Claimed by Fae_MMF Paranormal Romance

by Lisa Gardiner

  He nodded. “Willem died before the ambulance even arrived at the hospital. He’s well known to the police as a thug. They seemed to believe me that Willem was struck on the head in self-defense. They just want to take your statement and Arlan’s later.”

  “Did they find her body?”

  “Yes. Apparently, it floated to the surface. At least…what was left of it. That bleeding knee of hers, I guess it attracted all the crocs to feed on her.”

  She brushed away her welling tears with angry fists. Arlan’s arms wrapped around her from behind. He kissed the top of her head. The hot, dark scent of his body infused her senses. In her stomach, confusing emotions swirled. “I’m stupid, right? Why the fuck would I cry for her?”

  Jay looked stricken. “Because she’s your mother?”

  August gave a hard swallow. Jay got it. She stroked the rough pattern of the bedspread with her fingertips. “I would never have stopped wanting her to love me, you know that? I’m so stupid.”

  “Hey.” Jay grabbed her chin. “You are not stupid. She was your mother.” He brushed his lips against hers, claiming her, and she melted back against Arlan, who held her in a firm, comforting embrace. Their warmth and unconditional affection for her thawed bitterness, anger, humiliation.

  August leaned back, gazing up at Arlan. She bit her lip. “Obviously, this is a good thing. I won’t be upset about it for long. It’s just kind of a shock.”

  Jay nodded. “Don’t blame yourself for being a loving person.” A muscle in his jaw twitched. “She made her choices.”

  Arlan kissed the top of her head. “Dry your tears, baby. She’s so not worth it.”

  “That’s a bit insensitive, mate.” Jay stood up.

  Arlan let go of August and leaned back against the headboard, his eyes hooded. “You’d know.”

  “You’re still angry with me?”

  “Why did you run away last week? Why did you tear out of here and go to the pub?”

  Jay gestured at August. “Are you kidding, mate? You really don’t get it? She saw us kissing. I never meant for that to happen.” Jay reached out to touch Arlan. “But things are different now.”

  Arlan flung Jay’s hand away. “Why? I’m so sick of your bullshit.”

  “I thought she’d be disgusted. I thought she’d be hurt. Don’t make this about what happened afterward, because how the fuck could I know all that was going to happen?”

  Arlan’s lip curled. “It’s you who’re disgusted. Disgusted by who you are and disgusted by me. Was it because my claws came out? Was that part of the reason?”

  Jay slammed a hand on the wall above Arlan’s head. “I’ve never been disgusted by you. Ever. I don’t even know why you have these issues about being a were-lion. You’re beautiful when you transform. And now you have control over it. Just accept who you are, man.”

  Arlan laughed in his face. “Really funny coming from you.”

  Jay’s lips thinned. “Maybe, but regardless, I’ve never felt disgusted.”

  “Yeah, mate, you have. And maybe it’s not about my being a were. Maybe it’s only about wanting to fuck a man. I don’t even fucking know with you, but you have all these excuses. You wanted to make this about August being disgusted. But guess what? She already knew. Despite everything you’ve done to hide it, it was that obvious to her that we were lovers.” Arlan massaged the back of his neck, trying to relieve some of the tension in his body. “How long have we been doing this, Jay? You sleeping in my bed, and then backing off and sleeping in the spare room? You coming to me for sex and then backing off again, trying to hide what’s always been between us? How long have I been letting you do this?”

  Jay shrugged. “Since high school.” Arlan shook his head. A world of sadness welled up in Jay’s eyes. “How can I get you to forgive me?”

  Arlan put his fingers to his temples. “Jay, I’ve always known you were my fated mate. And maybe I’ve been a goddam pussy letting you walk all over me, but my gut kept telling me to stick it out with you.”

  “But August—”

  Arlan gestured at August. “Look at her necklace. Just look at it glow. You know what it means.”

  “That’s the blue spirit stone?” Jay asked.

  August fingered the glowing pendant.

  “Yeah, Jay. A turquoise pendant doesn’t normally have a pulsating light circling it.” Arlan’s voice was very sarcastic.

  “That’s the stone you’ve been talking about all these years? The one you wanted to give me.”

  “The one you told me you didn’t want.”

