by M. A. Church
“Huh,” Kirk said.
Tal licked the butter off his fingers. “My team wasn’t too happy with the last-minute change either.”
Dolf ate some popcorn. “Tal couldn’t say why he suddenly got up one morning and decided to change the design. All he said was it had to be done. He wouldn’t change his mind, no matter how much the foreman argued with him. We all knew it was strange for Tal to be so… argumentative over something that really wasn’t that big of a deal. Guess we know why now.”
Tal harrumphed. “If we wanted to convert to wood, then yes, it was a big deal.”
“You have a point,” Dolf said.
Kirk snagged some of the rapidly disappearing popcorn. “Oh, come on. Surely you aren’t saying that was done for me?”
Dolf sipped his water, then answered, “Our goddess works in strange ways.”
“You really believe that?”
Dolf ran his hand up Kirk’s leg. “We don’t usually mate with humans, Kirk. It really is rare. And it’s unusual for two bonded mates to have a third mate. Not unheard of, just unusual. So, yes, I believe that.”
“Me too,” Tal added. “I didn’t know why the changes were needed, just knew they were. I didn’t question, just did them. Now, well, now we know why.”
Dolf grabbed a last handful of popcorn. “Also explains why you increased the size of the master bath shower.”
Tal fed Kirk the last of the popcorn. “It’s big enough to fit three men.”
“Glad to hear it.” Kirk licked the butter dripping down Tal’s fingers.
Tal’s eyes zeroed in on Kirk’s mouth. “Bed’s huge too. There’s plenty of room to spread out.”
“Speaking of which…. Why don’t you lie down?” Dolf pressed a kiss to Kirk’s neck.
Kirk handed the bowl of popcorn to Tal. “Mmm, back or stomach?”
Dolf removed the throws that covered them. The heat from the fireplace would help keep them warm. “Tal, on your side, sweetheart. Kirk, I would like for you to get Tal ready to take your cock.”
“But….” Kirk stalled out as Tal lay down. “I thought—”
“I’m going to be getting you ready at the same time.”
Tal moaned. “Oh, he’s going to fuck you as you fuck me.”
“I am.” Dolf helped Kirk get into position. “Here… yes, lie on your side, Kirk, facing Tal’s feet. That way you can finger him and suck his dick. Right, now bend that leg so I can reach your hole. Tal, you can come whenever, but Kirk? Please try to wait until I’m in you. Hear me, Tal? Don’t make Kirk come with your mouth.”
“Yes, Dolf.”
Dolf squirted lube on his fingers, then on Kirk’s. It didn’t take either man long to get into the groove of things. Tal had swallowed Kirk’s dick. Kirk had one finger buried in Tal’s ass and was doing his best to deep throat Tal’s cock. Perfect. Dolf situated himself by Kirk’s ass.
Was there anything more lovely than watching two hot guys suck each other? Especially his two hot guys? Tal rested his head on one of his arms, and his other hand was on Kirk’s leg. His hips thrust back and forth as he buried his cock in Kirk’s mouth. Tal was constantly moaning.
Tal popped off Kirk’s dick, sighing loudly. “Oh… oh yes. Go slow, Kirk. I like gentle. Yes, yes, yes! Like that. Ah, ah, that’s so good. That’s how I like it.”
“Like Kirk’s finger in your ass, sweetheart?” Dolf asked.
“Oh goddess, Dolf, it feels so good.” Tal whimpered. “More, Kirk. Please. I need… oh yes. Just like that.” Tal abruptly yowled. “Right there!”
“Found your prostate, didn’t he?”
“Y-y-yes.” Tal cried out. “His fingers are so big.”
Kirk snorted.
Dolf brushed his hand through Tal’s hair since it was right there. “Don’t forget…. Take care of him too, sweetheart.”
Tal lowered his head and eagerly swallowed Kirk’s dick. The sound that came from Kirk certainly wasn’t a snort that time.
Dolf lubed his fingers and pressed slowly inside his human. Kirk was still loose from when Tal had made love to him. Dolf quickly slipped in another finger and heard Kirk groan.
A wicked grin crossed Dolf’s face. Kirk liked the burn. He spread his fingers open, dragging another grunt from Kirk. Ah, that was interesting. His mate liked a little pain. Gleefully, he added another finger. The demanding whimper from Kirk told him a lot. Tal didn’t want that sexy bite of pain, but Kirk did.
