by Frey Ortega
Ronan grinned. He couldn’t agree more. From Hayden’s rapid incoherence, it was becoming abundantly clear that it wasn’t just him who was at a loss for words. Feeling the weight of both his lovers settle on top of him was amazing, and as Brian began to gently slide his hips forward and back, rubbing his slick manhood against Ronan’s own turgid length, he knew he was enraptured.
Nothing felt as good as the gentle squeeze of Hayden’s body, and the feeling of Brian taking the reins and dominating. He could feel the best of both worlds like this, his hips bucking and snapping forward with every forward slide Brian made.
“Ah, feels so good…” Hayden squeaked, just as his face flushed red. Ronan licked and gently bit against his neck, whereas Brian nestled his own face against the opposite side, continuing to undulate his hips forward and back slowly while he licked and suckled on Hayden’s neck.
“Want you so badly, coinín,” Ronan whispered hotly against Hayden’s neck, his heated breath wafting against sweat-sheened skin. “You feel so good wrapped around us like this. Do you like it, love? Do you like how we make love to you…?”
Hayden jerked upward slightly. “A–ah, yes!”
“Then come for us.” Brian commanded as he continued to snap his hips forward and back, easing his shaft in and out. “Come for your mates.”
That was all that needed to be said. As Brian slid his shaft as deep as it could, to the very hilt, and Ronan gently ran his hands up and down Hayden’s sides, the rabbit shifter’s toes curled and his body turned rigid for just a moment. Suddenly, Hayden’s lips parted in a squeak so soft that it turned into a silent scream. Hayden’s ass clenched, and it made Ronan groan. A tsunami of pleasure threatened to consume him.
Shot after shot of pearly white seed filled the space between Brian’s stomach and Hayden’s own. Ronan couldn’t take it anymore. As his fangs elongated and dropped down, he immediately bit down onto Hayden’s neck, just as he shot his own spray of seed inside of his newfound mate.
Brian’s hips quickened, thrusting forward faster and faster. Trembling with desire, it didn’t take long until he came. Spurt after spurt of his desire mixed with Ronan’s own, just as the Minotaur clamped his lips around Hayden’s neck, biting down and claiming Hayden just as Ronan was.
Something clicked into place between the three of them. With Hayden’s silent scream of pleasure and a dribbling of his blood beginning to seep into Ronan’s lips, the Minotaur inside of him awakened at feeling his mate. He could feel it roar like it never did before, filled with a primal energy.
Finally, his Minotaur had its third. The man he and Brian would share forever. Hayden was the perfect piece that linked their hearts together. Even if Brian and Ronan had mated before, they needed the connection of a third to truly make them complete. Now, they had that connection.
Somehow, Ronan felt more linked to Brian than ever, but he felt a burgeoning new oneness with Hayden as well. In fact, Ronan felt the pleasure course through Hayden at being claimed. Like a new presence inside his mind, Ronan felt Hayden lean his head back and come once more, making more of a mess on Brian’s chest and body, as well as his own.
Ronan pulled his fangs free, licking the punctures to set them in place before nuzzling against Hayden’s body. He didn’t even notice that Brian was doing the same thing, though it seemed the other Minotaur was panting a bit more heavily than Ronan.
It took minutes that felt like hours of panting, catching their breath, and gently gliding hands over aroused and sweat-slicked bodies before all three of them finally came down from their high.
When Ronan felt exhaustion hit him like a brick wall from the sheer intensity of their lovemaking, he slumped back against the pillow. His Minotaur was receding back into his body, the bullish features returning to normal at the same time his cock was turning flaccid, slowly plopping out of Hayden’s rear.
Hayden winced as both Brian and Ronan gently tugged out at about the same time, the pair of them suddenly dropping onto bed beside each other with Hayden still curled in between their forms.
“Wait here, the both of you,” Brian finally said as he stood up and walked toward their bathroom. Ronan took the moment to wrap a muscular arm around Hayden’s body, drawing the man close as he pressed a kiss on Hayden’s head.
“Fuck, that was good,” Hayden said, stifling a grin.
