Chapter 441-It’s Never Too Crowded

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He continued watching me, and for some strange reason, I felt incredibly shy under his gaze.

"It’s all right," he murmured. "I’ll just head home."

"No, I mean, if you want, you can come over. It’s just that when it’s raining outside and you’re this exhausted, a cup of coffee and someone to talk to can be really comforting."

I had no idea why I was saying all this to Ragnar, especially when he was simply listening without uttering a word.

"It’s nice to have someone around at times like these," I added, lowering my gaze when he made no attempt to look away.

I’d expected him to say something, anything, but he remained silent.

And that was when it finally dawned on me that he wasn’t going to come over.

He was probably back to his usual cold, distant self.

But why the fuck was I feeling so disappointed about it?

I must have wished at least fifty times for the old Ragnar to return.

The rude, unapproachable man who barely spoke, never laughed, and kept everyone at arm’s length.

So why the hell was it bothering me so much now that he was back to being exactly that?

With that, the driver pulled over at the entrance to my street, unable to go any farther because the entire road was flooded.

I grabbed an umbrella and climbed out of the car, making my way toward home as Ragnar’s vehicle drove off.

I had barely approached my house when I noticed two familiar figures sitting on the porch steps.

Jaguar and Theodore.

Jaguar was perched on one of the steps, his elbow resting on his knee and his face propped against his palm.

Theodore, meanwhile, sat on the ground beside my front door, his head leaning back against the doorframe.

One knee was drawn up, with his arm stretched out and resting over it.

The moment they spotted me, both rose to their feet.

"We knew you were coming back. We just didn’t know when," they announced in unison.

Something about finding them both waiting outside my house felt incredibly strange.

"Um, it’s really cold. You should come inside, I guess," I suggested awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with either of them.

What unsettled me most was that they weren’t fighting.

In fact, they’d apparently been waiting quietly, minding their own business and behaving as though the other didn’t even exist.

As I approached the front door, Theodore unexpectedly took the umbrella from my hand while Jaguar collected my bags.

I unlocked the door and stepped inside, only for both of them to follow closely behind me.

I hadn’t even finished shutting the door, let alone locking it, when Jaguar caught my hand and spun me around, pulling me toward him.

What genuinely surprised me was that Theodore didn’t object.

"I’ve missed you so much," Jaguar whispered before leaning down and crashing his lips against mine.

I was exhausted, and the last thing I wanted was another round of trouble.

I certainly wasn’t in the mood to watch the brothers fight and go through all that drama again, especially when I could barely keep myself standing.

However, neither of them seemed interested in fighting this time.

Because the moment Jaguar deepened our kiss, I felt Theodore move behind me.

His hands settled on my ass, rubbing and groping it before slowly sliding up my back.

Then he gently tilted my head to one side and pressed his lips against the back of my neck.

And all I could think was, What the actual fuck?

My heart was already restless, and now that my wolf had awakened, things had become even more complicated.

I still hadn’t gone through my full transition, and Art had told me she was waiting for the right moment.

But that also meant my body heat was growing increasingly intense in the presence of my mates.

Resisting them felt almost impossible, and frankly, it seemed foolish to fight something that could also work in my favor.

After all, it suited my plan perfectly.

I rested one hand on Jaguar’s shoulder and began to return his kiss, allowing myself to enjoy it.

Meanwhile, I reached my other hand behind me and placed it over Theodore’s crotch.

He covered my hand with his, rubbing against the back of it and pressing my palm more firmly against him.

He was already growing hard inside his pants.

Theodore continued licking his way from my shoulder up to my neck, leaving a wet trail along my skin.

Then he pressed his lips firmly against my jawline, trailing kisses toward my chin.

Just then, Jaguar broke our kiss and began kissing the corner of my mouth, while Theodore moved toward the opposite side.

The three of us were dangerously close.

Jaguar shifted slightly to make room for his brother, moving toward my ear and pressing kisses against it.

At the same time, Theodore gently turned my face toward him and captured my lips in a kiss.

Jaguar’s hand slid down to my thighs, and he lifted the hem of my dress before slipping his fingers inside my panties.

Theodore didn’t hold back either. While Jaguar kissed the left side of my neck, Theodore turned his attention to the right, pressing his lips against my skin.

His hand moved over my dress, gradually gathering the fabric upward before sliding back toward my shoulders.

He tugged the straps down, exposing my breasts.

Standing behind me, he cupped them with both hands and began massaging them, pushing them upward until they spilled out of my bra.

Then both of them suddenly pulled back, and Jaguar grabbed my hand before hoisting me over his shoulder.

I felt strangely uneasy as they carried me toward my bedroom.

Meanwhile, Theodore made no effort to keep his hands to himself.

He kept touching the back of my bra through my dress, as though he were desperate to unfasten it and take it off.

Once inside the bedroom, they left the door slightly ajar and tossed me onto the bed.

As soon as I landed on the mattress, they stood at the edge of the bed, staring down at me.

Their towering figures made my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

Then, one after the other, they began taking off their shirts.