Naughty Mommy and Santa's Helpers

by Trinity Blacio

  “Hey, that hurt.” Annabelle reached up to rub where he had bit her, but he pushed her hand away and licked the mark.

  “Mine is the head, it sees all, weighs all possibilities, thinks things through and has the last word.” Drew chose that minute to release her breast. He licked the holes he placed in her breast and stared at Marcus.

  His small hand reached up towards him way beyond human babies capabilities. “Yes my son, you three are very special also.” Marcus put his pinky in his son’s grip, where the dragon’s claw marking was, and watched as his son drew his finger into his mouth biting down.

  “Drew!” Annabelle started to fuss, but he shook his head.

  “No Annabelle, he’s connecting with me.” Sure enough at once his son’s small imprint was inside him stronger than before and Marcus knew he would be able to find his son anywhere. “He’ll connect with all of us this way, as will the rest of our children. You have a natural bond with our children through your feeding and carrying them. Through our small blood bond, our children leave their imprint on our brain and hearts.”

  Marcus reached down and grabbed Drew out of her arms. After he had released his finger, his hand brushed against her sensitive nipple and she sucked in her breath. “Go get Ashton. I hear him fussing now. We’re not finished yet, sweetie.”

  Annabelle moved away from him, not saying a word, but when she got to the connecting door, she turned and glared at them. “You know that is a bunch of bullshit and you know it. You are their father and you have had that connection all through my pregnancy so don’t stand there and lie to me! Just tell me if you think I’m not feeding our children enough, don’t patronize me.” She slammed the door behind her starling Drew in his arms and Maria in Alocer’s.

  “I so did not see that coming? What the hell?” Lance glanced at the door then at him.

  Marcus handed him Drew. “I don’t know, but I am going to find out.” He grabbed the door knob and turned the handle, but it was locked. “Annabelle, what did we tell you about locked doors?” He teased her and hoped it would help.

  He jumped when he heard something crash into the door and shatter. “Screw your rule on lock doors!” She cried.

  His heart raced and he glanced at Alocer who shrugged. “Baby, you need to calm down. It’s not good for you, your milk might dry up if you get so upset,” Marcus suggested, knowing she was crying, which was tearing at his gut.

  Another thump against the door and glass shattered onto the floor in the other room, both Drew and Maria were now both crying.

  “Good going jerk.” Lance handed him Drew and waved the key to the lock in front of him. “Let me see if I can handle this.”

  Lance clicked the door unlocked and slowly opened it. The three of them peeked inside and glanced around. The room seemed to be empty, then they heard Annabelle’s soft cries in the corner of the room, hidden by a chair.

  Little Ashton was cradled in her arms feeding, but his face covered with the soft blanket, her tears rolled down her face. Annabelle glanced up at them, but didn’t say a word as she wiped the tears away.

  She flinched as Ashton once again bit at her skin.

  “Ashton enough!” Marcus kneeled down and Ashton released his hold on her and reached for him. Her breast was raw and bleeding from where Ashton had fed from her.

  Lance leaned down and grabbed Ashton as Alocer put Maria into her crib covering her. She still fussed, but wasn’t crying any more.

  Alocer moved to Annabelle and scooped her up in his arms, careful of her breast. “Let’s get you fixed up and then you’re going to explain this outburst.”

  Marcus grazed once more at her breast and decided it was time to bring in the nannies.

  Chapter Four

  Alocer lowered her to the bed and slowly licked the red spots from where their son had fed. The healing agent in his tongue cooled the sting in her breast, but in her heart the pain was still there. She knew her babies weren’t getting enough from her and that her mates had been feeding them also.

  Annabelle wasn’t stupid, but she did feel useless. She couldn’t even feed her own children. What kind of mother was that?

  A strong grip on her chin, lifted her head, and she glanced up into Alocer’s face. “Now, tell us what has you so upset, and I don’t want a shrug, I want the truth.”

  He picked her up and pulled her onto of his lap in the middle of the bed. Marcus and Lance moved to each side of them and all three of her men waited.

