, and he begins to roll my nipples with his thumbs and first fingers.

I moan, wanting him inside of me. “I’ve missed you, too,” I tell him. I wonder how this will work best with my enormous belly. I haven’t quit having sex with the Alphas while I’ve been pregnant, but I feel like my stomach has swollen in the last few days.

My babies have been eating well. All of them will come out smelling like peanut butter….

Tristan rolls over onto his back and guides me on top of him, and I trust he knows best. I doubt he’s ever had a belly of this size on his chest while making love to a woman, but he is an expert.

He lifts me up, and I come down with his cock buried deep inside of me. He feels so good, I have to close my eyes. My head falls back, and I begin to move my hips. His hands are still working over my breasts, and I feel myself losing all grasp on reality.

When he lowers a hand and slips it inside my folds to find my most sensitive area, I cry out in ethereal moans. The harder he rubs me, the more I buck against him, the further over the edge I fall.

I know Tristan is waiting as long as he can to join me in euphoria, but he can’t hold out forever, and eventually, he is filling me with his warm essence, and his grunts of satisfaction let me know he is as blissful as I am.

Carefully, I remove myself from him, his hands gently guiding me to the bed. He tosses a blanket over me, and I pull it up, getting cozy as he wraps an arm around me, kissing my forehead.

“Thank you, little flower,” he says. “That was amazing.”

“Thank you,” I murmur. I am spent now, but I want to speak to him. I want to know why he thinks Emily might be forgivable. I ask him, “What did Emily tell you exactly?”

He sighs and readjusts on the pillow, and I can’t help but lift a hand to brush a dark curl away from his sweaty forehead. “She told me that Barbara killed her own child, amongst other horrible stories.” I stare at him in shock. I remember her mentioning having a baby. I had no idea she had killed the child. “I don’t know. You guys are probably right about Emily. She just seemed genuinely worried.”

“Worried that someone else will become queen,” I counter, shaking my head. “Tristan, even if I could forgive her for trying to kill me–twice–we have to remember that an innocent woman, a sweet grandmother, died because of her actions. She tried to seduce Mark. She went after Reece strongly, too. That woman is a selfish witch, and I don’t think she’s changed her ways simply because Alpha Stephen has a limp member.”

“You’re right, beautiful,” he assures me, caressing my cheek. “I’ve been all mixed up lately. I’ve been away from you too long. But I will say, I’m certain that Barbara and Emily have no love for one another.”

“Well, that could be a good thing because maybe they’ll spend their time going after each other. Or maybe… they’ll just drive the rest of us even crazier than we have been lately.” I don’t want to think about it. I’m too tired.

I snuggle up against Tristan’s warm chest, and he holds me close, playing with my hair and kissing me softly. As I start to drift off, I hear him whispering, “I love you, Rose.”

“I love you, too,” I mumble. Or… at least I think I say it. I might be asleep.

Then, I hear him singing a soft lullaby, but he’s not singing it to me. He’s singing it to the babies, and it makes my heart melt. If I were awake enough to cry, I probably would. But instead, I drift away, carried to dreamland by the sound of Tristan’s rich tenor.

I hope I dream of my four Alphas and our babies and not those evil witches that have invaded the castle.