Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 37

Emma's POV

He looks down at his body like he's trying to confirm what I just said. I covered my eyes with my palms, but I could still peep between my fingers. My eyes trail from his well-toned chest down to his defined abs. I continued looking downwards, my eyes almost met with his... "I am wearing clothes," he replies, cutting my view short. I quickly looked away, afraid he might have caught me staring.

"No, you are not. You are only wearing briefs," I mutter. Does the brief count as close to him?

"So?" he asks nonchalantly.

"So, your chest and legs are still on full display," I mumble.

"Tell me, Emma, does this affect you?" he asks, pointing towards himself. It does. Everything is really affecting me. Why does he have to be so handsome and sexy at the same time? So unfair to my poor heart. "No, w...why would you affect me? You don't affect me in any way," I lie.

"Really? Then why can I hear your heartbeat from over here? And why are you covering your face? You are not even covering it properly. I can feel your gaze on me when I'm not even fully naked yet," he said with a smirk. Y...yet? Does this mean he plans to prance around this room fully naked with me in it?

"My heart is racing because I ran here," I lie again, removing my hands from my face and trying not to look affected by him.

"If we are going to stay together, we need to set up some ground rules," I mutter, raising my chin and crossing my arm in front of me to look confident.

"What? Rules?" he said with a chuckle.

"Yes, rules," I reply confidently.

"Alright then, shoot," he said, smirking.

"One, you can't prance around this place naked or wearing only briefs, not when I'm around," I state.

"Oh really? But I can walk naked when you are not here," he said, walking towards me.

"You can't do that either. And why are you coming close? We can speak from that distance," I mutter nervously.

"Are you nervous, I thought you said I don't affect you in any way," he smirks, standing in front of me. His scent clouds my sense of reasoning.

"You don't," I mutter.

"Go on then, continue setting your ground rules," he whispers and I gulp. How can I speak when he's standing so close?

"So for the second rule, you. y...you h...ave," I stutter, not knowing what exactly I was talking about.

"Am I distracting you?" he asks in a husky voice, gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers lightly caressing my cheeks. "Am I?" he asks, nibbling my earlobe with his tongue. I wanted to moan, but I bit my tongue to suppress my moan. "You are not," I stubbornly insist.

"Liar," he chuckles, pulling me towards him by my waist. I let out a shaky breath when I collided with his hard chest. I felt tingles all over my body. His hand raises my shirt, and he places his hand on my bare skin. I shiver when I feel his cold hands. He places his nose on the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent. I shudder when his breath tickles my skin. I jerk when his tongue licks and nibbles my neck. He grazes my neck with his canine and I let out a moan. He groans. I could not control it anymore. He sucks harder, and I hold on to him tightly, my legs feeling like jelly. He suddenly stops and my wolf whines in protest, he places his forehead on mine.

"What are you doing to me, Emma?" he whispers. I snap my eyes open and quickly push him off, finally coming back to my senses.

"What happened?" he asks, looking surprised. I ignore him and run to my room, shutting the door behind me.

I took a shower and lay in my bed thinking about all that happened. I got so carried away by him. That was so close, and I have to be careful if I don't want this to happen again. I fell asleep only to have a nightmare of the day my parents left me behind in the pack house. "Be a good girl and stay right here, Emma, your dad and I have to go pick something. Do not make any noise, we will be right back," my mom said. Their faces are kind of like a blur since this happened when I was still a kid.

"I'm scared. I don't want to stay here alone," I had told them.

"Listen to your mother and be brave. Stay here, and we will come to you immediately we come back, we will even get you your favorite candy" my dad said. "You promise?" I ask innocently.

"Of course," they both replied and I agreed. If only I knew that was the last time I would ever see them again. I woke up the next morning and was dragged out by my hair, I was tortured, they all said I knew where my parents were, but I was trying to hide their secret. I didn't even understand what they were saying. I kept insisting that my parents would come back for me, but they never did. I was caned so hard. The pack didn't tolerate dishonesty, and my parents ran off without paying their debt. The pain was excruciating with every stroke, I wailed loudly.

"Emma," I can hear someone calling my name urgently and patting my hand. What is this? Nobody was there to comfort me that day, then who is this?

"Emma wake up, it's just a dream," the voice repeats. I can now recognize it as Alexander's. What is he doing here? I open my eyes, and I'm shocked to replace myself in my bed with Alexander beside me. My body is drenched in sweat even though the room is cold. My face felt wet with tears. It was a dream. I had the same nightmare again.

"Are you okay? Did you have a bad dream?" he asks nervously.

"What are you doing in my room?" I asked him.

"I heard you crying and screaming in pain from my room, so I ran in here to check up on you," he explains.

"I'm fine now. You can leave. It's not like this is the first time anyway," I mutter.

"Do you have nightmares often? Do you want to talk about it?" he inquires.

"No," I reply curtly.

"I can't leave you alone like this. I will sleep here tonight," he deadpans.

"What? No way. Go back to your room," I utter trying to get him off my bed, but he just won't budge.

"You can't change my mind," he replies and laid down comfortably. I realize nothing I say will make him change his mind and if I continue to protest, we might end up staying up all night.

"Shift to the very end," I order, laying down on the other side of the bed after putting pillows between us. I tossed and turned for a while, not able to fall asleep.

"You can't sleep either?" he asks. I stilled, surprised that he was still awake. He sighs and rolls over towards me. He gathers me in his arms and cuddles me.

"W...what are you doing? I told you to stay in your space," I stutter, flustered.

"Shhh, keep quiet and just sleep," he mumbles, and I keep shut. His touch feels comfortable, and I fall asleep soon enough. I woke up the following morning to something poking my b**t. I moved uncomfortably, wondering what it was. Alexander groans. "Stop moving," he mutters, his voice sounding...pained?

I moved again because I wondered what it was that was poking me and giving off heat like a furnace, and what was poking me jerked. "You never listen, do you?" he mumbles. My eyes widened in realization and I hurriedly stood up, pushing him away. My cheeks burn brightly when I realize what it was. I ran out of the room mortified as hell, only to bump into Julian.

"Whoa! Where on earth are you rushing off to?" he asks surprised. I look around and Philip waves at me with a smile. Great! I ran from one only to bump into two more.

"I was coming to have breakfast," I lied and Alexander chuckles coming out from my room.

"Now I see why you ran from your room looking like that," Julian wiggles his brows suggestively. I blush harder and they all burst into laughter. Can the ground just open up and swallow me now?

"What are you doing here so early anyway when you have your own rooms," I said to them.

"We like this room better. It looks fun. Maybe we should move in here. What do you think, Julian?" Philip asks and Julian nods in agreement. Oh, no! We can't all stay in one room, not when I'm already having a hard time trying to cope with Alexander.