“Fuck, you are so hot inside, Kirk. Love how your ass wants my fingers, how it sucks them right in. I’m going to fill you up and ride you hard. Hear me? I going to fuck you until you yell for me because you like it like that, don’t you? You like that burn.”
Kirk thrust his hips back, trying to take more.
“I’m going to come in you, Kirk, just like Tal did. Going to fill you with my seed and claim you as mine. Then… then watch it drip out of your ass—dirty you up again.”
Kirk pulled his mouth off Tal’s shaft. “Fuck, yeah. Fuck me, Dolf.”
“On your hands and knees, both of you.” There was a scramble as both Kirk and Tal assumed the position.
Kirk, on his knees, held his shaft while he petted Tal’s hip with his other hand. “I’m going to go slow, Tal. Nice and slow. Let me know if it hurts.”
“You’re so….” Tal purred hard. “It’s so good, Kirk. You fill me so good. Claim me, mate.”
“Shit,” Kirk whispered, freezing.
“It’s okay, Kirk.” Dolf moved behind Kirk. “You can do this. He’s claimed you, and I’m going to now. You have to claim us too. Just think about coming in him with nothing in the way, of filling him up. You can do this.”
“I… I know. I just panicked for a second.” Kirk blew out a breath, then continued slowly working his length inside Tal. He rubbed his hands up and down Tal’s back.
“Oh, oh, Kirk, wow. I need you to fuck me,” Tal panted.
“Let me get inside him, Tal, and he will. We both will.”
Kirk glanced back at Dolf. “I’m open enough. Do it. Fucking take my ass, man.”
Dolf grasped Kirk’s hips and pushed in, not stopping as he filled Kirk up. Kirk groaned roughly, but Dolf kept going until he bottomed out. All three of them froze.
Finally, Kirk spoke. “Move, Dolf. Fuck me so I can fuck him.”
Dolf’s claws lightly pierced Kirk’s hip.
“Holy shit, are those claws I feel?” Kirk gasped.
Taking a good hold, Dolf pulled out and slammed back inside. “Fuck right it is. Does that scare you?”
A low moan tore out of Kirk as his cock pushed into Tal. “Hell no. I can take whatever you can give.”
“Good.” Dolf took Kirk at his word.
Dolf pumped into Kirk, making him plow into Tal. The smell of apple pie, cinnamon, and honeysuckle filled the den. The sharp smell of clean male sweat floated on the air currents. Shadows from the fireplace and candles danced on their naked skin. The three of them spoke softly to each other, their voices rough with desire. Loud purrs, needy growls, and Kirk demanding to come echoed through the den.
“I’m close,” Tal huffed.
“Me too.” Kirk tightened his grip on Tal.
Dolf reached across Kirk and ran a claw over the meaty part of Tal’s shoulder. A thin line of blood welled up.
“Don’t think, Kirk. Just do it. You have to in order to finish the mating process with Tal. Now, drink.”
Kirk pressed his lips to the cut on Tal’s shoulder.
“Oh shit, oh shit….” Tal came, his come fountaining out in front of him.
“Fuck… coming!” Kirk raised his head and licked the blood off his lips, shouting like Dolf said he would.
A few more thrusts, and Dolf growled. “Going to fucking claim you.”
Dolf spurted deep inside Kirk, marking the human as his.
Chapter 10
Kirk
“WOW.”
All three of us sprawled in front of the fireplace, day fading into night. Wow. O
h, wait, I’ve said that already. Maybe, oh my God wow? How about, fucking wow? Can it get any better wow? I came twice in one night wow? They’re going to be the death of me wow? I drank blood wow? Wasn’t that a pause in the programming? I’d drunk Tal’s blood. Actually put my mouth on that cut, sucked the blood into me, and swallowed.
After all those years of playing safe, I’d just broken every rule in the damn book and done it without a thought. Dolf had cut Tal and told me to drink, and I’d done what he said. It hadn’t been half-bad. It hadn’t been half-bad. I can’t believe I just thought that. I drank blood, and all I have to say is it wasn’t half-bad. Jesus. How much more bizarre are things going to get? And am I ready?
