The Triplets' Rejected Disabled Mate Chapter 99

Catherine POV

My face turned crimson as Sam held out a skimpy set of red lace lingerie.

The triplets had pushed me into a lingerie store—something I didn't expect they would do.

My gaze had traveled over the rows and rows of different colors, styles, and sizes.

I immediately noticed that this wasn't just a store for the more conventional customer.

There was a piece that was way out of my league and unconventional, just like the one Sam was holding out to me.

"Y-y-you want me to wear that?" I stuttered, wide-eyed.

"Yeah," Sam said, looking all confused at me. He turned to me, and I immediately saw the huge bulge in his pants. "I think it would look pretty on you. It is already making me horny. I can just imagine you standing there with this on. It would drive me and my wolves crazy."

Yeah, it's already driving me nuts; just think of me wearing that.

The red color was beautiful, but the thin see-through top didn't leave much for the imagination, and my hands instinctively covered up my body.

"I can't see myself in that," I said, and I turned the wheelchair around and pushed myself away from him, seeking Grey.

Grey had been standing and looking at something on the other side of the shop for a while now, and I was curious to see what he was looking at.

I pushed my chair forward, passed a section that was more in my comfort zone, and stopped.

These bras and panties were more my style.

I quickly went through the rows of different colors and pulled black, white, red, and dark blue lace panties and bra sets from the shelves.

Happy with what I found, I pushed the chair toward where Grey was standing.

Only what he was looking at made me shiver and blush.

Is this what Grey is into?

I raised my eyebrows, a bit shocked.

"Do you think you would be able to pull the look off?" Grey asked behind me, and I yelped out of fright.

"You like this?" I asked.

He nodded.

"I wouldn't ever think that all people would like this," I said, stretching my hand out and touching the material.

"It's actual leather," he said, lifting the full-body suit off the rail.

"Are you into..." I squeaked, and my eyes widened.

Grey shook his head and squatted next to the wheelchair, searching my gaze. His eyes became serious, and I guess he was about to reveal something personal about himself.

"No," he said. "But Colt is... I am more into role-playing in the bedroom, and Sam is into toys and kinky sex."

That's when I noticed the rows of different costumes, from skimpy maids dressed to nurses. There were so many different shapes and sizes that it was intimidating.

"Our preferences are very different from one another," Grey said. "At the moment, we are still testing the waters with you. We are not sure what you like and what not."

Grey's gaze shifted, and I followed his gaze, finding Colt and Sam standing a couple of feet from us, listening.

"So you brought me here to see my reaction?" I asked, dropping my gaze to my hands.

"That is one of the reasons," Colt admitted, coming closer and squatting down. "I am an Alpha. A dominant one and..."

Colt stopped talking, and I lifted my gaze to see his.

Colt was looking at the floor. His forehead had worried lines embedded in it.

Was he ashamed of what he liked in bed?

Was he worried about how I would feel about his preference?

Was he searching for the correct words to tell me?

My heart hurts seeing him like this. He shouldn't feel ashamed. This is who he is.

"Colt," I said, reaching out my hand and lifting his chin to look at me. "Tell me. I need to know."

I needed to know what I would be expecting in the bedroom. I needed to know what he wanted.

"I am a Dom or a dominant," he said.

"What does that mean?" I asked, searching for his cold orbs.

"It means that you will be my submissive in my bed," he said. "You will be giving me absolute control over you. If you disobey me, you will be punished."

"What kind of punishment are we talking about?" I asked.

"It can be anything from spanking to ordering you not to come," he said. "It is up to me to decide your punishment."

I couldn't imagine giving myself over to him. I have always been a strong-willed she-wolf.

"Why are you worried, girl?" Kia suddenly mused, startling me. "You gave yourself over to him last night on more than one occasion. You didn't complain. All I remember is that you two were going on like two bloody bunnies."

"Seriously!" I growled at her. "How do you always pop in at the least expected times?"

Kia giggled, finding my annoyance funny.

"Because I know when you need help," she said.

"Well, I need help to be able to walk again and shift," I bit back. "The rest I would manage myself."

"Are you sure?" She asked.

I ignored her question and decided to ask her if she knew why the triplet wolves were acting all weird.

Kia hesitated, and for a moment, I thought she was about to ditch me again.

"Kate, uhm," she said. "You are special."

"So is every other wolf," I said.

"No, I mean. You are very, very special," she said. "Remember I told you the goddess is very fond of you?"

"Yeah," I said. It was the first time I met her, and the same night, I lost my ability to walk.

"Well, the triplets, even though they are our mates, are also our protectors," she said.

"But mates protect one another," I argued. "So, what's your point?"

Kia sighed.

"I don't have much time to explain this in detail," she said. "But the triplets each have a special function in your life. Sam is the warrior, Grey is your strategist, and Colt is the head; he glues everyone together."

"That doesn't explain much," I said.

"I know," she said. "And I am sorry. I will tell you everything on the Blue Moon."

That was Saturday night.

"Promise?" I said. "I have a lot of questions."

"I promise," Kia said. "You can ask as many questions as you like, and I will answer them all."

Kia's presence started to fade.

"Just accept all three of your mates' fantasies," Kia yelled as her voice started fading. "You will love all of them!"

I turned my attention back to Colt, reaching out and taking his hand in mine.

"Can we discuss this more privately?" I asked. "I feel a bit awkward about you all discussing it so openly in this shop. Anyone can hear us."

"You are willing to discuss it?" Colt asked.

I nodded.

"I am," I said, raising my gaze to meet Sam's and Grey's. "But not in here. I promise I will listen, and I promise to keep an open mind. But I am not promising you that I will just submit to everything you want to do with me."

Colt nodded and got to his feet. He smiled. He was happy with my decision.

"We had better go," Sam said. "We still need to find a dress for Kate, and we have a lunch reservation at Latinos."

Colt grabbed the underwear from my lap and stalked toward the pay point, and Grey steered me out of the shop.

"You will love the next shop," Sam said. "The dresses there are phenomenal!"

Colt caught up the moment we were about to enter.

The dress we found there made me feel like a real princess...

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