The Alpha and HER mate. ~Bisexual story~

Chapter 12

The next day we had to go hunting. The top three always hunted for the pack. We had to get a lot since winter was coming. That also meant a lot to the mates of the pack. It was mating season, so most of the young women in our pack would be pregnant soon, and I knew Malcolm and Hunter wanted to talk about, but the bottom line was that I didn't know if I could be a pregnant alpha. Honestly I want to wait until the next season. I was just getting this pack readjusted and I didn't want a baby to come in the way.

I want kids, but not this soon. It'd be nice to be married first actually. I'd have to talk to the boys. We set out and started running, transforming right away.

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We dropped off the meat and went back home to shower. Malcolm tried to follow but Hunter pulled him back.

"I think it's my turn to shower with Katie." I chuckled as Malcolm pouted.

"Come along Hunter. Now you're even. Make a score sheet, Malcolm. Make a talley and date." He nodded and smiled. I knew they wouldn't want to shower all together. I was simply both of their mates, and they were just good friends. And that was okay.

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After a pretty uneventful shower, other than him trying to finger me- unsuccessfully-, we went downstairs and Hunter marked down his shower. Malcolm came down shortly after, fully dressed in fresh clothes like us. They each sat on one side if me and I brought my knees up close to me. I knew it was coming.

"Katie. It's mating season..." I groaned and hid in my knees.

"Next time." Hunter scoffed slightly.

"You wanna get married first, don't you?" I blushed and hid further into my legs. They boys chuckled and awed.

"We were planning something." They both got down on one knee, but I didn't realize it until I came out of my ball when they started talking.

"Katie, will you marry me?" They both spoke in time together and I looked up, surprise written all over my face as get each opened their own ring box. Each were slightly different, and neither too extravagant. I smiled widely and nodded.

"Yes. I'll marry you." They each grabbed one if my hands, Malcolm on the left and Hunter on the right, and slid their rings on my fingers. They got back on the couch and kissed me on the cheek. I giggled and felt insanely loved.

"We've talked it over, and we've decided we don't want a big wedding. But it's up to you." I shook my head.

"No. That's way too much work. Is rather have someone just do it now." They smiled and stood up, ripping away their clothes to reveal fancy suits.

"You have a dress and everything set out in your room. Get ready, and you mom will pick you up." I looked at them appalled.

"And what if I had said no?" I laughed through it.

"We would've been sad. Now go get dressed silly." I stood up and kissed them both on the cheeks, earning a soft pat on the butt from both of then, telling me to go. I laughed and went to get dressed.

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After the wedding we went home and collapsed on out bed. Getting married on a whim was weird, but releaving. I was about to fall asleep when two pairs of hands started to roughly undress me. Great. The honeymoon tradition with two men. Two men that I loved so much. And would love forever more. I kissed my virginity goodbye and was pulled into the world of pleasure.