His Triplet Mates (bxbxbxb ){Completed}

Chapter 15

Kyle's POV

I groaned lowly as I woke up. My eyes were still shut but I was fully awake now. My throat was sore, my body felt super heavy and cold, and not to mention I had a huge headache.

The room I was in was freezing and I heard machines beeping meaning that I was in some sort of medical room in the main house. I was probably laying down on one of the medical beds judging by the texture of the thin sheet I felt beneath me and I couldn't help but notice how quiet it was.

Suddenly, I felt the sensation of wet rough sandpaper on my neck and it hurt a lot. It felt like it was peeling my skin way!

I groaned louder this time, causing the sandpaper to stop rubbing against my neck but then a few minutes later it continued.

I kept trying to open my eyes but it was like I didn't have the energy to.

My mind was all wonky and I couldn't even turn on my mindlink with how distorted I felt.

I laid there, having no strength to open my eyes or to push the rough sandpaper away from my body and tried to recall what happened.

"Long story short, we were attacked by a lion and our mates saved us by coming to our rescue like sexy princes in shiny armor! They were injured pretty badly, along with the lion, and now we're laying somewhere being assaulted by said Lion as he licks our wounds." My wolf Helus informed me as I mentally began to panic.

"So you mean to tell me the wet sandpaper is actually a lion's papillae?! Ewww! Now that you mention it, it does smell like feline and musk." I told him and he began to pace around in my mind impatiently.

"I want to go see our mates." Helus moaned loudly, worsening my headache.

I missed them. I felt incomplete when I wasn't near them. My heart ached and craved to be by them and in their embrace.

"I mean I do too but I can't even open my eyes up right now." I replied sadly before I attempted to open my eyes again.

It was no use though, my eyelids were heavy and just wouldn't budge. I couldn't even speak, just groan or hum.

A few moments later, Cornelius's lion began to lick down my chest. I couldn't protest or tell him to stop but I could tell that for some reason his saliva was helping my body feel lighter.

      It still felt disgusting to know that he was licking my naked body. I don't remember taking off my fucking clothes but they were probably ripped apart and bloody.

"Ugh they were probably thrown away and those pants made my ass look really juicy." I mentally mumbled while the rough licking continued.

The tiny backwards spines on his tongue continued to trace over the wounds he left on my body carefully but the texture of his tongue was so rough that it hurt.

"Him biting our neck hurt more that him licking us and as soon as he's done maybe we'll be able to open our eyes and move around!" My Wolf said enthusiastically and I hoped he was right.

After licking at my down my chest, he moved his tongue back up.

I wanted to cry because he was about to lick the worse injury on my body yet, my shoulder.

I never looked at it but even now I'm sure it looked hideous. The pack doctors probably tried their best to stitch it up or whatever but it still felt as if my flesh was exposed.

I couldn't open my eyes but tears were sliding down my face as he began to lick my shoulder.

      I screamed, thankful that he healed me enough that I could now let my voice out, but the pain continued to course through my body as my heart began to speed up.