Trixing Your Mate

by Sara Spark

  Trixie collapsed in Hudson’s arms. She looked like she had been pleasured within an inch of her life. Hudson didn’t even hesitate. Just easily carried her to the counter and laid her over it and slowly pushed in and out, drawing out every ounce of her pleasure.

  A contented warmth stole over him as Keo soaked in the vision of his mates, watching as Trixie lay like a limp noodle across the counter and moaned and groaned with every slow desultory thrust that Hudson made. Wet cock pulling back, then gradually penetrating again.

  Trixie watched him back, watching his slow handling of his cock. He enjoyed watching the denouement of her orgasm. His owl now calm and satisfied that his mates had been taken care of. Keo felt like he could take a deep breath for the first time today.

  “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life, Trixie.” She smiled tenderly in response. “And that was the sexiest thing I have ever experienced.” Keo moved to pick up the phone.

  Keo’s voice roughened. “Thank you, Hudson, for taking care of our mate.” He cleared his throat. “I, uh, miss y’all. We will talk tomorrow. Goodnight, Trixie. Take care of her, Hudson.”

  “Always.” Hudson leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his mating mark.

  “Goodnight, mi lindo.”

  That had been last night, and he was impatiently striding around the stables tonight waiting on his mates.

  They had been delayed in traffic...again. Hudson was driving them to Keo’s cabin on the ranch. It was Friday night. Finally! Each work week seemed to drag by, yet the weekends disappeared before Keo could blink.

  Peering into a stable, Keo was just doing his rounds, checking to make sure that everything was where it should be. Keo was tense. His owl was raking at him. He was testy and had tried to avoid people most of the day, knowing that he was on a short fuse.

  “I cleared out Dusty’s stable a while ago.” Rimie was leaning against the wall hanging up a few of their everyday bridles.

  Keo had been so distracted that he hadn’t noticed her down the aisle, which was unusual for a Chimera. Chimera had advanced sight, hearing and smell. He should have been able to tell a block away that Rimie was in the stables still.

  “My Prima.” He nodded at her. Respectfully, calling her by her title.

  “So, I saw the mating marks on Trixie….”

  Keo stiffened.

  “Yet, she hasn’t said anything about Chimera.” His Prima looked at him questioningly.

  “As to that,” Keo shifted on his feet. It felt like he was in trouble with his Kindergarten teacher. “We haven’t exactly told her yet. I didn’t want to scare her. We were trying to get to know her first.”

  His owl started making clucking noises.

  Keo drew himself up rigidly straight. I am not a fuckin’ chicken.

  Sure acting like it.

  “Uh. Huh.” Rimie crossed her arms over her chest. “She’s a tough cookie. I think she will be able to handle the knowledge of shapeshifters.”

  “Right. Well, we had planned on telling her this weekend.”

  “She is your mate, but she is my bestie. You need to tell her sooner rather than later.” With that Rimie walked away.

  An hour later, Keo had given up all pretense of working and was simply pacing across his small cabin’s front porch. There had been a five car pile-up on the highway. Hudson had said they were only inching along. As he paced back and forth, he got more and more pissed. This was unacceptable. His mates should be here, where he could scent them, touch them and make sure they were safe. This setup was all wrong. Something he intended to change. This weekend.

  Another half hour passed and Keo could wait no longer. Stripping he changed into his owl and went soaring high to find his mates. When he found them buried in bumper to bumper traffic, he circled around them making sure that they were fine. Hudson rolled down the window, sticking his head out to look at him. Keo waggled his wings to let him know that he’d seen him.

  Lifting high, he let the excitement of flying fill him. Paired with the knowledge that his mates were safe, it made everything inside him begin to unwind. Leading Hudson through the traffic, Keo would determine which lane was the best and then move to hover over it, so that Hudson could change lanes accordingly. After only fifteen more minutes, Keo had maneuvered them through the gridlock and they were heading home. Keo flew ahead and had just managed to button his jeans when Hudson slowly pulled up.

  Quickly, Keo bounded down the steps and opened Trixie’s door, to discover Trixie curled up on the seat, sound asleep.

