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Story: Three Mates & A Tribrid
Rose's POV
Atticus sat down on the window sill next to me as I braced myself for the emotional band-aid that I was about to tear off.
I've never been so open with someone before.
Not even Damon. Atticus was just the kind of person you could be yourself around.
Someone that you know wouldn't judge you.
I wanted to tell him before I could even handle looking at Everett while saying these words.
He would surely not be able to control his wolf with my emotions running high.
And Axel....I don't even fucking know where that situation was currently at.
Atticus sighed deeply as he looked out the window, avoiding eye contact with me.
"I never wanted to be the leader of my coven.
My brother, Percy was meant to take the place of our father when he either died or passed down the title.
" Atticus took a shaky breath before continuing.
"Me and Percy were training with a couple of others from the coven when we were ambushed by a rivalry coven from up north.
There were so many of them...I lost sight of Percy.
I felt like something terrible was about to happen, but I couldn't find him. "
I watched as a single tear fell down Atticus's cheek. "What happened?" I asked quietly, already dreading the answer.
"I found him...but I was too late. A warlock had blasted dark magic through his chest, obliterating any ounce of good that he had left.
" I watched as another tear fell down his cheek and chiseled jaw.
"I had to kill him. It was the only way.
" More tears trailed down his face as he turned and looked at me.
"My dad made me kill him. He was in no shape to take over the coven in the future, and there couldn't be a living heir running around on a dark magic hiatus. "
"I'm sorry, Tuck," I said as I grabbed his hand, intertwining our fingers together.
He gave me a small smile. "Don't worry about it, Roe.
I was eighteen when it happened." He let out a dry laugh.
"I was planning on just messing around up until that point, but everything was now resting on my shoulders.
The coven was now my responsibility." He looked at me and smiled.
"I didn't even think that I would find a mate.
I was so self-absorbed that I slept with any girl that I could.
I hated myself. I didn't think I deserved happiness. Didn't deserve life."
I leaned in and gave him a kiss. "You deserve more than you know, Atticus. I don't want to do life without you...without all of you. Even the fucking asshole." I laughed with tears in my eyes. "But you can't betray me. I couldn't handle it," I said truthfully.
"I promise you that I'm not going anywhere, Rose," He said before leaning in and giving me a gentle kiss on the lips. "Your turn." He gave me an encouraging smile.
I sighed. "When I was thirteen, me and my dad had to run away from our old life.
Someone had found out what I was and were hunting me down.
Even though I was technically a tribrid, my powers weren't at their full potential.
..not without a willing sacrifice." I sucked in a breath of air, willing myself to continue.
"My dad gave me a special knife, one that was given to me at birth.
It is the only thing that is able to kill me, and it was also the weapon needed for a sacrifice.
He wanted me to do it because he knew that was the only way that I would survive. "
"He loved you. You shouldn't feel so guilty about what you had to do." Atticus said, squeezing my hand with his.
"I know, I just can't help but think, what if there was another option though? Am I really worth the sacrifice?"
"Don't say that. He did what he could to protect you, his daughter. We often sacrifice the most for the ones that we love," Atticus said, looking into my eyes.
"That doesn't mean that it's always the right choice though. We often love the wrong people, and it ends up bringing us heartbreak," I said, my voice cracking slightly.
His eyes softened. "Damon?"
I quickly looked away, hoping that he didn't see the amount of sadness that I carry with just that one word. "Yeah. Well...I guess I thought I was in love. Now, I don't even know anymore. I did at the time, but then...."
"What?"
I shook my head. "I want to tell you, but maybe that's a conversation with the others."
"Others?" Atticus raised an eyebrow.
I rolled my eyes. "You're right. I can't give up on Axel that easily. But he better have a damn good apology when he comes back," I said, smiling to myself.
"I'm sure he'll come back and be his charming self," Atticus said, giving me an evil smile as I smacked him across the chest. "You know, I expected the infamous tribrid to be a little stronger than that." Atticus teased as he dodged the fist that was about to connect with his face.
