Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 105: Definitely Not What She Was Thinking

*Barbara*

“Oh, dear. Alpha Mark looks a bit… unwell,” I say to myself as I watch him slump into his chair. His eyes are closed, and it’s clear the drugs I told King Gene to give him have taken effect.

Looking at him, I can’t help but run a hand along my breast, pinching my nipple as my hand slides deeper. I slip my hand beneath my skirt and along the crease of my damp panties.

He is delicious, and I can’t wait to devour him! I’ll just need to drag him over to the bed. Soon enough, he’ll be all over me.

I only have one question… what about the aphrodisiac?

It seems like that should be working now, too. Otherwise, he’s just going to lay there like he’s asleep, and that will not help with our plan.

Not even a little bit!

“King Gene,” I call out, using the mind-link. “Mark is definitely under the influence of the drug I told you to slip him.”

“Brilliant!” the king replies, and I can even hear him laughing maniacally through the mind-link.

Mark is so hot, I want to rub up on him. I need him to take me, though. What’s going on?

“Yes, but what about the aphrodisiac?” I ask King Gene.

“That should be working now, too. Don’t worry, Luna Barbara! King Gene knows how to follow through with a devious scheme. I never fail!”

“But,” I begin, biting down on my bottom lip as a ripple of longing passes through my body. “He’s not trying to seduce me. He’s just… sleeping. And drooling a little.”

“I’m not sure I understand,” King Gene defers. “I did what you told me to do, Luna Barbara. I put the drugs in the cup with the yellow tag.”

“Yes? And the aphrodisiac? You put that in, too, right?” I ask, desperation making my voice a bit high-pitched even to myself.

“Yes, of course!” he screams. “I’m not an idiot, Luna Barbara! I put the aphrodisiac in the glass, too.”

My pussy feels like it's beginning to vibrate between my legs, I want this fine man so badly.

That’s when it occurs to me what has happened, and the flames of passion are nearly replaced by fury.

“Did you put the aphrodisiac in the glass with the yellow tag, too?” I ask him.

“Why would I do that?” he asks. “That doesn’t make sense. I put the aphrodisiac in the glass with the blue tag.”

“Why would you do THAT?” I demand. “You gave the aphrodisiac to me, you blundering fool!”

“Hey! I’m still the king here!” he hollers.

“Not for long if you keep acting like this!” I tell him.

Despite my anger, I want Mark so badly, I can hardly stand it. I wonder if there’s a way to make him hard despite his drugged state. I can at least rub up on him.

It’s not like I’ve never forced a man to take me before. I am the Luna, after all.

With a sigh, I ignore King Gene in my head and take hold of Mark. Thankfully, my shifter strength makes me stronger than the typical woman. I am easily able to get him out of the chair and drag him over to the bed.

“Are you almost into position?” Gene asks as I mount Mark. His pants are still fastened, but my panties are sopping. I want him so badly, my hands are shaking as I start to unhook his belt.

“Why do you ask?” I demand from the king.

“Because! I can’t hold them back much longer!”

“What?!?” I demand. “You have to! I don’t even have my underwear off!”

“Make it look good!” he insists.

A second later, the door comes bursting in.

* * *

*Rose*

“Where are we going?” I ask as Tristan leads me by the hand down a hallway I’ve never visited before.

“I’m not sure what’s going on, but I don’t think we should leave Mark alone with that sneaky vixen,” he declares.

“Don’t trust him after the spanking incident?” Kelly asks from behind me. The other Alphas and Shelby are also with us.

Halfway down the hallway, we see King Gene, coming our direction. He has a strange look on his face. “Wh-where are you going?” he asks us, stammering.

“Oh, nowhere,” Tristan deflects with a shrug.

“It looks like you’re going somewhere,” the king repeats, backpedaling as we are about to overtake him.

“Nope,” Tristan insists. “Just a stroll.”

King Gene turns on his heel and comes along with us. “Are you… looking for someone?”

Tristan says nothing, only shrugs.

“Because… I saw Mark earlier! He was walking down this hallway, hand in hand with Luna Barbara!”

