Alphas of Orion and their Unbroken Mate

Chapter 387: His Music

(Amaia)

Instead of their dicks they let their tongues do all the work. TJ has strictly forbidden all kinds of sexual activities since I am in the early stage of pregnancy and the top priority is to minimise any risk to the baby.

"Doesn’t mean we can’t pleasure you with our tongues," Alnitak winks, lifting his head from between my legs where he had been incessantly licking, making my juices flow out in abundance.

"It’s our bonding night after all." Rigel grazes the soft skin on my neck, letting a moan slip out of my mouth.

We have already consummated our bond so this would do.

Saiph is worshipping my right breast while Min is sucking on the left one. They are extra sensitive now. My head is resting in Alnilam’s lap, his hands are in my open strands while his hair crawls on every inch of my skin they can find, eliciting tingling sensations and ruptured euphoria.

They bring me countless pleasures and uncountable orgasms, until I am semi-conscious in Alnilam’s lap from exhaustion and the tenacity of their mouths. My body remains so tired these days and I am easily fatigued.

With my heart content and soul satisfied I drift off while they are cleaning me up.

I don’t know how long I remained asleep. I wake up to the slow and gentle strumming of the guitar. Music is so melodious that it calls me. My throat is parched, and I need water. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

I try to move but Rigel’s strong arms have me shackled to his chest.

I place my hand on his serene face and smile. He is sleeping so peacefully like a baby without a care in the world. Finally, he is free and no one will ever hurt him, I will personally ensure it.

"Rigel!" I softly call him and he awakes with a little startle, loosening his arms.

"Did something happen?" He asks but I shake my head.

"No, I just need to get up. Go back to sleep." I place an assuring kiss on his forehead. He lets out a satisfied hum before closing his ruby eyes again and drifting off.

Quietly I get up from the monstrous bed they have arranged for us. Alnitak is passed out beside Rigel, his arms and legs at odd angles, mouth half open. The sheet has slipped from his body. That makes me laugh. Bending down I kiss his temple and adjust his hair. Picking up the sheet I cover him.

I inspect the floor and find cute white bunny slippers that have been left for me. They have long ears. Slipping them on, I leave the room in my nightgown, softly closing the door so they won’t be disturbed.

There is a large L-shaped sofa in the living room with plenty of cushions arranged on it. Alnilam is comfortably sitting on it, reading a book. Saiph is standing in the open kitchen attached to the living room, checking out the cabinets.

Seeing me exit the room Alnilam lifts his head and smiles, closing the book and putting it away.

"Did you sleep well?" He asks, patting the place beside him. I amble forward and perch myself alongside him.

"Yes, what time is it?"

"It’s early in the morning. Are you hungry?" He wraps his arms around my waist pulling me into his heat.

"A bit, mostly thirsty."

Hearing this, Saiph brings me a glass of water. "Here!"

"Thank you!" I wholeheartedly accept and gulp the water down in one go, cooling my throat.

Saiph takes the glass from me. "Hungry?"

"I can eat, preferably something sweet." This morning I am not nauseated and craving something sweet.

"I am the only one who can cook without burning the kitchen down but I am no five-star chef," Saiph sadly says, making me giggle.

"Yeah, none of us can cook even if our life depends on it," Alnilam huffs out. "But I can try and lend a hand. Alnitak’s lazy ass will never."

"I will eat whatever," I assure them both.

The sad and melancholy music continues to flow through and my questioning eyes glance outside the window. There Mintaka is, sitting on the porch swing, slowly playing his guitar, lost in his world. He is in pain, it quivers the bond between us.

My disturbed eyes waver to Alnilam and Saiph and they tense. Something is wrong or amiss.

"What’s going on?"

"It’s Kayla’s death anniversary," Alnilam quietly says. "He created this tone for her."

Pain radiates through me. Knowing that the wretched woman got his mate killed, his suffering is beyond comprehension.

"I am going to step out." They both nod at me.

Getting up, I exit the cottage and slowly walk over to Min.

His hands still. His half-hooded and saddened eyes lift to take me in and he forcefully smiles. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

Approaching him, I sit beside him, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Not at all. I wish to hear you play."

"Should I play something more joyous? Especially for the baby?" He asks, placing a kiss on my head. I melt under his touch.

"Play what your heart desires Min. The baby and I will love it nonetheless."

"You are too kind, Amaia and I love you. It’s just that today is difficult."

"I am right beside you. Being mates doesn’t mean only on good days, it means on high and low days both. And you can freely talk to me."

"I know and I appreciate you." He holds me to himself like a lifeline and I let him grieve. I make a mental note to check up on Kacir later.

Min begins to play again, a soothing melody which relaxes my heart. Mintaka has a special talent, his fingers are magical when it comes to creating music.

"It was beautiful. Thank you for playing it for me." Min wholeheartedly smiles at my words.

We sit there until Saiph and Alnilam are done preparing breakfast.

Both of us head inside, wash our hands while Alnilam wakes up Rigel and Alnitak.

"Man, something smells nice." Alnitak lazily stretches himself and then his sleepy eyes land on us.

"You guys." He gives both of us a group hug and then whispers to his twin.

"You good?"

"Yeah, Amaia was with me."

"Come let’s eat then." All of us settle at the table of six with a hot breakfast and freshly squeezed juice.

Alnitak grabs a plate and begins to pile on pancakes and pours honey.

"Alnitak, you will do the dishes. Alnilam and I made breakfast," Saiph reminds him with a raised brow and authoritative voice.

Alnitak instantly halts, his mouth opening in protest. We all know how he hates chores.

"Why only me? Why isn’t Rigel going to help me?" He points a finger at Rigel, who is quietly eating his breakfast.

"He will do the afternoon dishes" Saiph answers.

Rigel shrugs his shoulders and continues to eat.

"I don’t know how to do dishes." Alnitak huffs, leaning back and crossing his arms with a childish scowl.

"I will help," I offer and all five of them speak simultaneously.

"Absolutely not."

"He will figure it out. Let his lazy ass do some work," Min says, placing his hand on my belly.

"I am pregnant, not sick guys." I shake my head at them.

"You will not do any work but rest. After breakfast, we will have a walk near the lake so you can get some fresh air and pluck flowers. I want to arrange them in your hair," Rigel gently answers, making me smile and nod at their immense love and care.

How life has taken a turn for me. I never would have imagined that I would be mated to five amazing men, turn out to be a princess and an Omnifae—also save the world.

And yet this was not the end of the road for me. I knew more adventures awaited us.