Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 69: Get Down on Your Knees

*Emily*

I’ve finally got one of the Alphas in my bedroom!

Now is my chance to get him to impregnate me so that I can get rid of that stupid Breeder and her four babies once and for all.

“Let me strap you down and ride you,” I say to Alpha Mark as he carries me to the bed.

“No, I don’t think so,” he replies, dumping me onto the bed. I feel cold now, being out of his arms. I’m wearing my best leather lingerie, with bands of black that cover my nipples and my vajay-jay and little else, yet he hasn’t even touched me yet.

I’m starting to wonder if Alpha Mark prefers men…. It’s the only reason that he would want that manly looking Rose with the giant nose and not me.

“What do you mean you don’t think so?” I ask as I try to scramble away from him.

He grabs me by the ankle and pulls me back to him. “Flip over, Emily.”

His voice is deep and commanding, and it sends a shiver down my spine. “Yes, Alpha,” I purr at him.

Immediately, I flip over onto my knees, assuming he wants to enter me from behind. I know he can see everything while I’m in this position, and I arch my back and relax it, spreading my legs wide so he has a great view.

Except he’s not even looking at my backside. Instead, he grabs the cuffs and clips it around my left arm. Then, he moves to my left ankle and secures that. I watch as he goes around the bed to grab the cuffs on my right side and secure them into place. Now, I am cuffed to the bed.

“All right,” Mark begins. “Tell me what I want to know, Emily.”

I look over my shoulder at him and laugh. “Not until you do me, baby!”

“Emily, you’re being very naughty,” he tells me. “You tell me what King Gene intends to do to Rose, right now.

“No!” I say in my best naughty little girl voice. “I guess Daddy is gonna have to spank me!”

I see his face scrunch up and realize he’s probably never role-played like this before. I continue to smile at him, gleefully.

“Fine,” Mark says, another deep growl. He pulls his hand back, and a second later, my backside reverberates from his strike.

But it doesn’t even hurt.

“Harder, Daddy!” I shout.

Mark hits me again in the same place. This time it smarts a little, but I want more.

“Harder, Daddy! Harder!” I scream.

He continues to smack my ass, and I moan and scream in pleasure.

“Tell me!” he demands. “Tell me right now, Emily!”

“Fine, Daddy! But then you have to fuck me!” I shout.

“I’ll fuck you as soon as you tell me the truth!” Mark assures me before his hand slaps down on my big ass again.

“King Gene is going to kill that ugly motherfucker!” I shout.

The spanking stops.

“He’s… what?” Mark asks.

I turn and look at him over my shoulder again. “That’s right. He’s going to have that fucking bitch killed the moment your babies are taken from her big fat stomach. And I wanna be there to watch.” I smile at him, but he’s not smiling back.

“Kill her?” he repeats.

I nod. “Now, fuck me like you mean it, Daddy!”

Before either of us can say more, my bedroom door flies open, and Eli comes in. “What the hell?” he asks. “Is everyone okay?”

“Oh, good. Three makes it more fun!” I cheer, looking at Alpha Eli between my knees.

“What the hell, Mark!” Eli exclaims. “I heard screaming from down the hallway and expected to come in here and see someone trying to kill Emily. I’d hoped it would be you doing that, but I can’t believe what you’re really doing with her. You’re having sex with Emily?”

“No!” Mark shouts, but Eli turns and storms off. Mark chases after him. “Why the hell would I want to sleep with a dirty whore like Emily when I have the beautiful Rose?” I hear Mark shout.

He’s gone. My bedroom door is open, and I’m cuffed to my bed… with my ass in the air.

“Mark!” I scream. “Mark! Come back here right now!”

But all I hear are footsteps echoing down the hallway in the opposite direction.

“Fuck me,” I sigh and drop my face into the pillow.

* * *

*Mark*

I don’t know how to process any of this. I can’t believe that Emily has told me anything at all, but the fact that she just told me that King Gene is planning to kill Rose the moment the babies are born makes my heart sink in my chest.

I’m running after Eli, but my feet aren’t traveling that fast. I stop a few feet down the hallway and slump against the wall.

“He’s going to kill her?” I slouch onto the ground, my knees bent, my arms on my elbows, my head hanging low.

Rose, the most beautiful, sweetest, kind hearted, loving person in the whole world. That awful King Gene is actually planning to eliminate her as soon as the babies are born.

I can’t understand it!

What would be the purpose in that? What could he possibly think of gaining by killing the mother of the next heir to the throne?

I can’t answer that question. I have no idea why anyone would ever want to kill Rose. She is the most wonderful person I’ve ever met, and I can’t think about living life without her. I can’t even imagine any reality in which Rose’s not in it.

But if the other Alphas and I don’t find a way to stop him, King Gene will kill her. I don’t think there’s any chance in the world that Emily was lying.

As I drag my hand down my face, I realize it’s the same hand I was just smacking Emily’s ass with. I cringe and want to find a way to cut this hand off and grow a new one. Since I know I can’t spawn a new hand, and I don’t want to have a robot hand like some character in a sci-fi movie, I decide to leave it attached to my body and just find some really strong soap when I get back to my room.

I pull myself up off the ground and head to Eli’s room where I assume he’s already told Tristan and Kelly what went on. Reece is with Rose.

I’ll have to find a way to convince them that what he saw was misinterpreted. Surely, they can’t actually think I would stoop so low as to have sex with Emily–will they?

Making my way to the open door of Eli’s room, I pause and take a few deep breaths, thinking about what I will say to explain myself.

But then I realize, what’s more important than telling them why I was in Emily’ room, is telling them what I discovered while I was there.

With as much oxygen in my lungs as I can suck in, I walk through the door. “Guys, I can explain.”