Dolf had risen earlier to add more wood to the fire. The soft light highlighted his skin, framing him. I let my gaze slowly travel his body. The sharp definition of muscles in his back drew my attention. Such beauty. His legs were well-defined, nice and muscular. I glanced at his feet, his delicate and smooth feet. Shit, I was sunk.
Dolf’s ass was spectacular. I bet I could bounce a quarter off those glutes. Firm, tight, and man, I wanted to sink my fingers in that ass and hold on while thrusting in and out. And that brought me to my current problem. Dolf didn’t like bottoming, said it hurt him. That certainly put a damper on things. How was I supposed to fuck him, knowing he didn’t care to bottom?
Suddenly, Dolf rolled over to face me. “Didn’t you say something about not being able to come twice today?”
Oh, someone’s gloating. I yawned nonchalantly. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Un-huh. I’m sure I remember you saying you couldn’t come again tonight. Something about your age, I believe. I told you that you would. I was right.”
“Well, okay… I’m a big enough guy to admit I was wrong. What can I say? You two inspired me.”
Tal turned to face me too, fighting not to yawn. “And the loser did get my ass.”
“And I enjoyed every minute of it.” I yawned again. “Enjoyed getting plowed too. Man, that was fucking hot.”
Tal yawned too. “Now you’ve gone and done it. We’re passing yawns around. I’m ready to go to bed. What about you guys?”
I fought another yawn back, eyes watering. “I’m tired too. It’s been a long day.”
“How do you feel?” Dolf asked.
“Pretty good. So, do you guys want to stay here or go to the bedroom?”
Dolf grabbed the throws we’d kicked off. “The floor is hard, but we’d have more room here than in the bed. The fireplace is right there—kind of romantic.”
Aw, the big tough guy had a soft side. “I’m all for it. We can get the bedspread off my bed, and the pillows, and add that to the mix.”
Tal yawned, stretched, then stood up. “Is it okay for me to take a shower?”
“Sure.” I pulled myself to my feet. “I’ll get the stuff from the bedroom, Dolf.” I herded Tal in front of me. “Come on, Tal, I’ll show you where the towels are. Also, the water takes a minute to warm up, and the pressure isn’t all that great. You might want to wait on washing all that hair, if you’d planned on doing that tonight. It’ll take forever to get all the shampoo out.”
“Oh, okay. Thanks.”
I led Tal to the other part of the house and showed him where the clean towels were. I did a quick cleanup while I waited for the water to warm up. I wrapped a towel around me and leaned against the vanity, watching Tal braid his hair.
“Is there something wrong?”
I stopped staring at the cute guy in my bathroom. Hell, if I wasn’t careful, I’d be spending most of my days staring at these two. That damn braid fell almost to his ass. God. “No, nothing wrong, but I have a quick question.”
“Okay.”
“I’m just going to throw this out there. Dolf said he doesn’t like bottoming. Said it’s uncomfortable for him. If I understand how this mating deal works, I have to fuck him.”
“Right. You have to come in him and drink his blood.”
“Then do you have any advice on how to go about doing that? Not the blood-drinking thing—that doesn’t seem to be a problem for me, knock on wood. The come-in-him thing, I mean. He doesn’t like bottoming. So, how do I make it good for him? Or can I?”
“He’s let me top him a few times. Not much. The best way is to suck him while fingering him. He’s so tight, Kirk, it takes a while. Use lots of lube and try to keep his mind on his dick. Stretch him until you can get three fingers in him… then go slowly.” Tal held the end of his braid, looking around.
“Hold on, I think I have a rubber band in one of the drawers.”
“Oh good. I don’t want to get it wet after what you said.”
I hunted through the drawers until I found what I was looking for. “Here you go, and I don’t blame you. So… go slowly?”
“Be gentle. He has the tightest ass I’ve ever known. Make love to him on his back so he can see you. His cat won’t allow any other position. And, frankly, he can get a little pissy even with that. His animal looks at it as a threat to his dominance. Jack him off the whole time too.”
I checked the water. “It’s too bad he doesn’t like to bottom. He’s missing a lot. But if you don’t like it, it’s not missing out, huh? Okay, water’s ready. And thanks, Tal. I want this to be as good as possible for him.”