  Jay pulled a face. “I’m a guy. Guys don’t wear jewelry, unless they’re hippies or something, I wasn’t going to wear some stupid pendant.”

  “I know, Mr. Macho, you’re so straight acting. Like I said, you’re ashamed of what we do, ashamed of who you are, and ashamed of me.”

  August swallowed the lump in her throat. It hurt to see Arlan’s pain. They both looked so fierce, so gorgeous. If they rejected her in the end, it would all be worth it just to have been with them for a while, to have had this adventure. However much her heart would break when she went back home alone, it was still worth it.

  Jay’s hand shot out to capture Arlan’s face. His voice a harsh whisper, he said, “I’ve never been ashamed of anything about you. Of being gay or bi, yes. Of myself, yes. Nothing about you. I’m proud of everything you’ve become.”

  “Then accept what we are, Jay. Accept that we’re fated mates, and we can do this thing.”

  Jay turned to August. She wanted to speak, but her voice was choked by the slam of her heart. His expression was so intense, so dark. “You really weren’t upset, August?”

  “Jay, I lived among half-fae a fair part of my life. A bisexual lifestyle is no shock to me.” She played with her pendant. “I think Arlan’s right that the three of us really are fated. And he’s right that the thought of the two of you together does turn me on.” She swallowed and knew her cheeks were flame red. “It turns me on a lot.”

  Jay brushed his lips on her forehead. Then her lovers’ eyes met, and August’s arousal spiked, sudden and delicious. She placed her hands on the backs of each of their heads, guiding their mouths together.

  In an instant, it became a very open-mouthed, tongue-thrusting kiss. Jay grabbed Arlan’s golden-brown ponytail. Arlan rocked his hips forward, his white-knuckled hands gripping Jay’s shoulders. Jay, the muscles in his arms bunching, braced himself on the headboard and thrust forward.

  They pulled off their shirts so she could see their flat abs. Arlan’s golden skin shone in the light that streamed through the window. Jay glanced over at August. “Nearly losing you both made me realize how wrong I’ve been.”

  Arlan shrugged. “You needed time to sort yourself out. I get that it’s pretty macho down at the station.”

  “Yeah, they wouldn’t approve of this.” He slipped his hand beneath Arlan’s butt cheek on the bed, and August guessed he gave it a squeeze.

  “Now you—” Jay gestured at August. “What?”

  “Get your fucking clothes off!”

  August gasped at the savagery in his tone but didn’t hesitate to obey. When he got that intimidating tone in his voice, there was no way she could resist.

  August unbuttoned her blouse so that it hung at her sides, completely open. Jay’s dark eyes gleamed with heat. She laughed, breaking the tension. “Have you ever seen a bra before?”

  “I thought I might never see you in one again.” He reached around her to pull her shirt off her arms, tossing it on the floor, unfastening her bra. He looked over at Arlan. “Get those pants off.”

  Arlan undid the belt of his shorts, and slid them and his underwear down his legs, and tossed them off the bed, then lay back down completely naked. Jay gazed at Arlan with lust in his eyes to match her own. This was what she’d been dreaming of. This was what she wanted. The intensity of them staring at each other made her nipples pebble.

  Jay walked around to her side of the bed and sat bes
ide her. She jumped when he suddenly lowered his head and his lips touched her breast. The sound of her blood whooshing in her ears drowned out the mild tinnitus. Her pussy throbbed, yet they’d each only looked at her and each other with desire, only touched her breast, nothing more.

  “Have you ever seen such gorgeous full breasts on such a petite babe?” Jay murmured.

  “No, I’ve never seen any tits that pretty ever before.” Arlan’s voice dripped with an eroticism that had her quivering. His touch caused tremors that speared straight between her legs.

  Jay dipped his head and laved the taut nipple. Arlan sucked the other nipple into his mouth. She cried out, arching her back, pressing her nipples deeper into their mouths. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy, causing her to cream and her clit to throb with need.

  She reached to put her hand on Jay’s head and push him farther down on her breasts, but he restrained her wrist. Her heels dug into the mattress, and she rocked her pelvis against Jay’s hip. She throbbed; she ached; she wanted them both.

  Arlan released her breast and began licking her torso, setting every area he touched on fire. He grasped her free hand and held it to his shaft, rubbing it up and down.