  She glanced down at her hands and tears again began to fall. “Don’t you think I know all of you have been feeding our sons also? The one thing a mother is supposed to be good at and I can’t even do that right. My husbands have to feed our sons, and if not them their grandparents. How do you think that makes me feel?” She hiccup the last word and wiped her tears with the back of her hand, until Lance pushed some Kleenex into her hands.

  “Annabelle, not one mother can feed three growing babies, especially babies who are vampires. They would suck you dry. Don’t you know every vampire mother has help? If she didn’t, she would die,. That’s why it is so important for parents and grandparents to be around when the children are young.” Alocer pulled her back against his chest and kissed the top of her head.

  “I had three nannies when I was small. My mom used to tease me about how many nannies I had.. She told me that she had always been afraid that three hadn’t been enough, but finally the feedings slowed and she released two of the nannies.” Alocer laughed. “I wish mom could be here to help, she would have loved you.”

  Annabelle turned and stared into Alocer’s face. “I would have loved her too, Alocer, and I’m sorry she isn’t here, but it still doesn’t make me feel better. I know it’s supposed to be this way, but inside I still feel like I’m failure, even at motherhood. I guess it’s a human thing, since I was raised as a human.”

  Marcus shook his head and so did Alocer. “Annabelle, what else do you think you failed at? Because as far as we are concerned, you haven’t failed at anything. Matter of fact, you are doing too much, even your mother wants us to hire a couple of nannies to help you.”

  She look up at Marcus and frowned. “There won’t be nannies unless I pick them out. Do you think I’m going to let some young things run around our house?” She snapped and then covered her mouth with her hand. “What the hell…I’m so sorry Marcus, I don’t know what is going on?”

  She shook her head and banged it against Alocer’s chest.

  Lance leaned in and kissed her cheek. “I just talked to mom and she told me what you are feeling is normal, baby. You know how humans get Post Natal depression? ,Well, I’m afraid the change can enhance that. Mom is sending over something that will help tomorrow, but until then, she told me to order up some nice hot green tea. It will help. And Annabelle?” Lance got up out of bed and reached for the phone, but stopped staring at her.

  “Yes.” She turned to look up at him but, he bent down inches from her face.

  “If you ever even suggest we would take another female to our bed, I’ll personally tan your hide so bad you won’t be able to sit for a week.” His eyes sparked of red and a puff of smoke escaped his mouth.

  Annabelle nodded, afraid to say any more. He nipped her nose and stood, dialing the kitchen. Her stomach growled at the thought of food and she grabbed it, but not before they all heard it.

  “When was the last time you ate? No, don’t answer that, because I have a feeling if you do, I’m going to end up tanning your hide anyway.” Lance grumbled and started ordering food along with the tea.

  Her mouth must have been hanging open when Marcus picked her up and sat her in front of him. “You will eat everything we put on your plate. Is that understood?” He waited and she nodded.

  Marcus was furious, she had pushed their buttons to much that evening. “I’m tired of watching you starve and work yourself to death.”

  He shook her, his hand bit down on her shoulders. “It will stop now! You are perfect to us. If we wanted
someone who was skin and bones, we would be with her, but we are not. We are with you, Annabelle, and we love that we can hold on to you, and not be worried that you’ll break when we take you.” He ran his hands down her arms to her double roll stomach and grabbed each roll.

  “This to us is beautiful, you know why?” Alocer leaned down kissing each roll.

  She shook her head, afraid to say anything, the lump in her throat was back, and tears threatened once again to fall, his words harsh, but wonderful to her ears and heart.

  Marcus leaned in inches from her face. “Because it’s part of who you are. You are curvy in all the right spots. When we are behind you, pushing our cocks into that great round ass of yours, we can reach down and hold onto a woman, not some twig who would break if we got carried away. If you were a twig, there would be no way our dragons could have taken you. Annabelle, they would have broken you. You were meant to be with us, just as you are, perfect in our eyes.”