“You sure do love to cuss, don’t you?” Ronan said with a saucy look in his eyes. “I love the way you talk dirty.”
Hayden adjusted his glasses once more, though they’d turned foggy and smudged from rubbing up against two heaving Minotaurs. He coughed into a fist, and Brian sauntered back into the room with a wet washcloth. Saying nothing more, he began to wipe at Hayden’s rear, making sure to clean the man up.
As the rabbit shifter smiled, Brian turned up to Ronan to do the same for his mate. Wrapping the warm cloth around Ronan’s still-sensitive cock, Brian gently wiped away the seed that covered Ronan’s shaft before finally plopping the rag on the nightstand, and then settling beside Hayden.
“Ah, coinín, our perfect match,” Ronan whispered as exhaustion slowly took him, his eyelids fluttering closed. “We’re going to need to pick this up after bedtime…”
Chapter Four
Hayden’s dreams that night were happy, settled, and most of all, content. It was as if Hayden’s inner rabbit was brimming with something bright and bubbly, filling his entire essence with that happiness. His desire was sated, and most of all, he was in the arms of the two sexiest men he’d ever laid his eyes on.
When Hayden caught sight of Brian and Ronan last night, it was like the earth stopped moving. He could feel his heart speed up and time actually move slower. True, Hayden hadn’t noticed the two at first until they’d basically invaded his personal space, but it was like a lightning bolt coursing through his system. The two were just—perfect. Their auras were different as night and day, and something told Hayden that he could expect a lot of differences between the two of them, but he also noticed how similar they were in bed.
His Minotaurs were take-charge sort of men in the bedroom. Dominance was always sexy in a partner, and Hayden loved being manhandled the way he was. When Ronan’s arms wrapped around him and held him in place, and when he was being lifted, a little part of him liked that they were just the right amount of rough, with none of the excessive violence or pain.
Now he was in the middle of the pair of men who were still sleeping very soundly. He could see their chests rise and fall. Turning to one side, he saw Brian and his chest, expanding and contracting as he was sound asleep, and then Ronan, who seemed to breathe a bit more shallowly. Hayden had to muster up all the sneakiness he had inside of himself to make sure he didn’t disturb their rest as he moved from the bed all the way to the bathroom, scurrying like the silent little rabbit shifter that he was.
Well, scurrying was too kind a word considering he was waddling all the way to the bathroom from having had his rear pummeled by a pair of titans last night.
Hayden gawked at the palatial size of the bathroom, though he shouldn’t have been surprised. The entirety of the suite was such that he already knew it was basically fit for royalty. In spite of that, he did love how large the bathroom was. In spite of the medieval castle-like décor of the room, the bathroom seemed completely modern. The entirety of the floor seemed like it was made from one continuous slab of coral-colored marble. The shower was amazing. It was a stall that looked like it could fit a baby elephant, with an overhead fixture that looked like it would drizzle a rain shower or some sort of waterfall on whoever was inside.
But that was enough waxing poetic about the shower that may or may not have a waterfall feature, Hayden thought with a soft chuckle, as he peered at the mirror.
Hayden gawked at the image in front of him. There was a pair of roughly identical marks on either side of his neck, twin pinpricks that indented right into his skin. He brought a hand up to casually touch one of them, remembering the fire that spread through his
body when it happened.
So Minotaurs didn’t look like the half bull, half man like in the myths. Hayden smiled as he remembered how his lovers looked just last night, with their horns erupting from their head, and the glint of possession in their eyes. Their skins seemed to darken ever so slightly, but maybe it was just a trick of the light? Hayden didn’t remember much except pleasure coalescing all around him, and taking him to his own little nirvana, but he did remember that the only thing lighting them up was the light of the fireplace.
Hayden shivered, remembering how the pair of them looked, making love to him against the light of the fire. They were definitely much more virile-looking in their Minotaur forms, though, with their large muscles and their gaunt, chiseled faces that did not, in any way, look like a bull-headed monster straight from a labyrinth, but the handsome men that he’d met in the party, the glint of possessiveness ever apparent in their eyes—
Hayden shook his head, trying to pull himself out of his dirty thoughts. Immediately opening the faucet to splash some water on his face, Hayden let the cool water pull him out of his dirty thoughts. He smiled as he walked out of the bathroom door, to see two awakened faces staring at him. On one side, Ronan was smirking, and on the other, Brian was rubbing his eyes as he yawned.