"Who says that I was even trying?" I laughed as he used his agility to dodge each of my strikes.
"Oh, Roe. You're too adorable," He said, before throwing me over his shoulder. "You smell like a dog," He said, scrunching up his nose as he brought me into the bathroom.
"Geez thanks, Tuck. That's what every girl wants to hear," I said, rolling my eyes as he sat me down on the edge of the counter in the bathroom.
"I'm just teasing, Rose." Atticus laughed as he turned on the shower, letting it heat up as steam filled up the bathroom. He turned around and looked at me as he lifted his t-shirt over his head.
"And what do you think you're doing?" I asked as I watched with hungry eyes as he stripped off his clothes.
"Taking a shower with my lovely mate, of course." He said, giving me a naughty smile. He stripped off his tight boxers as he stepped into the shower, giving me a nice view of his toned body. Fuck, he was hot. "Coming?" Atticus asked with humor in his voice at my obvious staring.
"Yeah," I said as I quickly stripped off my clothes and climbed into the shower.
I stared at his toned back as he bent his head, wetting his hair.
I watched as the water droplets raced down his back and to his backside.
I was so out of it, looking at his perfect body that when he turned around, I was staring straight at his cock.
I looked up as he gazed at me with an amused expression.
"Like what you see?" He asked as his eyes trailed down my body.
I felt myself growing wet at the way that his eyes were assessing me. I gulped, remembering that he asked me a question. I licked my lips and nodded my head.
"Words. Use your words, Roe," He said as his fingers trailed from my shoulder, down my arm, and down my stomach, leading to my aching pussy.
A breathless moan escaped my lips as he trailed his finger back and forth across my slit.
"What do you want me to do, Rose?" Atticus asked, looking at me with dark green eyes.
"I don't want you to stop," I said, around a moan trying to escape.
He hiked my leg up so that it was wrapped around his waist, while he continued rubbing his finger against my wetness. He entered two fingers into me as he leaned in, capturing my lips with his. I moaned into the kiss as he increased his pace, rubbing small circles on my throbbing clit.
He removed his fingers as his lips left mine.
I was about to whine before he slowly got down on his knees in front of me.
Water was splashing against his back as he looked up into my eyes.
He gripped one of my thighs before placing it over his shoulder.
He gripped the leg thrown over his shoulder as he kissed up my thigh towards my throbbing clit.
I was about to go fucking crazy from the anticipation until I felt his hot mouth claim my clit.
He sucked it into his mouth, eliciting a painfully loud moan from me.
I felt him creep two fingers into my entrance as he continued to suck and nibble on my clit.
I threw my head back on the shower wall as he picked up the pace.
The sounds of his fingers pushing in and out of me, along with my moans were the only sounds heard through the bathroom.
"Please," I moaned out.
"Please, what?" Atticus asked, voice straining. Obviously I wasn't the only one affected.
"I want you, Atticus."
He removed his fingers even as my body clenched around them, not wanting to let go. "Are you sure? We don't have to," He said, looking torn as he stood up.
I laughed lightly. "I know. I want to. Ever since I found out that I had mates, my hormones are on overdrive. I'm not going to regret it if that's what you're worried about."
"It's not that...I just don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you in any way." I furrowed my brows, wondering about the change in his attitude. He was usually flirty with me, but it seemed like he was now holding back when it had to do with me pleasuring him.
I widened my eyes slightly. He was making sure that I didn't feel pressured, that I had a choice on the matter. "Atticus. I've been the one in control of my body since I left that place. I don't feel that way when I'm with you. It's different...I trust you," I said, meaning every single word.
He stared at me a few more seconds before capturing my lips once again.
He pulled both of my legs up and around his waist as he pushed me up against the shower wall.
He kissed me gently and deeply, our tongues tangling together in a rhythmic dance.
I tugged on his blond locks, earning a low groan from him.
I felt the tip of his cock press against my entrance as he slowly eased himself inside of me until he bottomed out.
I looked into his eyes as he held me captive in his lust-filled gaze.
He held me in place as he pulled back, before plowing back in.