  “She didn’t sleep well last night.” Hudson said quietly. “She missed you.”

  Although he had been working all day on how they would explain about Chimeras and gently ease her into being a mate, he pushed it aside as unimportant now. He was entranced with the vision of his precious mate asleep, guarded and protected by his big bear of a co-mate. Keo nodded and scooped her up. Keo took her straight to his bed, filled with satisfaction to see her lying on his bed, her hair spilling across his pillows. He loved seeing her in his home. Striping her quickly, he eased her into one of his big tshirts.

  “I was going to grab a quick shower.”

  Nodding, Keo told him. “I made a stew if you’re hungry.”

  “Starving. I didn’t even stop to grab food. Just went straight from the nursery to pick her up and then here. Wanted to get here as soon as possible. It’s been a long week.”

  Chapter 9

  Trixie felt sluggish when she woke up an hour later. She probably would have rolled over and gone back to sleep if she hadn’t needed to pee urgently. Pulling on a pair of Keo’s socks in defense against the chilly floor, Trixie stumbled to the bathroom and then to find her men. Slowly, foggily, she moved to the couch where Keo sat watching Hudson build a fire in the hearth.

  “Come here, little minx.” Keo pulled her down on his lap, rearranging the blanket she had draped around herself so that she was bundled up nice and warm.

  Hudson stood up brushing off the dirt on his hands. Ambling over to Trixie, he gave her a hands-free, lingering kiss which all three of them groaned with enjoyment over. Keo’s hands tightened on her, but he made no move to disrupt the kiss. He just hummed his approval as he watched. After last night, all doubt had been erased from her mind that Keo may not want the three of them together, truly together. Keo had made it uber clear. He enjoyed the threesome as much as she and Hudson did.

  After washing up, Hudson reappeared with a steaming bowl of stew for her and a drink. Hudson sat down next to Keo, shoulder to shoulder, leg to leg. Then Hudson stretched her legs over him. And the three of them just relaxed in silence as Trixie ate her dinner. The men just gently rubbed her back or petted her calves. The touches gentle, affectionate. Trixie was content to drift while gazing at the fire. Her head resting against Keo’s chest as she tucked one hand in the crook of Hudson’s big arm encircling her legs.

  Keo was the one to break the silence. “We need to talk, mates. I don’t like this arrangement.” Trixie blinked over the word ‘mates’, they had both called her that a few times. She had brushed it off. Guess that’s what they called their partners in a threesome relationship? She had heard Rimie say it to her men. It was the ‘don’t like this arrangement’ part that had her pushing backwards to look at Keo’s face, confusion filling her. Hudson turned to face Keo.

  Her breath caught. Tell me he is not saying what it sounds like he’s saying. And it was at that moment that she realized: she didn’t want this to end. Ever. ¡Mierda! I think I have fallen in love with them! I’ve fallen in love with two—“

  Keo interrupted her thoughts, “We gotta do something about this. I don’t like spending all our time together trying to get to our varying meeting places.”

  Trixie released a big breath, “Oh, is that all?”

  Both men turned to look at her curiously. Hudson tilted his head, “What did you think this was about?”

  “Oh, nada.” Trixie breezed away the question with a wave of her
hand.

  “I want us in one place. That’s ours.” Keo continued.

  Hudson blinked at him, but then replied slowly. “O-kay.” They both turned to her.

  “I, I. So you want to move in together?”

  “We want a helluva lot more than that, beauty. But we can do this at your pace,” Hudson intoned.

  “We have a lot to talk about, things we need to tell you, Trixie, but I just want all this bullshit of three different places resolved first.” Keo raked his fingers through his hair, knocking out the tie holding it up. “I want to see y’all each night. I want to go to bed with my mates every night. I am tired of this ‘packing bags’ crap. Our things should be together. We should be together. In our home.”

  Trixie cupped Keo’s face and then brought her other hand up to cup Hudson’s, too. She gazed into piercing golden brown eyes and meltingly warm medium brown eyes. She felt the closeness of their presence both inside and out.