My eyebrows raise as I turn to look at the king around Tristan’s massive frame. “What?”

“That’s right. He left my office and came down here to see her. I think… they’re having a sexual affair!”

“Well, if that’s the case, King Gene,” Tristan begins, “I think we should rush to her room right now and see what we can discover.”

I feel my stomach lurching into my throat. Surely, that can’t be the reason Tristan is dragging me down the hallway at such a fast clip. If Mark was cheating on me, Tristan wouldn’t want me to see that for myself, would he?

Wouldn’t he want to protect me?

But then… if I saw Mark with another woman, it would devastate me. And Tristan might secretly want to have me to himself. That would mean he’d have to eliminate the other Alphas one at a time.

It doesn’t sound right; I know I’m extremely hormonal. Maybe I’m jumping to conclusions.

“Yes, yes,” King Gene exclaims. “Let’s catch him in the act. I have keys! But first… can we slow down a little? I have a bunion on my big toe, and this hurts so badly!” I see his eyes shifting around and wonder if he’s speaking to someone. Maybe he wants some of his guards to join us.

In case I try to kill Mark.

“Don’t worry, Rose,” Reece reassures me over my right shoulder. “I’m sure Mark isn’t doing anything suspicious. After all, we thought the worst with Emily, but we were all wrong.”

I nod, but I can’t speak. If I open my mouth, I’ll start crying. Maybe Tristan just wants to take all of the attention off of his slip-up with Barbara.

We come to a halt in the hallway. How Tristan knows this is where Mark is, I’m not sure. “Go ahead, unlock it,” Tristan tells the king.

“Yes, yes,” he says again, and he pretends like he can’t find his keys.

With a sigh of frustration, Tristan plucks the entire keyring from the king’s pocket and stares at it for a second before he chooses a key. I’m assuming he is looking for the master key, which happens to have a little red rubber covering over the top.

Tristan plunges it into the door and flings the door open.

What I see takes my breath away.

Barbara is on the bed, her legs spread wide, her skirt bucking as she rides Mark–hard.

“Oh, my Goddess!” I proclaim, rage and embarrassment filling my entire body so that everything has a crimson hue to it. “I can’t believe this! First Tristan, now Mark!”

“Hey, little flower,” Tristan declares, turning to look at me. “I might not be a saint, but I didn’t do that.”

Barbara turns her head toward us, her breasts flopping around so that it’s obvious she doesn’t have a bra on under her slinky top, and smiles.

“Dear Goddess!” King Gene exclaims. “Alpha Mark is having an affair with Luna Barbara!”

He sounds robotic, and I can’t help but wonder why.

But I’m too angry to think through any of that at the moment. I want to turn around and stomp off, but Eli’s arms come around me, and he pulls me to his chest. “Tristan, how did you know where Mark was?”

“Distress call,” Tristan says, which gives me pause.

A moment later, Reece walks around us, and I turn my head to see him shooting over to the bed. “Son of a bitch,” he says as he knocks Barbara off Mark. “He’s sweating profusely! He’s burning up! Tristan, give me a hand!”

“He’s just got a passion fever. That’s all,” Barbara says, up on her knees. I think I see that she’s still wearing her panties when she moves, and as Reece and Tristan haul Mark up off of the bed, his belt is the only thing unbuckled.

They’re right. He’s sweating a lot, and his head is lulling to the side as they move him over.

“Must’ve already blown his load and is having trouble keeping his eyes open because he’s sooo tired!” King Gene adds.

I don’t know what to think about any of this.

Barbara cries, “That’s exactly right! He sure has! Many times! Bye, bye Marky! See you soon.”

Mark can’t even raise his head. We head out of the bedroom and down the hall, two Alphas carrying Mark. The king stays behind with Barbara.

Tristan looks me in the eyes and says, “Rose, he’s not cheating on you.”

“What the hell’s the matter with him?” I ask, my heart leaping into my throat for the second time in just a few minutes as concern about Mark overcomes me.

Tristan sighs and says, “He’s been drugged.”