Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 99: Working at the Carwash

*Tristan*

It’s killing me that I’m not out there with my troops, trying to hold off Kane, or even out on the battlefield with Eli and Reece while they battle against Alpha Stephen. I have some of my scouts out there, keeping an eye on the situation. If I need to, I can pull some of my own pack warriors away from their current positions and send them to my friends’ aid.

I’m just not sure if they’ll make it in time.

Mark is in with Rose at the moment, so I have decided to sit in the library and stare at a map of the area where my scouts have told me Eli and Reece have their men situated. I’ve tried not to interrupt the two Alphas because I know from my own experience how difficult it can be to concentrate on ripping the throat from a wolf while you’ve got a thousand voices in your head.

The map isn’t doing much to help anyone. I know that Reece has his flank up on a high ridge that overlooks where Alpha Kane is positioned, and my understanding is that a battle has broken out on the line along where Alpha Stephen has his men. My mouth waters, and I can almost taste the aluminum flavor of blood and feel the meat as it tears between my teeth as if I was there.

While I am sitting at the table, staring at the map, trying to envision the battle as it unfolds, I hear the clack of high heels on the floor and see Luna Barbara entering the library.

She’s not wearing the maid’s outfit anymore, so I have to assume she’s no longer trying to pretend that she’s working here, rather than just being a prisoner.

But then, she’s wearing very tiny jean shorts that allow her ass to hang out the back, and she has on a tiny, tight white tank top that doesn’t even come to her belly button. I don’t have to stare very long to know she’s not wearing a bra.

I feel myself begin to harden, and I have to rip my eyes away. She is a very attractive woman, and I can’t help the images of her on my bed using my magic wand, which I subsequently had to burn, to make herself squirm and moan.

I love Rose. I don’t need to have sex with anyone else ever again.

Besides, Luna Barbara is clearly lost. She was obviously on her way to a car wash, perhaps one for charity, and she’s just taken a wrong turn.

She’s carrying a bottle of water. Maybe she intends to use that to go out to King Gene’s garage and wash up his cars.

“Oh, hey there, Alpha Tristy,” she greets me with a mischievous smile.

I don’t know if I should correct her or let it go. Do I care if she knows my name?

“Whatcha doin?” She bats her eyelashes at me and stops in front of the shelf that contains a bunch of romance novels. She pulls one off of the shelf and flashes the cover at me.

It looks like the kind of book Reece would love, one of those bodice rippers, with a pirate on the cover and a woman with her boobs hanging out the top of her gown.

Now, even the imaginary woman on the cover is making me hard….

Thank goodness I wasn’t sitting in here reading a romance novel, or I’d be in all kinds of trouble now.

“I’m just looking at this map,” I manage to say as she comes over and plops herself down on the table next to the map. I move it aside. I don’t want her bare ass cheek making an imprint on my map.

She takes the lid off her water and takes a drink, spilling it all down her front.

Her wet T-shirt becomes transparent, and I cannot will my eyes to look away.

She knows this, and smiles. “Oopsies,” she purrs.

I clear my throat, finally managing to rip my eyes from her nipples.

“Thank goodness you didn’t get your book wet,” I say, swallowing loudly.

“Yes, but my shirt isn’t the only thing that’s wet, Alpha Tristy-Pooh.”

I’ve had my name abused many different ways over the years, but Tristy-Pooh has to be a first….

“Are you, uh, on your way to wash King Gene’s car or something?” I ask, willing my eyes to focus on the map.

She giggles. “Nope. But I wouldn’t mind washing you!” She sits the book aside and pours more water out, onto her hand, splashing her boobs again, and wipes the water on my nose. I lean back, trying to get away from her as she makes, “vroom, vroom,” noises like she’s trying to start an engine.

I suppose she’s trying to start my engine.

“You’re gonna have to stop that,” I demand, taking hold of her wrist and moving her hand away.

She adjusts on the table in front of me, spreading her legs. Her shorts are so short, I can almost see more than the folds in her denim….

“What’s the matter, Tristy-Pooh?” she asks, sticking out her lip in a pout. “Are you afraid I might try to shift your rod?” A seductive grin takes over her face.

I push my chair back slightly, thinking I need to bolt. “Nope,” I tell her.

“Are you afraid I’ll make you blow a gasket?”

I shake my head, willing her to stay away, but she moves again, closer.

“Do you think that I might ride your muscle car too hard?” She winks at me.

“That’s… stretching it a little,” I say, shaking my head. “Why don’t you just go read your book in your room?”

She turns and picks up the book, putting the water bottle down. I am afraid my map will get wet, but I don’t move forward to rescue it.

“Do you ever read romance novels?” she asks in a sultry voice.

Again, I shake my head, deciding not to throw Reece under the bus.

“Well, that’s too bad. I can read you a scene, and then, we can reenact it.” She waggles her eyebrows at me.

“I really don’t think that’s a good idea, Barbara. I’m in love with Rose, remember?” I clear my throat.

“Oh, please. It’s not as if she’s not having sex with other men. Besides, I know how you like your toys. I haven’t forgotten.” Again, she’s winking at me, and then somehow, she manages to reach into the pocket of her tight shorts and pull out a tiny pink thing I didn’t even see in there.

How I missed it, I’m not sure, but then, I was trying not to stare.

It’s a vibrator, the kind that a woman uses to lock onto her most sensitive spot. I have difficulty avoiding the images of her on my bed again, and if she was using that on herself….

The chair screeches as I push it back further along the stone floor.

She takes this as an invitation to straddle me, moving forward like a flash to occupy my lap, the vibrator on and held between us as she pushes her wet breasts into my face.

I need to get out of here! I need to push her off and run to the door!

Before I can move, she’s leaning toward me, her lips parted.

And then I hear a familiar voice….

“What the fuck are you doing?”

I immediately push Barbara off and jump up, my eyes glued on the doorway.

It’s Mark… but he’s not alone.

Rose is there, too, and even from across the room, I can see tears glistening in her eyes. She feels hurt and betrayed.

Grabbing my map up off the table, I leap over Barbara, who is struggling to get up off the floor. Mark and Rose are both headed down the hallway now, but I rush to catch up to them.

“Wait, little flower!” I call, finally reaching them and managing to get in front of them, thanks to Rose’s big baby belly. “It’s not what you think!”

“Oh, that whore wasn’t sitting on your lap?” she asks, folding her arms across her chest.

“Well, no, that part is true. But we have to think she’s not really here for the reason she’s supposed to be. I mean, King Gene claims she’s a prisoner, but she’s just wandering around the castle, free as a bird.”

“You mean this bird?” Mark asks, raising his middle finger at me.

I deserve that, so I can’t even pretend to be mad. “I’m so sorry, Rose. I should’ve walked out of the library as soon as she came in wearing another slutty outfit. I was just trying to help with the battle the best I can from afar.” I show her the map.

“Well, I did hear her say that she was here to steal one of my Alphas,” Rose exhales, her face still wearing a frown.

“Do you believe me, Rose ?” I ask, praying she knows how much I love her. “I’m so sorry I let it go on as long as it did without running out of there.” I don’t want to go into the details of what I was feeling. She doesn’t need to know that. Maybe it’s the thought of war that made me feel so animalistic that I was willing to spend so much time with the Luna when the only woman I love is right here.

“Yes, of course I believe you,” Rose says. She leans up on her tiptoes, and I kiss her.

Then, Mark and I exchange a worried glance. All along, I’ve just assumed Luna Barbara was here to try to seduce one of us. Whether or not that was meant to hurt Rose or just let the Luna get her kicks, I didn't know. But now… well, perhaps Luna Barbara is here for more devious reasons altogether.