  Her lip trembled, tears rolled down her face when the first sob broke free, and she wrapped her arms around Marcus’s neck and held on as she sobbed. If at all possible she loved all of them even more, her heart hurt and tears just flowed down her cheeks.

  “I’m so sorry, I love you all so much!” she mumbled around the breaks in her sobs. “You’re all hunks, built and I’m…Ouchhh!” she jumped when Marcus flipped her over his knee and spanked her hard.

  “I’ve had enough!” He spanked her five more swats on each cheek. Tears of happiness now turned to tears of pain.

  “I’m sorry, I won’t say anymore!” Annabelle yelled and tried to cover her ass with her hands. “Please, Marcus no more.”

  He stopped. “Move your hands to your side, Annabelle, now.” His voice quiet, but firm.

  She swallowed, closed her eyes and moved her arms above her, and held onto the bed. Annabelle ground her teeth together, her hands clenched at the bed skirts, but she took Marcus’s spanking. When he was done her butt burned like no other time. This had not been one of those erotic spankings. This spanking had a purpose, and Annabelle knew now she would never downgrade herself in front of her men again.

  Marcus lifted her up and sat her down in the bed, in-between himself and Alocer. Neither of them said a word as a practically dressed Lance wheeled in a cart filled with food. He picked up an empty plate and started to pile on the food, a little from each dish.

  Alocer got up and grabbed the cup of tea, pouring a small bit of milk into it before he stirred and handed it to her. She nodded and sat the tea down on the tray Marcus had put on her lap. Annabelle reached over the bed and tried to grab the box of Kleenex when she heard Marcus snarl.

  “All you had to do was ask. Was that so hard to do?” He snapped and grabbed the box of Kleenex tossing it onto the bed next to her.

  She took two tissues out and blew her nose, but didn’t say a word as she drank her tea and ate the food they brought to her. Annabelle finished everything they gave her, so when she was done she set the tray aside, and got out of bed to use the restroom.

  “What are you doing?” Marcus asked from the window where he had ignored her the whole time she had eaten, all three of them had.

  Annabelle turned and glared at him. “I’m going to bathroom. Would you like to do that for me too? Then I was planning on taking a nice hot bath, get my pajamas on, and go to sleep, since your children get up early.”

  “There will be no pajamas, and I have talked to my mother, she is sending the two nurses we had as children here. They will help with the babies, so you can sleep.” He informed her and turned to ignore her once more.

  “You didn’t?” She whispered, anger and hurt course through her, but he didn’t even turn around.

  “I did.” Marcus turned and left the room going out into the hall towards the sitting room.

  Annabelle stood there alone in the room as Lance and Alocer followed him out. She shook her head and moved into the bathroom. There was nothing she could do about anything right now, but they had a rude awaking coming.

  * * * *

  Marcus glanced over at Alocer who sipped at his brandy. “You think I went too far?” He asked taking the last swig of his before he returned his glass to the tray.

  “You hurt her Marcus, we all did, when we walked out of that room and left her there by herself.” Alocer shook his head downing his brandy. “We are all under a lot of stress with the bombing, our home being destroyed, but her more so.” Alocer stood and stretched, a grin on his face.

  “I wouldn’t be shocked if she had a surprise for us when we walk through that door.” He laughed as they opened the door to their sleeping quarters to find the room empty. The bath water was running in the bathroom.

  “I think I need a nice hot bath about now, would you excuse me please, while I apologize to our mate, once again.” Marcus quietly slipped into the bathroom, where Annabelle rested in the tub. Candles were lit all around her, her hair spread out behind her, and he watched as a few drops of water rolled down her chest in-between her breasts. She look like the angel described in the Christmas tale of so long ago, but she was their angel.

  “Did I do something else wrong, Marcus?” She whispered her eyes still closed as she ran the sponge over her chest.

  He removed his robe and stepped into the tub. He carefully slipped in behind her and took the sponge from her shutting the water off with the magic he had. “No Annabelle, it’s I who has done wrong this time.” He kissed her neck and drew the sponge over her right breast, then her left.

