Chapter 25 Their’s to love
THIRD PERSON'S POV
Divine. Alluring. Captivating. Sweet. Seductive.
There weren't enough words in the English vocabulary to describe what their woman was.
Ericson stood at the same place where Angelica had been standing earlier and licked his bottom lip, a soft smirk playing on his lips as he took a deep breath to remember her intoxicating smell.
"Brother, what was that all about?" Dylan asked, rolling his eyes at his brother's action when he had done the same thing if he had been in his place earlier.
"What was what? I just wanted to see how far we can go with our teasing," Ericson licked his lips.
It was new to them.
Everything they were doing with Angelica, feeling with her and making her think, was new for them, too.
When Dylan told Ericson that he had found their woman when he had met with one of their clients in a club, saying Ericson was happy and shocked would be an understatement.
And why wouldn't he? They had been looking for her for more than six years.
At first, he didn't believe him. He had asked Dylan to give him at least a little information about their woman, but the man didn't give in and just told him they would meet soon.
On the interview day, he saw her for the first time.
He saw her through the CCTV camera in the lounge, where everyone was seated, and his breath was taken away.
Ericson wanted to enter the lounge and engulf her in a tight hug, peppering her with kisses to show her how important she was to them, but Dylan stopped him.
It wasn't until he entered the interview room to interact with her one-on-one that he realized why Dylan was stopping him.
Their woman, the love of their life, was a human girl.
Well, everyone in their world is human too. However, they were special.
In addition to being humans, they had a remarkable ability bestowed by the moon goddess: the ability to change into wolves.
Yes. They were the werewolves of the supernatural world and not just any normal wolves but the alphas of the most notorious pack.
It was a little shocking that the moon goddess paired them with a human, but she was perfect in his eyes.
Only Ericson knew how hard it was for him to control his urges when he interacted with her. He didn't want to let go of any chance to touch her.
That was why they had been atrociously close to her the past few days, in the name of getting to know her better and spending some time with a new friend.
Ericson closed his eyes, remembering how soft her skin felt against his as he leaned back on his couch. His breathing was a little shallow as the images of what he wanted to do with her at that moment arrived in full force.
"Is it not enough that you make her dream about those things that you have to think about them and make me uncomfortable too?" Dylan said in his deep and cold voice.
Ericson opened his eyes and tilted his head at him, his gaze going to his brother's pants, which had a huge bulge, making him chuckle.
"She doesn't hate the idea of having both of us, Dylan," Ericson said.
Dylan smirked.
"Well, whose idea was it? I told you. We can't pull her into our world just like that. We need to make her fall in love with us first before we show her what love feels like," Dylan said as he prepared coffee for them.
Ericson hummed, standing from his place and walking to the window to look outside towards the forest side of their apartment.
"It's not fair," Ericson whispered.
Dylan quirked his brows.
Ericson took a sip of his coffee before glaring at his brother.
"You have kissed her already, and here I am waiting for my turn," Ericson complained.
Dylan smiled and shook his head.
"Just a couple more days, and we will be buried deep inside her, loving her the way she deserves to be, like the queen she is," Dylan said dreamily.
Last night felt like a dream to him.
Though he knew Angelica's drink was spiked and the reason she was touching them like that was because she was under its effect, he wanted it to be real.
Heck, if Ericson hadn't given him a reality check, he wouldn't have minded if his woman had taken advantage of him.
He was ready for it.
The way she looked at him with those predatory cat-like eyes, her lips between her teeth as she nibbled at them sensually, and her hair falling on her face slightly while she was on her four, looking at them like a real cat, only he knew what kind of resistance he had used to not give in, rip his clothes and lay there below her for her to play.
Yes. He was ready to be her toy as long as it meant she was theirs.
Even the thought of being molested by her was enough to make him groan.
He wouldn't lie.
The moment he woke up, all he wanted to do was slide his dick inside her pussy and feel the warmth of her body against his while making her take her brother in her second hole so they all could enjoy each other at the same time.
The sight and idea were too pleasing, but he knew she wasn't ready for that kind of pain and pleasure when she was still figuring out her emotions, and thus, he didn't want to push it further.
However, who would've thought his brother would warn her like that?
"What if she gets scared?" Dylan asked.
Ericson, who was busy in his thoughts, smirked.
"If she runs away, I will hunt her down, Dylan. Though I am soft to her because she is ours, don't forget I am a predator, and hunting and chasing is my favorite pastime," Ericson licked his bottom lip, thinking about everything he wanted to do with her.
Those dreams he engraved in her mind by licking her neck when she was sleeping, which acted like a stimulation for her as she was their mate and supposed to take them, worked like magic.
Within one week, she was already giving in to their feelings, which was more progress.
While they wouldn't have to wait so much if it had been a werewolf, they were content with their woman, who was so naive and oblivious to why she was feeling like ripping her panties and spreading her legs every time she saw them.
It was fun with her. Seeing her flustered face was fun.
Everything about her screamed magic and peace.
"Shall we check up on her?" Dylan asked, and Ericson chuckled.
"Let's do it after our meeting. She will have enough time to collect her thoughts, and we will get to spend some time with her without worrying about our schedule," he suggested, and the latter nodded.
He pulled out the ring from the drawer he had already prepared for their woman.
"She will love it," Dylan said, and Ericson hummed.
After three hours of exhausting meetings with our alphas, Ericson and Dylan walked to Angelica's apartment and knocked twice.
There was no commotion from inside, and they wondered if she was asleep.
They used the master key and entered the apartment when she didn't open up after fifteen minutes.
They wanted to check up on her, but feeling the coldness of the apartment and the faintness of her smell, they knew something was wrong.
Dylan and Ericson rushed inside the apartment in haste, their eyes widening.
"She is gone,"
"She is gone,"
They looked at each other before shaking their heads. How could she be gone? She was here three hours ago.
"Her vase beside the nightstand is gone," Dylan commented, and Ericson narrowed his brows.
"How did you know there was a vase there?" Ericson asked before pausing.
"Her clock is gone, too," He commented.
This time, it was Dylan's turn to scowl.
"How do you know about the clock at her bedside," He asked before pausing.
The brothers looked at each other helplessly.
Clearly, they had been here to watch Angelica sleeping at night without the other one knowing. But was that the most important part at the moment?
The most important thing was that she was gone.