  Jay let go of her wrist and opened the bedside drawer, pulling out the lube and a couple of toys. A dildo? Or a vibrator? And is that a glass plug?

  “You really want to watch two men, August?” She looked at the lube, the toy and then at Arlan.

  Arlan raised an eyebrow. “Who’s the toy for, mate? Not me.” Jay put them on the bed and said nothing.

  “And the lube? That’s for her?” Jay shrugged, making an ultra-innocent face. Arlan’s eyes widened.

  Was that fear in his eyes, or lust?

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  “We’ve only ever—” Arlan spluttered. “Just shut up.”

  “Seriously? Since when do we do anything that involves lube? Don’t try to prove something, Jay.” Jay put a hand over Arlan’s mouth “Shhh.” He kept his voice low and dangerous. “I told you to shut up.”

  They’d only ever sucked each other off. Arlan had always just accepted that he wouldn’t go there. Jay smiled. Things were going to change. After a moment, he slowly removed his hand from Arlan’s mouth. Soft lips left an electric tingle of moist heat on his callused palm.

  One side of Arlan’s mouth quirked in a disarming way. Jay thought of how often he’d seen that smile, a thousand times or more. He knew Arlan in almost every way it was possible to know a man, mortal or fae. He knew secrets about him that Arlan didn’t even know about himself. “Are you going to shut up, now?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes what?”

  Arlan looked at him, a hint of defiance in his green-gold eyes. Jay threatened to cover his mouth again. “Yes, sir?”

  Jay laughed and grabbed Arlan’s ponytail. “I knew it. You little whore. A Dom with women, and a sub for men. Or at least, a sub for me.” He ran his finger over Arlan’s jaw. “That’s what you were born to be.”

  Arlan swore quietly under his breath, then groaned.

  Jay glanced over at August, saw the lust and need on her face. She was so hot, so ready for anything. He’d never met a woman he was so compatible with. He handed August the vibrator. “Here, you might need this.”

  He could practically feel the heat coming off August as she blushed. Laughing, he gave her thigh a squeeze and got down on his knees. He pressed his face into Arlan’s flat golden abs, inhaling the hint of the savannah he suspected would never quite wash away from his lover’s skin. Sunlight shone through the window, glossing the tip of Arlan’s cock. Pre-come left a pearly sheen on its surface. Jay ran a finger along the marbled veins. It struck him that Arlan’s cock was as pretty as any pussy. Arlan gripped Jay’s shoulder, his tense muscles quivering in anticipation.

  “Don’t you worry about that lube for now, pet. Let’s relax you first.” He focused on the man he loved, running his hands up to Arlan’s chest, stopping to tweak his nipples, making that beautiful shaft rear up. “You want this, mate?”

  “Yes.” It was a whispered growl, as though Arlan didn’t really want to admit it but had to against his will.

  Jay smirked. Arlan thought he wanted to be dominant and toppy, and the were-lion certainly could be with women, but when Jay wanted him, he caved every single time.

  “So where do you want me? Where should I start? Here?” He began licking a trail downward, tasting sweat and salt, kissing his way down to the beautiful shaft he’d ignored for far too long. “Here maybe?” Jay grazed his fingers over Arlan’s sac and winked at August. Her fists were gripping the bedspread, her eyes wide, her breathing uneven.

  Arlan’s head fell back on a gasp, his chest heaving with excitement. Jay flicked his finger across the pearly drop of pre-cum. “Or would you prefer here?”

  Arlan managed only a grunt in response.

  Jay sucked the thick hot tip into his mouth. The salty taste hit his tongue with potency. He ducked his head to suck on Arlan’s balls with deep tugs.

  Arlan groaned “Please,” and Jay grinned, knowing that Arlan would regret begging later. Finally, he placed another open-mouthed kiss on the head. He filled his mouth with Arlan, sighed at the sheer pleasure of tasting him, sucking him. He rolled his tongue along the underside and groaned, knowing he was sending delicious vibrating sensations up and down Arlan’s dick. The shaft was so smooth, hard and broad. He sucked strongly, taking as much in as he could. He’d rarely done this for Arlan, and he owed him. His eyes watered, but he continued, massaging the prominent vein on the front of Jay’s cock that he knew so well.

