Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 96: Causing Trouble

*Tristan*

I open my mouth and close it again. Luna Barbara is again cleaning the imaginary dust in my room, humming as she does so and swaying her hips. ‘Is this woman high on something?’ I wonder. I’m about to tell her to get out when there’s a knock at the door.

I need to put on some clothes, so I grab a pair of jeans and try to put them on underneath the towel. I can see Luna Barbara looking at me from the corner of her eye and giggling.

I open the door to find Mark standing there. I step out into the hall in just my jeans and no shirt.

“Did you get the memo that we now have a new chambermaid?” I ask.

His brows fuse together in confusion. “Why would we need a new chambermaid?” he asks.

“Luna Barbara is in my room cleaning right now. She is wearing the maid Giggle’s outfit,” I explain.

“Who is Giggle?” Mark inquires.

“Some maid outfit I keep for role-playing nights. The outfit comes with a feather duster, so when we play, my partner gets to use the duster on my body… tickle me and such. So Giggle it is,” I explain.

Mark nods, but I can see the look of amusement on his face. “Sometimes just when I start to think you’re normal…. Is that why you’re shirtless? Was Giggle going to work on you, tickling your biceps and all?”

I look down at my naked upper body. “No, no. I found her in my room as I came out of the shower. Couldn’t even get to my clothes, so I just grabbed the nearest pair of jeans. She’s blocking the way to the closet.”

Mark folds his arms across his chest and shakes his head. “What is her deal?”

“I have no idea. I think there’s something amiss about this whole thing. Why is King Gene allowing her to roam around the palace freely? That thing he put on her is a dog collar. GPS, my male pedicured foot! I’m the king of gadgets, and that’s just a plain old collar for a house pet,” I declare.

“So, what do you think is going on? Could she have been sent here by Emily?” Mark asks.

I scratch my chin as I try to make sense of everything. “Umm, did you find out anything about the capital attack?”

“Yes. I hear some shifters did go and cause a lot of havoc there. No one was injured; they just destroyed some market stalls and damaged a few building windows. By the time the royal guards got there, the shifters were gone,” Mark explains.

“Maybe the attack was just a ploy for her to interject herself in here. The question is why,” I remark.

“I hear she’s the leader of Shore Pack,” Mark offers.

“Where is her husband? Could he be another Alpha who wants to become the next king and has sent her here to infiltrate the castle?”

“No husband. She was married, but her husband died. She took on the role of Luna with ease, so I doubt she is as dull as her acting a few hours ago. Her pack respects and fears her. The pack is also very powerful. Best Luna out there, and she has made the pack greater than when her late husband ruled,” Mark reports.

I scratch my head as I let Mark’s information sink in. “Do you think she’s dangerous? Could she be here to hurt Rose so that she becomes queen instead? Maybe we should make Reece and Eli aware of the new development in case we need them back here,” I propose.

“Besides causing a little damage to the capital, bad acting, and cleaning your room, I doubt she’s as big a threat to Rose's well-being as Emily was. Nothing in her history points to her being a psychotic murderer. Telling the others about her will just cause unnecessary panic. We need them focused fully on the battle with Stephen,” Mark reasons.

I nod. “But she’ll try to seduce one of us since I suspect she does have her eye on the queen’s title. She’s already acting like Emily in that regard. The maid outfit leaves little to the imagination, I can assure you,” I explain. I purposefully don’t tell him that she’s not wearing anything underneath the skimpy skirt. I think that telling him that I’d caught a glimpse of her bleached butt crack would just be admitting that my eyes had somehow cheated on Rose.

“None of us is going to fall for any seductress. Rose is the only woman we need. Not even fifty or sixty women can change that,” Mark points out.

“That’s a fact I can’t dispute. She is everything and more than any man could ever need. I mean she managed to tame me…. She did that without even trying,” I say.

I hear a familiar buzzing sound and then a small moan coming from the closed door behind me.

“Oh, no she didn’t,” I groan as I open the door and dash back into my room.

I can hear Mark's footsteps walk away from the door, probably leaving me to deal with this woman. I don’t blame him; he’d once had to deal with a similar incident of his own with Emily.

My heart is still racing as I shut the door behind me. Luna Barbara is stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on her face.

She lets her hands wander over her body, never taking her eyes off me, first teasing her nipples through the thin cotton material of the maid outfit, then moving down her flat tummy. She lets her fingers find the bottom hem of the outfit and pull it up slowly. I hear a moan escape her lips as she slips her hand into her glistening intimate folds.

Her fingers run over her swollen clit, and I watch as her body quivers. She begins to make light circles around her folds, making sure to tease the opening with her middle finger. Luna Barbara moans again. I watch her quicken the pace with her fingers, changing between rubbing her nub and slipping her middle finger into her shaved beaver and squeezing her thighs against it.

She smiles softly at me and licks her lips as she slides her hand out and grabs the magic wand vibrating next to her. I can’t move, as if someone has cast a freezing spell on me.

Luna Barbara traces the vibrator around her covered breasts; her hips are already squirming against the bed. She brings the wand to her exposed mound. As it grazes her clit, she throws her head back and moans loudly. She grabs her breast with her free hand as she lets the wand slide up and down the length of her innermost lips.

She slips the wand into her cave and moans, long and soft. She grips the wand tightly as she pushes it further in, almost the entire length. She begins to rock her hips as she licks her lips, her eyes trained on me.

As I watch her, my mind replays the night I used the magic wand on Rose. Her eyes were not so haunted as the woman splayed before me. They were full of wonder and an appreciation that melted my heart, making me want to please her even more. Her cries were not cocky and exaggerated like this woman’s. They were full of desire and love. Rose's moans call out to me, not repel me like this.

I taste the bile rise in the back of my throat. I walk over to her and grab the wand. “No one touches or uses my magic wand, except for me and Rose. Now get your slimy coochie off my bed and get out!”

She blinks at me, a look of shock on her face.

“But weren’t you enjoying the show?” Luna Barbara blinks up at me.

“Maybe a little more practice would help you. My woman could teach you a thing or two. Then maybe you could use what you learn on your own man. Now get out. I need to sanitize my magic wand. Who knows what has been inside that devil’s cave of yours?”

She opens her mouth and then closes it. She gets up, straightens the maid's uniform, and leaves without another word.

I take out some sanitizer and start cleaning the wand. “I’m so sorry I let it get that far. You and I belong to Rose. Oh, my sweet, sweet Rose. Forgive me for watching her use my magic wand for so long without stopping her,” I say to the empty room.

I feel like I let the love of my life down, and I can feel angry tears burning my eyelids. I find myself wishing this same sanitizer could clean my eyes from the disgusting sinful act I have just seen.

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