Trixing Your Mate

by Sara Spark

  Trac appeared to rapidly sweep up Rimie who had been one of the first ones at the Humvee. Trac set her down on the edge of the crowd and stood partly in front of her.

  “Keo,” The voice was low, but his owl recognized the sound of his Alpha’s voice. “Keo, no one here wants to hurt your mates.” Keo felt the vibrations of his Alpha’s words ring through him. “Keo, you need to let us help them.” Keo’s owl shifted back and forth on his feet in agitation.

  Everyone else pulled back as Alpha Magnus slowly stepped forward.

  “Keo, transform, brother, and let us help you.”

  Keo heard a noise that penetrated through his enraged, owl brain. It was Rimie who was leaning against Trac on the outside of the circle, tears pouring down her face.

  His Prima was upset. Why was she upset??

  His mates needed help, not defense right now! And with that realization, Keo leapt down to transform right in front of the car door.

  Magnus’ golden eyes captured his immediately. “You will let us help your mates, Keo. We will not take them away from you. You will help heal them as is your right, but we need to get them to the Med right now.”

  Keo felt the power in that golden “Alpha” gaze. Alphas had the power to dominate other creatures: animals, humans, Chimera, anyone. But most especially anyone that was oath-bonded to the Alpha, which Keo was to Magnus.

  Taking a deep shuddering breath, Keo tried to settle his rampaging animal. He could feel his Alpha working to control his animal.

  “Do you want him to die?!”

  A look of utter devastation appeared on Keo’s face. An owlish, unhuman screech of protest escaped from his mouth.

  “No, brother, you don’t. Let us help.” Magnus was now in front of him.

  Turning to the Humvee, Keo stiffly, slowly reached down and tenderly picked up Trixie in his arms. When Magnus reached in to pick up Hudson, Magnus was a humongous Chimeric tiger shifter so that, yes, he could actually lift Hudson, Keo couldn’t help it, sounds of distress leaking from between his gritted teeth. Keo crowded up near Magnus. His eyes sweeping over the unconscious mate in his arms and the mate in Magnus’ arms that was losing blood by the buckets.

  Magnus took them down deep underground, which his bird didn’t like, but he realized would be the safest thing for his mates. After trying to hook them up to two different beds and watching Hudson’s vitals drop alarmingly, the doctor, called ‘Sana’ by Chimera, had quickly decided that Hudson and Trixie needed to be in a bed together. Sana Matias put them in an Avian room that had huge tall ceilings and various perches high on the walls. Keo had transformed again and painstakingly flapped his broken wing that was slowly knitting together up to the perch that would give him the best angle to watch every move of the nurses and Sana Matias.

  Every once in a while, if Keo didn’t like how something looked, he would ‘bark’ a warning. Owls could make a barking noise very similar to a dog’s bark. Hudson had so many bullets in him that they had to work on him for a long time. But at his owl’s protest, everyone would warily look up at him, slowing their movements down so he could see that they meant no harm. Avian Chimera were known for their speed and Keo being an Eagle Owl had not only speed, but exceptional power in his legs and talons. Keo could remove someone’s eyeballs before they could open their mouth to protest.

  Hours later, both Magnus and Trac had given Keo blood a few times each. Their blood wouldn’t help Trixie, nor Hudson directly since neither of them had sworn an oath to Magnus. So the only way to help was to give Keo their blood and have Keo feed his mates. Keo preferred it that way, anyway. He had the right to take care of his mates.

  “Keo.”

  Trac was back, talking to Keo through the huge observation glass. “Keo.” Trac said again into the microphone. Keo landed on the ground in front of the window blocking the sight of his mates, vulnerable and hurt in the bed.

  Once Keo had transformed, Trac continued. “Thought you might want to know that the military group disappeared. As we were helping you and getting Trixie’s relatives to a human hospital. It seems they came in and cleaned up their dead. All we have is a couple of Humvee’s that were stolen from a military base in West Texas last month.”

  Keo made a sound in his throat in protest.

  “Yeah, I hear you. It looks like they are targeting our mates. We will get them, Keo. They will make one too many mistakes. In the meantime, we will need to put some precautions into place for Chimeric mates.” Keo nodded.

  Trac looked at him searchingly. “Have you slept?” Trac’s eyes flickered over the untouched food tray on the table.

  Keo didn’t respond just stared back at him stonily. Talons snapped in and out of his fingers causing drops of blood to splash pitter-patter on the floor. Keo knew that he was riding the dangerous edge of losing control.

  “Get over there and eat that food.” Trac pointed at the tray. “And that’s an order from your Beta!”

  His owl screeched a protest.

