by Frey Ortega
“O–oh, oh fuck!” Hayden moaned out. “Too fast!”
The fact that Hayden wasn’t even speaking in whole sentences already told Brian what he needed to know. On the pinnacle of a pleasure so deep that it threatened to steal the breath right out of their very lungs, Brian already felt Hayden’s heartbeat thunder in his chest. He was trying to keep himself from being too excited—and from ending their pleasure a little too early.
Though perhaps Hayden shouldn’t have grabbed the bull by his horns, so to speak.
“Didn’t you know, coinín, that the horns are a particularly sensitive spot for us Minotaurs?” Brian asked, loving the gliding sensation of Ronan’s cock sliding up and down, the turgid heat rubbing up against his cock in fast, furious motions. He angled his hips forward, snapping forward with quick but measured motions, completely filling his lover to the brim. “The moment you touch those… you’d better get ready for a rutting.”
The rabbit shifter shook his head, rather frantically as he bounced on their laps. It seemed that Hayden’s grip on Ronan’s horns only tightened at hearing what Brian had to say. Ronan growled, and Brian grinned, leaning back and reveling in the tightness of Hayden’s body along with the rough, demanding pace that Ronan was setting, feeling the way Ronan’s cock throbbed against Brian’s.
Although he was content to laze and let Ronan do the work, Brian couldn’t stop himself. He was already balls-deep inside his mate, and there was nothing else he needed to do but to make sure that both of his mates were good and sated. After all, wasn’t that what a good lover did?
Gritting his teeth and beginning to glide his shaft up and down, his motions were almost opposite from Ronan’s. Ronan’s pace was punishing, fast and rough, while Brian’s was calm and slow, gentle as he didn’t pull too much of himself out of Hayden. It seemed that while Ronan was busy truly rutting his mate, Brian was content with sliding his shaft forward, buried as much as he could be while rocking his hips upward and bouncing his little bunny lover on his cock.
Each thrust of his hips forward only served to push Hayden down against Ronan’s body. The bunny shifter became sandwiched between their hard, chiseled bodies, and wrapped his hands tighter around Ronan’s horns to give him some semblance of balance. The sheer pleasure of Hayden’s tightness was actually making just the tiniest bit of pre-cum from both of his mates seep out with every downward swivel of Hayden’s hips.
Ronan growled. Brian felt his lover’s muscles tense and strengthen, flexing his hips and his thighs, almost rigidly. The normally cool and collected and definitely snarky demeanor had melted away, leaving behind a man who wanted to ravage his mate. Smack, smack, smack, went the steady racket of their bodies harshly smacking against each other in unison.
Hayden continued to pant, his cock beginning to point ramrod straight until it was actually against his navel from how hard and aroused he was. Trying to grab a tighter hold to give himself some balance, Hayden’s toes curled as he whimpered.
“C–close, close, so close…!” Hayden whimpered, which only egged the two Minotaurs on more. Ronan’s pace was more forceful now, a frenzied lovemaking so rough that from Brian’s vantage point, he could see Hayden’s ass turn a beautiful pink color from each downward smack.
Brian’s face was flushed bright red. Sweat started to trickle down the sides of his temples. He was sliding in and out almost haphazardly now, feeling the pleasure coalescing inside him. With hands grasping at the mattress to his sides, he couldn’t help himself. He knew he was about to come.
Ronan beat him to the chase, however, as with a roar, he unleashed his seed deep inside of Hayden, still rutting and slamming his hips forward and back while Hayden held on tight. In a matter of moments, Brian came, too, filling and overfilling their bunny shifter lover’s rear with spurt after spurt of their thick, creamy white seed. Ronan’s claws pressed into Hayden’s hips while Brian’s hands grabbed tightly onto the mattress as their hips surged up in unison, dousing the inside of their lover with their seed.
Mere moments later, Hayden came, too, making a mess of the space between his and Ronan’s stomach. Hayden’s expression was one of total bliss, just as his hands finally removed themselves from Ronan’s horns and Hayden fell back against Brian’s chest with a soft thump, panting happily. Brian pressed a kiss onto Hayden’s head, shakily bringing his hands up to remove the blindfold off of the rabbit shifter’s head.