  August was a sight to see. All bouncing, oversize tits and wet, gleaming pussy, she hadn’t turned the vibrator on, but she was stroking it softly between her lips, sliding it over her clit.

  Jay slid his finger up her thigh until he could rub her soft, damp folds and really see her nub. He stroked her wet pleasure button, delighting in her moans and her deeper groan when he thrust his finger in. He breached her deeper, and deeper while she clamped down on him.

  He started up a fast, thrusting tempo, sucking on Arlan and finger-fucking his girl, giving pleasure to both his lovers, getting painfully stiff himself but focusing only on their pleasure.

  Jay concaved his cheeks, pulling Arlan farther in, creating a tight vacuum, just listening to his moans.

  He stroked her thigh and pulled off Arlan to say, “Sweetie, can you help with the lube now?” Arlan’s body tensed up all over.

  Jay stroked Arlan’s hair. “Shh, shh, relax, mate.” In a decisive move, he spread August’s legs farther than they’d been, holding her thighs wide apart. He pushed the vibrator away that she’d been too shy to turn on. It fell on the bed by her side.

  “What are you doing, Jay?”

  “Shh.” He rested his fingers on her pulsing, puffy sex lips, enjoying how ripe and needy she was. “Just getting things ready.” He picked up the fat glass anal plug and stroked it over her clit, making her jerk, then plunged it into her hole, sliding it in and out. “This should get it nice and wet. Now sit up, August. You need to help me.”

  Seeming to recall herself, perhaps realizing how lewd she must look, August sat up, blushing. He squirted a generous amount of lube on the butt plug for good measure and handed it to August.

  “Roll over, boy.” Trembling, Arlan did as he was told.

  Jay handed her the butt plug. Shock registered on her face as he indicated with just a lift of his brow and glance at Arlan’s ass what he wanted her to do. But obediently, she pressed the tip of the glass plug to Arlan’s tight star. Arlan yelped and jumped, but August placed a hand on the small of his back.

  Jay watched her teasing the area in soothing circles. When she breached the rim, inserting it, Arlan’s sharp intake of breath alarmed him.

  “Are you okay, mate?”

  “Hurts some,” Arlan choked out. “Feels weird.”

  “Trust us, mate, it’ll be all right.” Jay began massaging Arlan’s scalp
. August glanced at him for permission to go on, and he nodded. August pressed the plug all the way in, eliciting another gasp from Arlan.

  Jay’s mouth watered as he took in the full picture, the broad, golden shoulders and the muscles in his back, tight bubble cheeks you could bounce a coin off of. And pretty, shy August, penetrating Arlan with the glass bulb. She picked the vibrator back up and slipped it between her closed legs again, so he could just see it peeking out.

  The sounds the two of them made went right to his cock, which seemed to get even harder. He allowed himself one rub against the bed.

  “Roll on your side, now, pet,” he commanded.

  Arlan shook but did as he was told, rolling over so that Jay could get a look at the long thick cock that had haunted his dreams and nightmares for so long. It seemed to stand out thicker and longer than it ever had before, if that were possible.

  What a fool he’d been, afraid of what was only natural for his kind. He gave the awesome mast three lazy, teasing tugs. The sounds coming from Arlan’s throat now sounded distinctly feline. Whatever Duvessa had done or not done, his golden-skinned lover was still a were to his core. Jay put his other hand on August’s vibrator. When she didn’t release her grip, he slapped at her hand. A high-pitched, feminine whine tore from her throat as he confiscated the toy.

  Jay forced her legs wider apart, brushing his finger across her sopping clit, thrusting a finger in her tight, delicious channel, testing it, probing it, curving his finger up to brush her G-spot, rubbing her clit with his thumb, making her plead.

  “Please, please, Jay,”

  He shifted her hips a little, angling carefully, and in one hard shove, he pushed her snug pussy on to Arlan’s shaft. His lover groaned long and loud as he sank into her wet heat.

  Instinctively, the were-lion rolled on top of her without Jay having to order it. Jay moaned at the sight of the plug still clenched between the cheeks of his perfect muscular ass.

  Greedy August tilted her hips and gripped Arlan’s ass, trying to take in as much as she could. Jay slapped her thigh. “Be still.”