Tal nodded, then stepped in the shower. I ducked in the bedroom and grabbed the bedspread and pillows, my mind racing. Slow and gentle were the keywords. Dolf didn’t like the actual act, but I bet he’d like a little pampering.
That’s what I’d do—maybe some massage and slow kisses—to help get Dolf in the mood. There was more to fucking than penetration. Okay, maybe there wasn’t. But there damn sure was to making love, and that’s what Tal had called it. Making love.
Holding the bedspread and pillows in my arms, I hesitated outside the den. Dolf lay on the old bedspread we’d put down earlier, a throw over his hips. The firelight touched him, making him appear darker than he was. He lay on his side, staring at the fire, his head resting on his hand. My breath tangled in my chest as I watched him. He made me want to break out in song or some sort of nonsense.
“Come lay down with me, sexy.”
I jerked so hard I almost dropped what I held in my arms. How did he know I was standing there?
“Did I mention shifters have a heightened sense of smell? Hearing too.”
“I bet that can be a pain at times.” I sat by him and spread the pillows out.
“Sometimes. But when I smell you or Tal, I’m glad I do. Of course, forget carrying on private conversations. Even if you stood at the other end of the house and whispered, I’d hear you. We don’t mean to eavesdrop, but it’s difficult not to.”
“Huh. Well, I’ll remember that. No cussing under the breath. Got it. And I’m not sexy,” I added as I arranged the bedspread over me. “That fits you and Tal, not me.”
Dolf leaned into me. “I really wish you’d stop that. I find you sexy. Period. Sex appeal is in the eye of the beholder. I like the few strands of white in your hair. The brown of your eyes reminds me of dark chocolate, which is one of my favorite things.” Dolf purred, cupping my jaw.
One of his fingers rubbed across my bottom lip, a little teasing touch. My lips parted and he slipped his finger inside. I sucked on the digit as though it were a cock, my tongue swirling around it. Dolf’s eyes grew heavy as he watched me, his purring growing louder.
“Like I said, I find you sexy. I say what I mean.”
I could not only smell him, but seeing a tent above his lap, I believed him. “I… I’m not used to thinking of myself that way.”
Dolf brushed his lips over mine. “Then I’ll make sure you do.”
Shit. “Dolf….” I sighed into his mouth. God, the man could kiss. “There’s no way I can get it up again tonight. As much as I want to, and we need to, it’s just not happening.”
“I know. There’s always tomorrow.”
I lay down on my back,
Dolf off to the left of me. His hand rested on my chest, our fingers entwined. We both lay there, watching the fire. Tal joined us, snuggling in on the right. His hand joined ours on top of my chest.
Between the heat from them and the fire, I dozed off, content for the first time in a long time.
UNFORTUNATELY, THAT contentment didn’t last. Tal and Dolf were used to sleeping with another body in the bed. I wasn’t. I’d gotten used to being able to spread out and… well, Tal was a snuggler. His hands caressed me all night. How many brain cells had I lost from lack of oxygen because of the blood pooling at my groin? Every time I turned, Tal turned with me. I’d wiggle away, and he’d follow me.
The sun was barely up, and here I was in the kitchen, trying to find something for the three of us to eat. I had not slept well. Cancel that. I hadn’t slept at all. My body was stiff, probably from tossing and turning all night on a hard floor. I also had a low-grade ache at the base of my neck. Not a full-out headache, which was odd. Considering how good I felt, I had to question if I even had a concussion. And to top it off, all I had to feed Tal and Dolf was instant oatmeal with some lovely instant coffee. Well, so much for a nice breakfast.
I’d just taken a sip of coffee when Tal stumbled in the kitchen. Several little wisps of blond hair had come loose from his braid, curling around his face, and his eyes were heavy. The night pants rode low on his hips and his feet were bare. Jesus, he had the longest middle toe. I’d love nothing more than to hold his foot and suck that sexy long toe until Tal begged to come. Fuck it, I wanted to throw him on the table and have him for breakfast.
“Ooooh, coffee. Thank the goddess, you have coffee. Please, I beg you, gimme.”
“Okay, beg.” Hadn’t I been thinking just that—him begging? My cock jerked with interest.
Tal’s lovely blue eyes widened.
“You know, you should really be careful what you say around me. I just might take you up on that offer.” I opened a cabinet and handed Tal a mug. The table was looking better and better.