Moments passed with the three of them just panting, lying against each other, and simply enjoying the sensation of being close to one another. But rather than make a mess as usual, Brian grabbed a box of tissues on their nightstand—something that they’d decided they needed to do at least to make sure that they didn’t make a mess all over their pristine bed—and grabbed a bunch before gently cleaning up Hayden’s rear, and his cock, as well as Ronan’s.
Murmuring his thanks, Ronan finally settled down. Though it was clear he was still very aroused—he was still partially shifted—Brian could feel his lusts recede back to a more proper level, one where he could easily snuggle up against his lover without fear of rutting him again that night.
“Wow,” Hayden whispered breathlessly, as he clattered against his handcuffs. “Mind if you uncuff me, please? The key’s on the nightstand next to the tissues.”
“Oh, right. Sorry,” Brian said, chuckling. Without another word, he uncuffed the rabbit shifter, who immediately wrapped both his arms around Ronan’s chest, leaning into the still-shifted man. Ronan grumbled.
“I didn’t know holding on to your horns would affect you that much,” Hayden admitted, grinning. “Though it seems I at least know what buttons to push to get you to come at me harder.”
Ronan looked down at Hayden, those amber eyes a bright shade of gold. Ronan gave a fanged grin as he gently cupped Hayden’s shaft, making the bunny shifter gasp. “Still not satisfied? I can go another round…”
It was clearly meant in jest, and though Hayden smirked saucily, he instead pressed his face into Ronan’s chest.
Ronan immediately wrapped one arm around Hayden’s waist, while Brian did the same around the rabbit shifter’s stomach.
Hayden nuzzled into his lover’s warmth, but then he perked up suddenly. He peered up at Brian. “I just remembered. When you were coming into the room, you said you were going to tell me something.” He adjusted himself into curling against their warmth a bit better. “You said it was something important. What is it?”
Brian’s eyes went wide. He was just about to settle into slumber when the tiredness came right out of him and a pit formed inside of his stomach. At hearing this, Brian saw how fast Ronan receded back into his usual form, those horns and fangs retracting back faster than they could say, you could get pregnant.
It would have been comical, were Brian not feeling tense.
“Well, er, it could wait in the morning,” Ronan admitted. He looked up at Brian, a suddenly frightened look in his eyes. “Can’t it?” He turned to Brian, who shrugged.
“It could,” Brian sighed. “But it is quite important that we tell you as soon as we possibly can.”
Hayden sleepily looked up at Brian. “What is it? Now you have me curious.”
“Are you sure you want to know now? I mean, we can wait until we’re better rested—”
“No, I think now would be good,” Hayden said resolutely, looking straight into Brian’s eyes.
Brian immediately sat up, placing his hands on his lap and fiddling with his fingers worriedly. This could explode in their face, and he knew it.
“Well, I figure we needed to tell you just because it’s only fair. We’ve been mated, and we’ve been active in the bedroom, and there’s a big, big chance it could affect you in the future.” Brian began to babble. “You see, the reason why Minotaurs are all attracted to men but still manage to procreate is because there’s something inside our cum that actually changes our mate’s body a bit. It’s got something to do with DNA, or I think there’s some scientific explanation—”“
“What Brian means to say from his incessant yapping,” Ronan suddenly cut in, annoyance clear in his tone, “is that you could get pregnant from constantly having sex with us, your mates.”
Brian smacked his own forehead. Hayden’s eyes widened. He turned to the nightstand, reaching for his glasses with shaky hands as he put his glasses on. “I actually hadn’t thought of things that way,” he muttered. “I didn’t actually know. I know the world of supernaturals was a lot more intricate and weird, but I didn’t think that that piece of information in particular was true.”
Hayden looked shocked. He had actually turned a paler shade of white than he had before.
