The Triplets' Rejected Disabled Mate Chapter 160

Catherine POV

It had been six months since Carlo tried to claim me as his mate, and things had slowly but surely gone back to normal.

The pups eventually made their way to the big, cruel world a month after my kidnapping, and they even surprised us with an extra family member.

I gave birth to triplets: one little bean, a baby girl, lay hidden behind her two big brothers.

My gaze moved over the picture-perfect bundles of joy lying in their cribs.

A soft knock sounded at the door, and my mother's head peeked around the door.

"Morning," she said, pushing the door open. "Can I come in?"

I nodded, surprised to see her.

"Are you nervous?" She asked with excitement clearly in her soft eyes.

Nervous? Nervous about what?

"No, Mother," I said, confused. "I am perfectly fine."

My mother gave me a soft nod of the head and turned toward the cribs.

"They grow up so fast," she mused, picking up the eldest of the three.

Little Mike cooed when he saw his grandmother and reached out to touch her face.

"He will be a great leader one day," my mother said, smiling.

"I think all three would do just wonderful," I said, coming closer.

Another knock sounded, followed by Sarah peeking her head in.

"I should have known that Luna would get stuck up here looking at the pups," Sarah said teasingly.

"Are you here too?" I asked, just as surprised to see her as I was seeing my mom.

Sarah ignored my question and turned to my mother, who, in return, rolled her eyes and laughed.

"I can't help it; that's what grandmas do."

Sarah chuckled and turned serious.

"Colt sent me to come fetch the pups," she said, giving my mother a quick but stern look.

I narrowed my eyes at the two.

"You wouldn't mind, would you?" My mother asked innocently.

"No," I said, shaking my head.

"Then it's settled," my mother chirped, and she handed Mike over to Sarah.

I carefully picked up Dan, trying my best not to wake him up. He was my difficult pup, and the smallest interruption in his routine would set him off.

Dan opened his small blue eyes, gave me a dirty look for disturbing his sleep, and started crying. My mother quickly took him from me and left the room.

I carefully lifted Lisa from her crib; she was the smallest of the three pups.

The little pup opened her eyes, knitted her small eyebrows together, looking kind of confused, and lazily stretched her body.

"She is still a spitting image of Sam," Sarah said, cooing.

"If you say so," I said, laughing.

"Come on," Sarah said, "hand her over."

I sighed and did what she asked.

"We'll see you later," Sarah said, and she left my room.

I sighed and sat back on the bed. The room suddenly felt too quiet.

"You better get ready," Kia mused.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

My bedroom door clicked open, and Sam stuck his head in, searching for me.

A smile followed his lips when he saw me sitting on the bed and got closer.

"Aren't you supposed to get ready?" He asked, pulling me against his sculpture chest.

"I'm not sure what I am getting ready for," I muttered, taking a deep breath of his summer breeze scent.

Sam's hands snaked around my body, and he lowered his head, kissing my jaw.

I moaned under my breath, letting go of all my worries.

"You look essentially beautiful today," he said, his eyes flicking between black and blue. Luka must be fighting for control.

"Thank you," I whispered, giving myself over to Sam.

Sam took me in his arms and slowly set me down on the bed.

"Let me take care of your worries," he said.

I knew what he meant by that, yet I couldn't resist him.

Sam pushed me back, lifted my legs onto the bed, and moved my underwear aside.

I could already imagine feeling him inside me.

His warm breath moved over my slit, and a small moan escaped my lips.

I was already getting soaked up in excitement.

Sam slowly dug in, searching for my bud and making small movements around my sensitive part.

"Oh, Samual," I moaned his full name.

That just urged Sam to go deeper and made me moan louder. Sam knew how to please me with just his tongue.

A knock on my bedroom door startled us, and I swallowed my moans. Sam stopped, with his mouth over my p*ssy.

"It's my brothers," Sam said, and he continued torturing my sweet parts.

A moan escaped my lips the moment Grey entered with a broad smirk on his lips.

"Pay up!" Grey said, holding his hand out to Colt as he entered.

Colt, in response, dug into his pocket, took a hundred-dollar bill into view, and handed it to Grey.

I narrowed my eyes at them.

"Relax, princess," Grey said. He must have realized how the exchange looked. "It's not what you think."

Grey gestured to Colt, and Sam lifted his gaze, knitted his eyebrows, and chuckled. The vibration of his chuckle sent sensual pleasures to my core.

"I told Mister Big Bad Alpha here to not send Sam to you," Grey defended. "He would take advantage of the situation and make you late!"

"Oh," I said, and Sam started his lovely assault on my p*ssy again, not caring that his brothers were lustfully watching him.

Colt stepped forward, and his eyes started flickering between black and blue.

"Oh, no, you don't!" Grey grabbed Colt's arm and hissed. "Rather leave now and go get ready."

Colt growled, pushed Grey's hand off his shoulder, and took a dominant stance.

Grey rolled his eyes, sighed while shaking his head, and extended his aura. He refused to back off.

"Leave now, Ray!" Grey ordered.

Colt turned his gaze toward me, his eyes pleading with me to call him.

"It's okay," I said. "Go get ready, and come fetch me."

Colt, without saying another word, turned on his heels and stalked out the door.

"Your turn, Sam," Grey ordered. "Get out now! I need to get our mate ready!"

Sam snarled, and the sound vibrated between my folds, pushing me over the edge.

Sam got to his feet, looking satisfied with his achievement.

"Now Sam!" Grey roared, crossing his arms around his torso. "Or should I call the warriors to remove you?"

Sam rolled his eyes with a cocky smile.

"Round two would be much better," Sam said, winking before he rushed out the door.

"Time to get you cleaned up," Grey said with a sigh.

He lifted me off the bed and carried me toward the bathroom, set me down on the sink, and opened the taps.

Grey knew I could walk on my own, but the boys complained that I was moving too slowly against their will.

Grey gently lifted me into the tub and cleaned me up. He had a serious facial expression, as if he were in a hurry to complete the job at hand.

Colt entered the room the moment Grey carried me out of the bathroom.

"Good, you are here," Grey said, setting me down on the bed. "Is everything ready? Why aren't you dressed yet?"

"Yes," Colt said coldly. "Everyone is now waiting for you to finish up, and I will get ready later. I still have plenty of time, not like you."

"I am not the one who made us late, Colt!" Grey snapped. "You are to blame for sending Sam!"

Before any of the two could lose control of their emotions, I called them to order.

"I don't know what is going on," I said. "But whatever it is, can this fighting wait for later?"

Grey took a deep breath, looking at Colt.

"Sure," Colt said.

Grey nodded and headed toward the door.

"I'm going to get ready," he said before he exited the room.

Colt shook his head and pulled a blindfold from his pocket.

"What is that for?" I asked.

"A little surprise that would change your life forever!"

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