  Trac roared at the defiance. Trac was a black jaguar. Huge and fast. His cat was an irritable asshole on the best days. And he would take no rebellion to orders from the Alpha or the Beta. Controlling a group of Chimera meant that they obeyed the orders of the leaders they had sworn a blood-oath to.

  “You bad-tempered bastard, get over there and eat. And then sleep for at least two hours.”

  Keo stiffened in protest.

  Trac’s expression softened slightly. “Keo, they need your blood to heal, yes, but they also need your touch. You need to lay beside them and touch them so they know you are alive and okay.”

  Keo blinked at that internally. Was he the reason that their healing was delayed? He hadn’t touched them. He had been up in the rafters, overseeing everything, protecting them from above, but did they need him nearer?

  Trac’s voice hardened, “Now, get over there. Eat and sleep two hours. Or I will come in there and knock you the fuck out. And then where will your mates be?”

  Keo gritted his teeth at Trac’s disappearing back and went over to the food.

  Chapter 12

  Late the next day

  Trixie woke up squashed between her two men, and feeling like she had the worst hangover to ever have been experienced by any person on the planet—including college kids.

  After taking care of her bathroom needs, she opted for a quick shower. Walking back into the room that looked like one huge hospital room, she met Keo’s piercing eyes. She went over to kiss him softly.

  “Mate.” He murmured when she pulled away.

  She smiled at him and looked past him to Hudson. She sucked in a breath hard as she saw what looked like wounds all over him. She swayed where she stood, seeming lost in Hudson’s big black t-shirt and a pair of pink fluffy socks that Rimie said she loved. Keo casually picked her up and set her down in between him and Hudson. She knelt on her legs between them as she inspected Hudson’s wounds. They were everywhere. Most of them looked like they were well on their way to healing, but some were still open and oozing blood a little.

  Keo got her some food and told her the events of the previous days as he sat behind her and brushed out her hair in long sweeping strokes. After which she insisted on calling her family. Her sister and her nephew were still in the hospital, but her sister would be released tomorrow. Her nephew had just been moved out of intensive care and they would hold him for a few more days to make sure everything was normal.

  “You sure you can’t tell mamá, where you are, bebé? We can come and bring you home.”

  “No, mamá, Keo is taking very good care of us. And Hudson isn’t awake, yet. They said it will be any minute. I need to be here. Plus, they want me hidden right now, until they can tell if there are any more bad guys around.” Her mamá didn’t need to know that Trixie needed to stay here. Needed to be with her men. The last thing she wanted to do was to be separated from them. “I will call you again tomorrow.”

  Suddenly the camera tilted crazily, and her papá was on the scr
een. “Beatrix Rosalina Alicia Montenez are you married?”

  Trixie’s eyes bugged out. “Wha--?”

  “That man says he is your husband.” Her papá pointed accusingly at Keo.

  Keo just sat stoically, crossing his arms as he leaned against the headboard next to Trixie. She turned to him with a little frown on her forehead.

  “And I am her husband, too.” Said a hoarse voice. “Hudson Trent. I am Trixie’s husband along with Keo.” Hudson scooched up to lean against the headboard, but his color paled alarmingly as he did.

  “Dos??”

  “Sí, Papá, I have two husbands that I love very much.” She said absently as she watched Hudson’s pale gray visage. “I have to go.” Hanging up the phone, Trixie tossed it on the table next to the bed.

  “Hudson, mi osito, how do you feel?” Trixie cupped his face in concern.

  *****

  A few hours later, after getting Hudson some food, filling him in on events, and giving him some blood, Hudson looked much better.

  “They’ve been having suspicious activity around Stone Tower for weeks now. I thought they were after the Alpha family. I never expected them to go after you.” Keo leaned over Hudson to give Trixie a light kiss on the top of her head. “Sorry, mate.”

  “Not your fault that there are homicidal whack-jobs out there, mi lindo.”

  Keo and Trixie were on either side of Hudson as they brought him back to the bed after helping him through a shower.

  “I feel as weak as a newborn kitten.” Hudson’s eyes widened. “Fluffy and Persimmon! I never leave them this long! I gotta ask someone to—“

  “The demon twins are here.” ‘Demon twins’ was Keo’s nickname for Hudson’s two cats.

  Keo and the cats had a very uneasy relationship. Keo tried to pretend they didn’t exist and perversely, cats being cats, tried to insinuate themselves into his lap at every opportunity.

  “Here?” Hudson asked incredulously.

  “At the main ranch house. Funnily enough, Jasper has been taking care of them. A perfect match.” The old cook Jasper was notoriously irritable.

  Trixie snorted, as she took a towel to Hudson’s mop of damp hair.

  Hudson rumbled, “As long as he doesn’t get any ideas about adopting them. Those two are mine.”

  “Heaven forbid,” Keo said dryly.

  Hudson sank back into the pillows with a sigh.

