Chapter 190

Chapter 190
Natalie POV


I stood outside Nathan's door, my heart fluttering against my ribcage like a caged bird. I'd spent nearly an hour preparing—selecting a delicate silk robe that whispered against my skin, applying just enough perfume to leave a lingering scent, and practicing what I might say. But now, standing here, words seemed unnecessary.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open without knocking and stepped inside. The scene before me stole my breath away.

Nathan had just emerged from the bathroom, water droplets still clinging to his bronze skin, a white towel wrapped precariously around his hips. He was rubbing his damp hair with another towel, which slipped from his fingers when he saw me.

"I thought we were keeping distance until I adjusted to castle life," he said, his voice low and husky.

I let my gaze travel slowly over him, appreciating the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen. "I never said that."

A warm smile spread across his face, transforming his expression from surprise to desire. In three long strides, he crossed the room and took my face in his hands. His kiss was urgent yet tender, reacquainting himself with me after our time apart. I melted against him, my hands exploring the warm expanse of his back, still slightly damp from his shower.

When we finally broke apart, both breathing heavily, Nathan's amber eyes had darkened. He kept his hands on my waist, his thumbs making small circles against the thin fabric of my robe.

"Before we go further," he said hesitantly, "I need to understand something. In your world, how does this work with multiple mates? Do we have different nights with you?"

I bit my lip, knowing this conversation was inevitable. "Not exactly."

His brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"

"In royal tradition," I explained, watching his face carefully, "mates don't necessarily have to be involved with each other, but sometimes they're with the queen or princess at the same time."

Nathan's eyes widened slightly. "Is that what tonight is?"

I nodded, suddenly feeling vulnerable despite my royal status. "I want to be with all my mates tonight. We've been separated too long."

His hands tightened slightly on my waist. "In my pack, we never shared mates. This is foreign to me."

I reached up to touch his face, tracing the strong line of his jaw. "I know it's different. If you're not comfortable, we can wait."

He shook his head. "No, I want to understand your world. I want you to be happy."

As if on cue, the door opened behind me. I didn't turn around, knowing by the mingled scents that Jackson and Blaise had entered. I kept my eyes on Nathan, biting my lower lip as I felt the energy shift in the room, a new tension crackling between the four of us.

Nathan's arms tightened around me instinctively, and I could feel his muscles tense beneath my fingertips.

"If it helps," I whispered, "I've never been with all three of you at once. This is new for all of us."

"So we're all exploring uncharted territory," Nathan said, his voice steady despite the uncertainty in his eyes.

I nodded. "Yes."

Blaise stepped forward, his movement deliberately slow. "We're all her mates. We can do this for her."

"For her, we can learn to coexist," Jackson added, his voice surprisingly gentle.

Nathan's eyes never left mine as he considered their words. After what felt like an eternity, he nodded. "For you, I'll try."

The atmosphere in the room shifted again, charged with a different kind of tension as Nathan released me, his fingers sliding to the silk belt of my robe. He untied it with deliberate slowness, his eyes darkening as he took in the lace lingerie I'd chosen. A low growl of appreciation rumbled in his chest.

His hands explored my body reverently, tracing the curve of my waist, the swell of my breasts, before pushing the robe from my shoulders. It pooled at my feet like liquid moonlight.

Similar growls came from Jackson and Blaise, their eyes glowing with desire in the dimly lit room. Blaise moved to my side, his lips finding my neck while Nathan reclaimed my mouth. Jackson positioned himself behind me, pressing kisses along my shoulder blades, his hands tracing down my sides.

My wolf whined with satisfaction, responding to the presence of all three Alphas. My body trembled under their different touches—Nathan's passionate but careful, Blaise's confident and knowing, Jackson's protective and thorough.

Jackson guided me toward Nathan's massive bed, where Nathan lay down first. I crawled over him, kissing his chest, inhaling his wild scent that still reminded me of our time in his forest home. Blaise settled beside us, while Jackson ensured everyone had space.

Blaise cupped my face, turning me toward him for a deep, consuming kiss. Nathan's hands roamed my back, and Jackson began teasing my most sensitive areas with his tongue. I moaned into Blaise's kiss as the sensations overwhelmed me.

"Natalie," Jackson's voice came through our mind link.

"Hmm?" I responded, my thoughts hazy with pleasure.

"We're all here for you."

I could feel his emotions through our connection—warm and intense. Blaise moved to kiss my shoulders and back, his hands gentle yet purposeful as they explored my body, adding another layer of sensation.

"You're beautiful," Blaise whispered against my skin.

I glanced at Nathan, surprised to see not jealousy but a strange acceptance in his eyes, a recognition of our shared intimacy.

Through our mind links, I sent waves of gratitude and love to all three, my wolf howling with joy at finally having all her mates together.

I refocused on Nathan, my movements becoming more urgent. I grabbed the headboard for support, looking down into his eyes as our bodies moved together. His hands gripped my hips, matching my rhythm. His eyes flashed with primal intensity, his Alpha nature surging just beneath the surface.

I raised my arms, running my fingers through my hair in complete surrender and trust. Nathan reached up to caress my breasts, his touch both gentle and possessive.

Each contact brought me closer to the edge, my moans growing louder. Nathan's movements became more urgent, his need matching my own.

When my climax finally crashed over me, my body tensed, gripping Nathan tightly. Feeling my response, Nathan reached his own peak, our wolves calling to each other in perfect harmony.

In the aftermath, I collapsed onto Nathan's chest, feeling Blaise and Jackson gently stroking my back and hair. In that moment, something new formed between the four of us—complex, unexpected, but somehow right.