They were handsome as sin, making Hayden breathless as he looked at the way their muscular bodies flexed and contracted, the light of the sun shading them so perfectly that Hayden had to adjust his glasses. Seeing them now underneath the morning light, Hayden couldn’t help but smile. Ronan had amber eyes, and Brian had silvery gray-colored eyes, and Ronan seemed to be much hairier than Brian was, with a full beard apparent around Ronan’s face and Brian having a seemingly perpetual five o’clock shadow on his face.
Realizing he was staring, and the pair of them were now grinning at him, Hayden’s face turned a shade of slight pink as he adjusted his glasses and gave an awkward little wave from where he stood. “Hi, good morning,” he said in a bit of a frozen manner. He didn’t expect them to be awake.
“Mm, good morning,” Ronan said as he stretched in place, his arms above his head and making the muscles on his chest and stomach flex.
Oh, good Lord in heaven. Hayden sighed, biting down on his lower lip as he looked at both of his lovers. It was that “both” part that made a tingling sensation shoot up Hayden’s spine. Ronan and Brian were two handsome Minotaur men, and they both wanted him.
It was honestly more than Hayden could ever imagine.
“Good morning,” Hayden said with a little smile. “Did you have a good rest?”
“Mm-hm.” Brian patted the space in between him and Ronan, taking the time to pout just as the man finally finished rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He smiled at Hayden, who immediately bounced up from where he was to settle in between their warm bodies. “But we missed your warmth so we both woke up.”
“Sorry. I just had to take care of some bathroom stuff,” Hayden said, shrugging, as he settled underneath the covers and nestled into Ronan’s chest, drawing Brian behind him so that the man’s warmth settled against his back. “So what’s our plan for today?”
“Our plan for today was to get to know you a little bit better, actually,” Brian said, a smile appearing on his face.
“Is it? My plan was to take him out to the forest and have my way with him in that copse of trees far away from the castle,” Ronan said. There was a twinkle of mischief in his eyes as he gently rubbed a hand against his chin, thinking about things a bit more deeply. Ronan peered down to see Hayden’s face flushed pink and a glimmer of desire appear in his eyes. “Then again, I think we need to get to know our new mate in more ways than just physical.”
Hayden bit down on his lower lip. “Tease.” He pouted.
Ronan chuckled and pressed a kiss against Hayden’s head. “We have all the time in the world to do very physical things, coinín, but we only get to know you once.”
Well, hearing that, Hayden did see some of the allure in making sure he got to know Brian and Ronan. The two of them were about as different as night and day, although at first glance it also seemed like the two of them were so similar. Both of them were of a similar height. Both of them were big, muscular, alpha males who looked like they could crush any lesser man in sight. Yet Ronan was mischievous, naughty, and always had a wild twinkle in his eyes, while Brian seemed to be more outwardly caring and the type to always ready to lend a helping hand. Although Hayden did realize that the roles were reversed in bed. In the bedroom, it was Brian who seemed much wilder and rougher as well as more willing to explore, while Ronan was content with being passionate and being near Hayden.
“I guess that’s true,” Hayden replied. “I mean, I’ve certainly never shared much about myself to anyone except to people in our warren. Did you want to know anything in particular?” He adjusted his glasses and pressed himself just a bit closer to both Ronan and Brian.
“See, we wouldn’t have known that a group of rabbit shifters would be called a warren,” Brian admitted as he nuzzled into Hayden’s warmth, pressing his taut form closer against Hayden’s svelte body. “That’s one thing we found out about you in the twenty-four hours that we’ve known you. Other than you have a tendency to be rather straightforward, and a little bit awkward. But I certainly like that about you.”
“And I do, too,” Ronan said, shrugging then grinning. “I find it quite attractive.”
“Well, I don’t know if I can call my awkwardness attractive, but I’ll take it as a compliment.” Hayden grinned.