I moaned, making an echo as it bounced off the shower walls.
"Fuck, I am so in love with you, Rose," Atticus whispered as he held my body flush to his as he grinded against me.
The base of his cock, grinding against my clit, making me cry out in pleasure.
I felt myself get light headed from the power of the orgasm.
He groaned as he thrust deeply a few more times, before releasing himself inside of me.
He held me as we both struggled to catch our breaths.
"I know it seems like I might not be there for you as much as the others, but I just want you to know that I am. I'll always be there for you, baby," Atticus said, looking me in the eyes as he helped me onto my feet, and grabbed my face in his hands.
I felt butterflies in my stomach from his words.
Although I didn't say anything to his previous confession, it doesn't mean that I don't feel the same way.
I'm just too scared to admit it. So instead I say, "You're there in more ways than you know.
Just because you're not as involved as the other two, doesn't mean that I don't appreciate you any less.
You're you, Atticus. That's all I want from you. "
We dried off after we stepped out of the shower, my legs still feeling like jello. I felt Atticus come up behind me as I looked at myself in the mirror. He pulled my hair to the side as he kissed the back of my neck. "My mark looks good on you," He said, trying and failing at containing his smile.
My eyes widened. A witch's mark. I craned my neck, struggling to see in the mirror, but once I did, I smiled.
It was a faintly scarred, star shape. It almost looked like a tattoo.
I walked behind Atticus as I gazed up at his matching mark.
I trailed my finger over his mark as he shuddered in delight.
"Do you like it?" He asked, rubbing his mark on the back of my head as he brought my lips to his.
I smiled brightly, "I love it."
Everett's POV
To say that I was perfectly happy right now, would be a fucking lie. I was beyond pissed-off at the situation that I ended up in.
"Maybe I should just go back and apologize. I mean, she has to take me back, right?" Axel asked as he paced the floor, gripping his hair.
"Or she could reject you," I said, in a bored and angry tone. I'm not usually this unfriendly to anyone, especially Atticus or Axel. But I was sick and tired of his whining after the third hour of being stuck with him as he cooled down.
Axel looked at me as his face paled. "Y-You don't think she'd do that right?" I didn't even have time to answer as he let out an animalistic growl. "I fucked up big time man."
"You think? I just marked my mate and had sex for the first time, and yet, here I am dealing with your temper tantrum ass." I practically growled back.
"Yeah, that's not really helping my mood at the moment," He said, eyeing Rose's mark on my neck.
I laughed. "You would probably have one right now too if you'd just talk it out like a normal person."
Axel shook his head. "No, she likes you the best," He said, pain flashing across his face. "She'd probably get with Atticus before she ever did with me."
"Oh, she is. Right now actually."
Axel's eyes widened. "How do you know?"
"Once she marked me, all of her feelings are amplified. Like right now, she's really horny." I said as I adjusted my jeans.
"Fuck. She's already forgotten about me," Axel mumbled to himself as I rolled my eyes.
"Shut the hell up and let's go. You better think of something good to say after the way that you left things."
I felt even more protective of my little mate after she marked me.
After saving my virginity for all those years, it was so worth it.
I felt complete when Rose was in my arms. I was so pleasantly surprised when I felt her canines sink into me as a wave of pleasure rushed through my body from the contact.
I touched my mark, feeling her emotions through it.
I smiled at the memories of her. I was so in love with her, that it's almost hard to breathe when I'm around her.
We shortly returned back to the little cabin where I could feel my mate, anxiously waiting for us.
I inwardly smiled because even though Axel is an asshole, she still worries about him.
I walked into the house as Axel trailed silently behind me.
Rose was sitting on Atticus's lap as both of them were wet, with swollen lips.
The smell of sex still clung to the air as they both looked in our directions.
Atticus had the biggest smile on his face as he gazed at Rose as she stood up and motioned for us to come in. I guess I was right about the two of them hooking up. I was just glad to see them both so happy.
Axel looked at Rose with sad eyes. "Princess."
Rose shook her head as she looked at the three of us. "Later. I think I should just come clean about everything first."