“You have every right to be angry at us for not telling you sooner. I mean, we wanted to tell you as soon as possible, but we just didn’t know when to tell you. We were talking about it earlier, just before we entered the room. But we’re serious about being your mates, Hayden, and we just wanted you to know that it could be in our future,” Brian admitted, though he could still see the shock in Hayden’s eyes. The rabbit shifter adjusted his glasses as they slipped slightly from the tip of his nose.
“And for what it’s worth, at first we just thought you knew, but as the time went on and we realized you weren’t asking any questions when it could be a very big deal,” Ronan added.
There was a moment of tense silence. This was exactly why he wanted to bring things up as smoothly as possible. Hayden’s eyes were darting side to side, back and forth, while he and Ronan stared at their mate while the rabbit shifter tried to process the information that had just been dropped on his lap.
Brian understood this reaction. That particular piece of information—that Hayden could get pregnant—was like a bombshell that just exploded. A sexy time between him and his mates turned into something that could potentially change his life forever, and that wasn’t just anything that Brian or Ronan could push him out of.
He just didn’t want to lose his mate just because he’d been careless. Could he lose his mate? He couldn’t discount the possibility, even if they were Hayden’s mates. It was possible that Hayden didn’t even want children, let alone possibly half-Minotaur, half-rabbit shifter children.
Brian inwardly grimaced. He really needed to learn more about rabbit shifters.
“Please say something,” Brian said. His eyebrows were furrowed. He could feel the pit in his stomach grow larger. Ronan’s face was carefully impassive. Brian turned towards him, seeing Ronan reluctantly extend, and retract his hand, as though Ronan wanted to place his hand on Hayden’s shoulder.
“I need some air,” Hayden announced suddenly. He started to wiggle out of the bed, his eyes still wide, and the tone of his voice rather shaky. He still looked shocked. But the rabbit shifter didn’t look at all angry, just—shocked.
Brian didn’t know whether or not that was a bad thing. “I’ll… I’ll be back tonight.”
Ronan was about to speak, but Brian cut him off. There was a certain sense of dejectedness in his tone, but he knew that this time wasn’t about him. “Take all the time you need.”
Hayden didn’t even answer. Quickly turning to the bathroom after grabbing a pair of pants and a sweatshirt, Hayden was in and out of the room before anything else could really be said.
And though Brian knew that it was better to say it now rather than wait until Hayden was actually pregnant, he still felt that pit inside of his stomach grow wider.
What if they were about to lose their little coinín?
Chapter Seven
Hayden felt like he was totally lost.
Everything sort of started to blur together each step that he took. From walking down the stairs to the beautiful hallways and past men who seemed to be becoming progressively chummier and chummier with each other, it was all just some big blob, or haze, that Hayden had to walk through while thinking about the bombshell that had just been dropped on his life at that very moment.
The thing was, he wasn’t even upset. Hayden felt numb. It was more of a fear of the unknown than it was a sense of anger towards his mates. Ronan and Brian didn’t intend for him not to know about this, it was just that they hadn’t expected that he didn’t know, and he truly didn’t.
But what did he expect? It was mating season. Minotaurs had been around for such a long time, and he’d never seen a Minotaur with a female partner. In fact, the men who decided to come to Caer Tarw all probably knew they were going to get pregnant, anyway! And why didn’t the Council say anything about this? If he knew he was going to get pregnant, he might’ve not come at all!
At least, that was the thought resounding in Hayden’s head. The truth was that he really didn’t know. He’d spent much of his time just being with Ronan and Brian, and realizing how much he needed the two when he found out that they were his two mates, that he’d basically eschewed all forms of contact with others. They’d spent more time in that beautiful room of theirs than exploring the grounds, but that was Hayden’s fault.
And if he hadn’t come to Caer Tarw at all, then he wouldn’t have met his mates. He would still be at his warren, his parents—two fathers and one mother, of course, because his mother needed two mates to keep her busy and happy—breathing down his back to get out of their house. He’d spent enough of their time going to a human college, and then having no work prospects and wasting their time and money, when all rabbit shifters really ever did was mate frequently and happily. Rabbits always did love big families. The thought of spending more time at home surrounded by baby bunnies was even sourer than realizing he was going to be lugging about a watermelon in his belly around for a few months.