“It was meant to be one. Minotaurs have a rather straightforward nature, too, but unlike rabbit shifters who have an inner compass about who their mates are, we tend to pick one and claim them, and then mate them.” Ronan replied as he adjusted his head, placing an arm underneath to let him more comfortably turn to look at Hayden. “We don’t lie to our mates.”
Hayden’s face turned pink. “Well, I guess it’s good that you both claimed me last night, then,” he said, trying to sound nonchalant though he was blushing and grinning. The two nodded their heads. Brian started to gently trace his fingertips against Hayden’s neck and side, while Ronan stared into Hayden’s bespectacled eyes.
“I have to ask, though, if you two were already mated, how could you still claim me?” Hayden tilted his head. “I mean, rabbit shifters naturally get two, but usually it’s a wildcard thing. You find them both, or you find just one of them, but more often than not it’s the latter. Finding both my mates and having them both be mated to each other is an extraordinary feat of luck that I can’t even blame my rabbit’s foot for.”
Brian shrugged. “We’re childhood friends, me and Ronan. We basically knew when we were still young that we were going to be together.” Brian tilted his head to look at Ronan, who was giving the man a lazy smile.
“Ah, yes. There was a confused time when I was struggling with my sexuality. It was hundreds of years ago. Terrible, terrible times,” Ronan said, the snark clear. “Milk was delivered to you every morning and spoiled by night time. That was the kind of horribleness we should agree to never relive.”
Hayden snorted, stifling his laughter. Brian only smiled in reply. Ronan shook his head. “But if I were being serious, Brian was actually the one who kept me from going on a rampage one mating season long ago. For a long, long time, it was just the two of us. But Minotaurs don’t usually mate with each other. It’s not very common, and it still isn’t. Having a third is normal when two Minotaurs mate with one another.”
“Do you know those stories about the Minotaurs being monstrous creatures, some of us hiding in labyrinths? Part of the reason people decided to put a dangerous myth to Minotaurs is exactly because of our mating seasons. We tend to become a danger to others. Our Minotaur rides us hard, pushes us to rut and claim. We’re just not used to submitting during mating season, and if two Minotaurs mate each other, it can become dangerous for both. Yielding is difficult when you’re at the peak of your hormones,” Brian said, exhaling
softly. “We need a third, someone who’ll tame the beast and ride the bull, so to speak. That’s why it’s lucky we found a rabbit shifter, like you.”
Hayden smiled and nodded resolutely. They were definitely lucky to have found each other.
Ronan snorted, but nuzzled against Hayden’s head. “Can you imagine if we found someone who didn’t have two mates, like you? It would be disastrous. So much adjusting…”
It was at that comment that Hayden pouted, crossing his arms a little petulantly, almost as though he were a child. “Let’s not talk about you having a relationship with others. That just might give me a bad rash, to be completely honest.”
Brian chuckled. He peered at Ronan. “So it seems our little coinín has a jealous streak. That’s good to know.”
“Damn right.” Hayden nodded. “If you so much as touch another man, I don’t know how my rabbit will react.”
“Which reminds me, how do rabbit shifters claim their mates?” Brian asked, a lilt of curiosity in his voice. Hayden blinked.
“We don’t really claim anyone. We’re a prey species shifter. What we often do is to show our submission to our mate. If I start fighting you during sex, then I know you’re not my mate. But since you basically moved me around like putty…”
Ronan grinned. “It seems your rabbit knows exactly how to please his mates.”
“Well, of course!” Hayden preened, smiling up at the two of them. “I need the both of you to live. Rabbit shifters are naturally very horny. I need the two of you to tire me out.”
Ronan snickered. Brian pressed a kiss against Hayden’s neck as he chuckled. “Then it seems the three of us are well suited for each other. You’ve gotten two horny Irishmen for mates, Hayden. I’m sure we won’t disappoint.”
Hayden had a bright smile on his face. Lying there, listening to Ronan’s heartbeat while Brian pressed up behind him, was a little slice of heaven all his own. He felt more at peace than he’d ever had in quite some time. He truly needed nothing else at that very moment.