AN: I thought I should warn you at the beginning of the chapter; this is a little more mature than usual. It's not super mature, and there isn't a sex scene. But it does get a little steamy. So if you're uncomfortable with that, then DON'T READ IT! I don't really feel like getting reported or flagged, so this is just a warning. Okay, that's all. Thanks, and enjoy the chapter...

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We successfully got Avelyn in the car without making too much of a scene. We got some confused looks and whispers, but it wasn't anything that we couldn't handle with a simple, "Mind your own fucking business." My wolf has been going crazy. Usually, I don't hear from him unless something big or substantial is going to occur. Like with when I was about to meet Avelyn - the girl I'm pretty sure is my mate.

It's only once in a blue moon that he decides to make his presence known. Though, I think he's only riled up because he's pissed. He's been going on about how we should avenge our 'mate'. He really does believe she belongs to me - us. Which makes me pretty damn ecstatic if I'm being honest.

I can tell my brothers are having similar, if not the same, dilemma as I. All in all, we're pretty on edge. And our wolves are fighting to take over, wanting to take the situation into their own hands, grab her parents by the balls, and squeeze. And hell, if I don't agree with them. I do too, but I'm just trying to keep my cool for my kitten's sake.

Thinking about Avelyn makes my mind wander back to the memory of our almost-kiss, and the feeling of her hot breath fanning against my waiting lips. Yeah, I'm pretty upset I never actually got to follow through with it. And part of me wanted to teach that chick a lesson for interrupting us, but I thought it best to keep calm.

Once we've successfully made it to the car and carefully placed Avelyn in the back and the bags in the trunk, we get in too. Then we begin to discuss the situation at hand, knowing Avelyn won't be able to hear us. This time, Xavier is driving. Usually Ashton doesn't let people drive his car, but for this occasion, he made an exception. He just really needed to be by our angel. Xavier and I do too, but right now Ashton seemed to need it more. He was about to lose his cool, and that's not a good look on him. He has a knack for being the most level headed of the bunch, even if he's the "bad boy", and Xavier's the "leader/alpha".

We all know being cool-headed isn't really my thing.

"I know I've said it before, but I'm going to fucking kill them. And rest assured, it will be a very slow and painful death. They caused so much trauma to our angel that she literally had a panic attack at the mere sight of them." My voice is hot with anger. At my words, Ashton lets out a low and venomous snarl.

"Damn fucking straight. I quite like the thought of watching them suffer at my hands, begging for mercy," he sneers. I was surprised at the words that left his mouth. I knew he wanted them dead; I just didn't expect him to say that. Like I said, he's supposed to be the level headed and calm one.

"I agree, but-." Xavier's voice is cut off by a quiet moan that instantly sends shivers down my spine. We all stop what we're saying to check on Avelyn. Looking at her, we see that she is still asleep. I raise my head to glance at my brothers, my face etched with confusion. Theirs are aswell. As I open my mouth to question what I just heard, we hear another soft moan escape her precious lips.

"Cole," she gasps in pleasure.

By now, I'm rock hard, and my pants are way too tight for comfort. My name escaping her beautiful lips makes me feel unspeakable things, and I find myself emitting a quiet groan. Then, the most delicious smell is wafted throughout the car. She's aroused, I realize.

"I-is she having a wet dream?" My voice echoes throughout the deadly silent vehicle. Another whimper and quiet moan leave her perfectly kissable mouth. Then, two more names escape.

"Xavier... Ashton, please," she pleads breathlessly. "Mmm," she moans.

"Definitely," Xavier grunts, and I can tell his pants are too tight as well. We're all lost in a trance thinking about what she could possibly dreaming of. Though, we certainly have some sort of idea, and I'm assuming it's along the lines of what I've been dreaming and thinking of the moment I saw her.

Suddenly, a loud horn breaks us out of our trances. Realizing he's had his eyes on Avelyn instead of the road, Xavier quickly turns around and puts his hands back onto the wheel, swirving us away from the giant semi that we were about to crash into and back onto the highway.

"Holy shit Xavier!" Ash shouts, and we all exhale out of relief that we didn't just die.

After recovering from that near death experience, soon we're pulling back into our driveway. We all argue who's going to carry Avelyn in. But not because we want to, like usual. No, we're arguing because we don't want to. Normally, I'd jump at the drop of a hat to be the one to carry Avelyn inside. But after that incident in the car, I don't think I can be near her without mating with her. And I don't think she'd want to wake up to me on top of her, doing the nasty. Especially not after seeing her "parents" at the mall and having a panic attack.

Xavier ends up losing at a game of Rock Paper Scissors, and he has to carry her inside. With a raging hard on, might I add. Ashton and I fist bump victoriously. We carry in the bags, and Xavier carries in Avelyn.

'Ha! Sucker.'

After we've unloaded all of the bags into the closet of the spare room, the one Avelyn's been sleeping in, we gently lay Avelyn on the couch with a cover, not wanting her out of our sight. We decide to discuss the fates of her "parents" while watching her sleep, and we sit on the couch across from her.

It's not creepy; it's just precaution. While in the middle of our plotting, Avelyn begins to stir, waking from her slumber. She sits up slowly, her eyes fluttering softly, and the blanket falling to her waist.

"Mornin' kitten. How ya feelin'?"

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"Mornin' kitten. How ya feelin'?" Is the first thing I'm woken up to. I grumble sleepily and answer him.

"Honestly, my head hurts like a bitch." They chuckle at my response, and Ashton gets up from his spot on the couch to. I don't know what he's doing until he arrives not a minute later with a pill in one hand and a glass of water in the other. I mumble a "thank you", reach out to grab it from him, swallow the pill, and wash it down with a sip of water from the glass.