He was a rabbit shifter. Of-fucking-course he was going to be horny and demand sex all the time, and of course he wanted to spend every waking minute with his mates. It was ingrained in him to constantly be thinking about them. Knowing he’d caused them a small amount of pain made a little gurgle of sadness bubble up inside him, but it wasn’t as bad as the arousal that he constantly felt now that mating season was close and his mates were literally right beside him. Even thinking about how he’d left his two mates in their room, naked, perspiring, and wanting, was enough to give Hayden a huge boner that wouldn’t abate as he walked out into the courtyard and towards the woods.
That said, was having a child really so bad? He knew he always wanted a big family, he just didn’t know how he was going to get there. Hayden didn’t know for sure if having a baby was a bad thing, but he definitely never entertained the possibility that he was going to be the one gestating, carrying, and pooping—Hayden wondered, if women were able to give birth through their sex, was he going to have to poop it out?—a baby out into the world. The thoughts muddled his head. He was babbling to himself and forgetting the world around him when the reason for the walk had been to clear his head.
Placing his hands into his pockets, Hayden walked a fair distance away from the castle to take in the fresh air. He sighed, taking a deep breath of the fresh air, feeling his rabbit approve of the surrounding verdant nature.
He could always think about all of this later. For now, he would try to take his mind off things.
Walking the trail through the forest, he saw the road fork ahead of one. On one side, he saw the edge of what looked to be a spring, or a pond, while the other led down a more scenic route towards the beach. Hayden shrugged. He hadn’t seen the pond before, so he might as well.
It didn’t take long at all to get there, partly because while he thought he was trying to distract himself from the issue at hand, Hayden was actually really just thinking about it more. When he got to the little pond, however, he’d actually been impressed.
The water was crystal clear, and he could see the smooth pebbles and rocks below. The clearing around the pond was evenly made, as though it had been artificially manicured, with the light of the sun filtering through the green of the trees and scattering against the surface of the water. There were even small benches scattered along the edge of the water, perhaps for people to
dip their feet, or perhaps just because the water level rose slightly because of rainfall.
Hayden was content with finding the bench farthest from the water, however. The stillness of the nature around him was pristine, and he didn’t want to do something as untoward as disturb the precious little sanctuary he’d found.
Settling back into his own thoughts, he thought he was finally going to get some peace and quiet.
Boy, was he wrong.
Suddenly, there was a rustling in the bushes that alerted Hayden. He turned his head, startled to see the largest man he’d ever met come out of the shrubbery.
It wasn’t that this man was large, but it seemed that he was just as large—if not larger—than both Ronan and Brian, and the two were goliaths. Seven feet of pure muscle and unadulterated sex, and this man seemed to be the same way as they were, even if he were older. Salt and pepper scattered through the stranger’s hair, and he was dressed in a plain white V-neck shirt that seemed to strain over his body because of his largeness. His eyes sparkled with good humor though, accentuated by the light crinkles in the corners of his eyes and a big grin on his face.
“O–oh, hello,” Hayden said. He was definitely still startled to see someone so large manage to sneak up on him through the foliage. “I didn’t think anyone else was here.”
“Well, hello!” the man said, his boisterous voice booming like thunder, jollier than any man really had a reason to be. “I’m sorry for startling you, boy, but I couldn’t help but smell you!”
Hayden blinked. Did he hear correctly? What exactly did this strange, yet oddly appealing man say? “Excuse me, what?”
“Oh!” The man guffawed. “I apologize. I forget that telling people you sniffed them from far away is a bad thing. But I digress! My name is Devon Jennings, and the Minotaurs call me their Elder. You might think of me as the alpha, or the head honcho!”
Hayden blinked. So that was why the man was as large as his mates. “Oh. Well, it’s nice to meet you, Elder Jennings.”