  “Yes,” Trixie said softly. “I want that, too.” Both men moved to kiss her and this time there was no awkward bumping of heads. They seemed to flow around each other smoothly. Keo gave her a soft, sweet kiss that made her heart clench. Hudson nibbled on her ear and neck until Keo was done and then took her lips in a gentle, light kiss that made her eyes water in emotion. A tear leaked down her cheek.

  “Are you crying, Trixie?” Hudson asked concerned.

  Keo tilted her head up, “I’m sorry, Trixie. I am an impatient ass.” Keo bent down and gave her a light kiss. “We can do this any way you want to do this. Go as fast or as slow as you want.”

  “No, no. I want to.” Sniffling, she took a tissue from Hudson. “Are you sure that is really what both of you want?” She looked searchingly into both of their eyes.

  They blinked and looked at each other for a moment. They shifted a bit on the couch. “Well, no,” Hudson admitted, rubbing his chin consideringly.

  “We want a lot more than living together,” Keo stated bluntly.

  “More?” Trixie asked sniffling.

  “A lot more,” Hudson said firmly.

  “Like exclusive?”

  Keo’s face darkened. “We are exclusive now. Right?! There isn’t anyone else, right?” His brows had snapped together in a frown.

  “Of course not, mi lindo. Just you two.” She blew her nose. Her tiredness and her emotions were making it hard to figure out the nuances of what they were saying. “So what do you mean by ‘more’?”

  “Everything,” Hudson said simply.

  “We want all of you, Trixie. Everything. Long term. We realize that for a hum—er--, that this might seem fast to you. We will take this fast/slow whatever you can handle.”

  Tears were streaming down her face. Both men looked more and more concerned.

  Keo opened his mouth to say more, but Trixie put a finger on his lips. “I feel the same. I feel something strong—” Her voice died away.

  “You feel the connection with us.” Hudson said quietly. “We feel it, too.”

  “Yes, but there’s three of us!” She voiced her last traces of doubt. “There shouldn’t be three.”

  “What makes you think there shouldn’t be three?”

  “It’s how I grew up. One man, one woman.”

  Keo eyed her cannily. “So, you would be able to choose just one of us? Not see the other one again. Ever. And that would make you happy?”

  “No!” She half yelled it in a knee-jerk response to the scenario Keo had just described. Her hands gripped them hard.

  “Shhhh.” Both men petted her, comforting her.

  “Trixie let us explain. We believe in a deity called Mater Natura. The Mater with her mate the Pater created us. She is the one that sends our mates to us. It is her blessing to us. The Mater chooses how many to group together. Sometimes it is just two of us. One male-one female. Sometimes more. Mating groups come in all different combinations, three, four, five. Males, females, both. It just depends on the Mater. We are a mating group. We are meant to be together. The three of us. That is why we have that connection.”

  “So this is your religion?” Trixie frowned trying to follow the implications of what Hudson was saying.

  “A little more than that, Trixie. We are another species.”

  Trixie’s eyes bugged out at that. “Another species?”

  “Chimera,” Keo said calmly.

  “Shapeshifters,” Hudson added helpfully.

  “I knew it. I knew this was too perfect.” She smacked her head. “¡Carajo! I have been sleeping with locos!” She slowly backed off of Keo’s lap. The men did nothing to stop her.

  Hudson said low from the corner of his mouth, “We haven’t been doing much sleeping.”

  “Beatrix Rosalina Alicia Montenez, what were you thinking?! Not one, but two hot guys that wanna fulfill your every sexual fantasy and make you stew are just gonna fall out of the sky into your lap?” She was muttering to herself as she moved, her hand still glued to her forehead. “Of course, they are crazy!”

  She took a few steps back and abruptly sat down on the coffee table when her legs ran into it mid-step. Spanish was rat-a-tat-tatting from her mouth as she shook her head back and forth.

  Keo just watched her, but Hudson snorted a few times and then couldn’t contain his laughter.

  Keo looked at him. “This is not funny.”

  “It is a little.” Hudson chuckled. Keo’s mouth twitched to the side for a moment and then both men were laughing as Trixie sat on the coffee table, bug-eyed.