  “I’m sorry for what I did. I should have asked you about the nannies, and I shouldn’t have snapped earlier. You’ve given us so much, in so little time, that I just want to make things easier for you Annabelle. I would give you the moon if I could.”

  He dropped the sponge and slowly turned her so she was facing him, her legs separated on each side of him, and her breasts pushed up against his chest. “I love you Annabelle, please forgive me.”

  She glanced down and sighed. “I was going to lock myself in the babies’ room and refuse to let anyone in…” Annabelle glanced up at him a tear slipped down her cheek. “But I couldn’t do it, I know I’m not enough for them, and I don’t want to hurt them, but it still hurts Marcus.”

  Annabelle laid her head down on his chest. “I want you inside me, Marcus.”

  He gripped her around her waist and lifted her up, as he slid his cock into her pussy. His gaze never left hers. “I love you Marcus. Never leave me.”

  That is when he felt her trembled, her nails sinking into his chest, and for the first time he knew Annabelle was terrified. She scooted closer to him as if trying to crawl inside him. He released his hands from her hips and hugged her tight. “Why would you think I would leave you Annabelle? Not one of us will ever leave you.” He tried to reassure her, but her body still shook.

  Marcus held her still when she wanted to move. “My father left my mother once. He was gone for over six years. The woman he went to was smaller, thinner and younger.”

  She pushed back and glanced up at the bathroom door, both Lance and Alocer stood there staring down at them.

  “I couldn’t forgive that Marcus, not after Dave.” She shivered and he stood holding onto her, but he also pulled out of her.

  Lance wrapped a warm towel around her, and carried her into the bedroom. Marcus blew the candles out and let the water out. Alocer turned down the bed, and he crawled into it as Lance handed over Annabelle to him.

  All four of them sat on the bed. “Annabelle, we are not your father, and I’m actually quite shocked at this. I thought once a Tredon was mated, he could not be with anyone else.” Marcus took the brush from Lance and he turned her around.

  She shook her head, but he held her head still as he began to brush her long wet hair. “Oh they can’t have children with other females, but they can still have sex.” Annabelle said.

  “I talked to mom about it last week.” She glanced back at him then turned around. “I was afraid Marcus, hell, I still
am. I mean, I gained over sixty pounds carrying our children.” He went to reach for her, but Lance shook his head.

  “Go on, Annabelle.” Lance encouraged kissing her nose.

  “My mom had just lost a set of twins. She had also gained some weight and well… I just didn’t want you to leave me.” Annabelle said the last part in a whisper.

  Marcus laid down the brush and turned her to face him. “So, all this time you have been worried about your weight, because of what happened with your mom?”

  She nodded. “My mom tried to tell me it wasn’t the same, but I used to hear her cry, night after night.”

  Marcus pulled her into his arms and held her. “How old were you Annabelle?”

  He whispered and sighed, now knowing her weight thing was more of an issue then they had thought. “Eight.”

  He kissed her lips softly and stared into her large eyes. “Annabelle, I promise we will never leave you. I know right now it’s hard for you to believe, but we will be by your side no matter what.”

  Lance lay down on the bed and took her out of his arms. He moved off the bed as Lance slid his cock into her pussy. “Let us show you how much we love you.”

  His brother sat up holding onto her as Alocer moved in behind her.

  Tonight Alocer would take her ass. He grabbed the lube and handed it to Alocer, as he moved to the side of her. “Baby we’re going to stretch you. It’s time for Alocer to have a piece of that fine bootie of yours.” He smiled and brushed away the single piece of hair that cover her eyes.

  Alocer squeezed the gel into her ass, while Lance held her still and separated her butt cheeks for Alocer. He slowly worked three fingers in and out of her ass then four when Marcus nodded to him.

  Lance lay back on the bed and brought her down with him.

  Marcus watched as Alocer, inch by inch, worked his cock into their mate. Annabelle’s little moans only heightened their arousal, knowing they were pleasing her.