"Alright Ava, I know you told us about what happened and what you saw, so I'm not going to make you rehash the details. But I just want you to know that if you ever need to, you can talk to us. Don't bottle up the pain; it isn't healthy, and it'll only make things worse," Xavier pleads. The care in his voice brings me back to the dream I had after I passed out. That alone is enough to make me shiver.

I'd never had a 'dirty' kind of dream before, but I'm not surprised my first was about my boys - doing dirty things to me. I begin to relive the dream all over again.

Cole's caressing my body up and down. He kneels in front of me. Xavier's at my left, and Ashton's on my right.

Xavier and Ashton are kissing each side of my neck, sucking, licking, and nipping at it - sending me into a state of euphoria. I look into Cole's eyes and see that his fire eyes are brought from a low simmer to a burning hot inferno. And slowly, his lips descend upon mine. There is a spark that ignites where our lips meet, and the kiss is hot, feverish, and full of passion. It's my first kiss too, but hopefully not my last. It's not at all like how I'd expect Cole's lips to feel, but it's better than I could have ever anticipated.

I moan against his lips, earning a growl in return. And as our lips move in perfect unison, I bring my hands up to my other boys' heads, tangling them in their hair. I tug at the strands, and they gnarl in approval.

"Cole," I mewl.

"Yes Kitten, say my name," he grunts.

One of Xavier's hands reach under the button up shirt/dress, as well as one of Ashton's. Their hands travel up my body slowly, and eventually each claim one of my breats as their own - kneading it in their large palms.

"Xavier... Ashton, please," I whimper, and I can feel their large lengths pressing against either one of my sides. "Mmm," I moan against Cole's impeccable lips.

Slowly, a hand begins to travel down my stomach. It's Cole's; I realize, and it's getting closer and closer to my heat. I pull away from his lips for a breath and rest my forehead against his.

His hand is getting dangerously close to my bundle of nerves, and before I have a chance to reel at the feeling, I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the clearing of a throat and three low rumbles.

"Avelyn," says and indistinguishable voice; it's too animalistic for me to recognize. My head jolts upright, and I'm met with three very heated gazes. My cheeks turn a very bright red at their attention, knowing that I was thinking some very non-innocent things about them just a minute ago. And by the heat in their gazes, I know that I've been caught.

"S-sorry, I was j-just reliving a dream. That's all," I mumble, my head cast down in embarrassment.

"Babygirl, you smell so sweet." I see it coming out of Ashton's mouth, but it doesn't sound like him. It sounds low, dangerous, and animalistic, but it's one of the hottest things I've ever heard. And it makes me feel even more overcome by arousal.

He slowly stalks toward me, a never-before- seen intensity framing his handsome face. Xavier and Cole follow suit. Lust is clouding their irises, and it shines beautifully in their eyes.

Directly in front of me now, Ashton takes my chin in his index finger and thumb and directs my gaze back to him.

"Babe," he grumbles. "You're so fucking perfect." With this, he smashes his lips against mine, and I'm overwhelmed by shock and surprise.

Blue flashing lights.

Red combustions.

Green and purple ignitions.

Explosions of all colors.

Sparks.

Fireworks.

That's what I feel. Fireworks. He's set my mouth on fire. In my dream, it never felt like this. Because there was no way I could have ever imagined this feeling. It's impossible to imagine or explain. It's just... perfection.

We both gasp at the sudden feeling, so I know he felt it too. Our eyes begin to flutter closed, and my body melts into his.

Our lips move in a perfect sync, as if they were made for each other. And slowly, we begin to pull away and look into one another's eyes, seemingly losing all traces of previous lust. We would have never expected that outcome, so it's safe to say we were both extremely shocked at the feeling. So shocked that we were broken out of our trance, and the other boys followed suit seeing the that mood has changed and we weren't aroused anymore. And we were instead astounded.

And looking into Ashton's eyes, I see something that I've never seen before. I don't know what it is, but it causes heat to run up and down my entire body.

Cole took my first kiss in my dream, but Ashton stole my true first kiss. Either way, I'm a winner. Either way, they've all stolen something of mine. A piece of me.

My heart.

They've stolen my heart.

All of them.

They're criminals.

Each and every one of them.

I didn't think my heart could ever be big enough for each of them, but they all managed to take the one thing that I thought I'd lost a long time ago - the first time my parents ever laid their hands on me.

It was lost, but now it's found. They managed to find it together, and each stole a piece to claim as their own. But I don't know if I can really count it as stealing if I let them claim it. If I let them pursue and keep it. So if they're criminals, I suppose I'm their accomplice.

My heart used to be broken. Shattered. But they managed to mend it back together again. I just hope they don't become aloof with my presence, and that they don't find my heart too ugly for their beautiful and kind ones.

Because if they do - if they leave - then my heart will shatter once more, and there will be no re-mending it. For they've become the glue that pieces my heart together. And if they're gone, I'll crumble back into the bleak existence that I lived before I ever met them. I'll crumble into nothing.

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I know I told you guys before in the last chapter, but I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while. I was super busy and still am, but I really wanted to post a chapter. So here ya go. It wasn't that mature, and it'll definitely get more mature soon. So if you're uncomfortable with sex scenes and stuff, I advise you to quit reading. Because I don't want to have to keep warning you before hand, seeing as I might forget. But I really don't want to get in trouble or reported, either.

Alright, that's about it. Thanks for putting up with me and the sporadic updates for now.

As always, until next time...

Sincerely,

The Annoying Author Lady