  She nodded her head and plastered a smile on her face. Time to get out of here. “Yes, ha, ha, ha.” She forced some laughs out. “Well, I just remembered that, uh, Rimie wanted to talk to me.” She got up and started backing away from them. “She told me specifically that I needed to go see her before, uh, ten o’clock. And what time—”

  A flutter of wings and a haunting screech, made her gasp. Her heel slipped on the floor and she sat down hard on her ass. Her mouth fell open as a huge owl appeared and hopped up on the back of the couch. Dark eyebrows created a triangular shape that led into tufted ears. Dark-light patterning of its feathers, made it a dramatic and magnificent sight to see. Golden-brown eyes locked onto hers and she felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Things were about to get more bizarre, cause those were Keo’s eyes.

  Trixie started scrambling backwards from the huge owl.

  “It’s okay, Trixie. It’s okay. It’s just Keo. Just Keo, mate.” Hudson said soothingly as he tried to approach her, but she gave a little scream and scooched back. He stopped and knelt down where he was. “We would never hurt you. Never hurt you, mate. Shush.” Hudson soothed with his voice.

  Click, clack, click. Announced the owl approaching them. Trixie made a noise in her throat as it moved beside Hudson.

  “Keo, you’re scaring her.”

  Then without a noise, without dramatic tuba music or anything. Keo was kneeling in front of her stark naked. No owl.

  She took deep breaths as she tried to keep her shit together. “So, you’re birds?”

  “Yes.”

  “No.”

  “Which one is it?” She looked back and forth between them.

  “I’m an owl,” Keo said.

  “And you?” She turned to Hudson.

  “Trixie, I am not gonna shift right now. If Keo scared you, I am definitely going to scare you.”

  “Why, what are you a werewolf or something?”

  Hudson rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “A bear.”

  “Perdóneme?”

  Hudson shifted a little. “A grizzly bear.”

  Panicked laughter bubbled up inside her. She snorted. “I slept with a grizzly bear and an owl??” Her voice kinda raised at the end until it was partly a screech.

  The men looked at each other and then turned to her.

  “Yes, minx.”

  “Yeah, I guess so.”

  She slapped her hand over her mouth as hysterical laughter tried to escape.

  “Bu
t we aren’t animals, Trixie. We are another species. Chimera.”

  “What, what does that mean?” She responded to Keo, trying to keep her eyes from drifting all over that luscious coppery skin of his. Stay focused here, Trixie.

  “We are shapeshifters. We are part human and part animal. We have qualities of both, but truly we are neither. We are something else altogether. We have parts of us that are uniquely Chimera.” Keo tilted his head as he explained. Now looking at those movements, they seemed distinctly birdlike. How had she never seen that before? Well, it was not every day that she ran into a bird-man creature.

  “Next you are going to tell me that you need me to repopulate your species and that you beamed down from a planet orbiting the ninth star to the left of the sun!”

  Keo’s eyes flickered.

  “You are!” She pointed accusingly at Keo. “Which one? You need me to repopulate your species or you are from the ninth star?”

  Hudson gave a slight smile. “Trixie, neither. Neither. Keo was just thinking about children. We are not from another planet.” Hudson took a deep breath. “Let me explain. Female Chimera are pretty rare. Which is why a lot of male Chimera end up with human women, but since mates are rare, too, most Chimera are not with their true mate. We have been very blessed to find our mate. Most Chimera don’t.”

  Keo continued, “Chimera can control fertility mentally as we can with any of our other senses, so we can decide if/when to have children. But, you can only ever have children with a mate. Consequently, our birth rates are very low.”

  Somehow Hudson had gotten close enough to brush her hand with his, and she hadn’t even noticed him moving. “But Trixie, we need to tell you that, even with a mate, children are not guaranteed. We cannot say for certain if the three of us would ever be able to have children.”

  Trixie was speechless at that one. They’d gone from a threesome, to moving in together, to a new species, to low birth rates, to children. Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. Her head was whirling. Pregnancy. Children. Grizzly. Chimera. Owl. Shapeshifters. Mate. And her brain stopped on that one word.