  “Does he need more blood?” Trixie looked at Keo.

  “I’m fine.”

  Keo watched him, swiftly noting all the wounds, a few of which had reopened from the shower.

  “I don’t need any more blood.” Keo knew that Hudson was concerned about the large blue and green bruise on Trixie’s temple that was healing, but too slowly for Keo and Hudson’s tastes. They didn’t want Trixie giving up any more blood right now.

  “Minx, you can still help Hudson without giving him blood, if you are game?”

  “How?”

  “Lick his wounds.”

  Trixie looked surprised but not disgusted. Good sign.

  “Ok.” She shrugged and bent down to start.

  Keo took a few moments to dim the lights a little, close the curtains to the observation window and set the lock on the door. When he turned around he was treated to the sight of Trixie’s round, full, naked ass framed by the big black t-shirt shimmying and shaking as she licked the wounds that had reopened on Hudson.

  Putting on a burst of speed, Keo was beside Trixie giving her a smack to her bottom. “Are you trying to deliberately torture us?”

  “No, I wasn’t.” She gave another wiggle of her hips. “But now I am.”

  Keo burst out with a laugh.

  Trixie moved on to a few more wounds that she wanted to heal. Keo waited a minute and then gave her another smack. This went on a few more times, until all three of them were breathing heavily. Trixie had made it to Hudson’s neck and was licking over another jagged tear that looked like it was healing, getting increasingly hot and bothered with each successive lick and spank.

  Keo caged himself over them his dick pressing warningly into her hip. “I love spanking you, Trixie,” he murmured into her ear. “Not as much as fucking you, but it is a close second.” He thrust again, the wet head of his cock dragging across her hip and Trixie moaned. Hudson’s big hand was threaded through her hair stroking her scalp.

  Pushing up on her hands. Trixie reached out to cup Hudson’s face. “Hudson, mi amor, Keo and I are going to make love. Will we disturb you? We can go somewhere else, mi osito. I don’t want to disturb your rest.” Trixie looked in his eyes searchingly.

  “To hell with rest!” Hudson scowled. “I am fucking joining in!”

  “You can’t. You are too wound—“ Trixie’s voice trailed off as she took note of the impressively large tent in his lap.

  Keo whisked the sheet off uncovering Hudson’s huge cock. “I believe promises were made about claiming us.”

  “That boulder is not fitting in my back door!”

  “Shhh, mate, we will get you nice and stretched before we get our cocks near your pretty rosebud, but we can use our fingers to start working up to things.” Keo gave her a hard kiss.

  “Oh. Okay. But I thought you both had to be inside me for a claiming? How is that gonna work?” And that’s when a naughty thought entered her mind. Her whole being shivered with arousal.

  “What was that?!” Hudson asked in awe.

  Keo looked at her curiously. “We felt that all the way through our soul connection. What were you thinking of, mate?”

  She blinked at him, hesitating.

  Giving her a hard, stinging kiss that she loved, Keo said, “Tell us. Trust us, Trixie.”

  Blushing furiously, she mumbled her idea to sharp sucked in breaths from her men.

  Her hair was gripped in a hard hand and her lips were ruthlessly taken. Hudson pulled back to say. “You are so fucking perfect, mate.”

  After another hard kiss from Keo, and her shirt was yanked off. They laid her down between them and preceded to drive her insane. They kissed, licked and nipped till she was writhing between them. “Keo, Hudson!”

  Hudson had been up on his elbow but now had slid down onto the pillows. Keo’s eyes narrowed at him.

  “Keo, if you can take the more active role?” Hudson looked at him.

  “Is it too much mi osito?”

  “No, mate, I am definitely coming along for the ride. I am just going to let Keo do a lot of the work, ok?”

  Keo eyed them judiciously. “I think side is gonna be easiest for Hudson.” He maneuvered Trixie until she was spooning with Hudson, and both of them were facing him. “And I will tell you now mates. I have been doubly blessed. With the perfect mate,” Keo gave her a tender kiss. “And the perfect co-mate.” He gave a squeeze to Hudson’s shoulder. “I am well aware that Trixie would not be here today except for Hudson. I thank the Mater every day for you both.”

  “Me, too,” Hudson said simply and put one of his hands on Keo’s shoulder.

  Keo’s eyes got firmer and his tone hardened. “Right now for this, I reserve the right to stop this at any time if it is too much for either one of you, agreed?”

  Hudson nodded.

  “Yes, Keo.” Trixie sniffled.

  Keo looked alarmed. “Are you crying, love?”

  “Love?”

  Keo cocked his head to the side. “Of course, you are our mate. Of course, we love you.”

  Reaching out Trixie pinched one of his nipples. “Ow! What the hell, mate?”

  “Tell it to me right!”

  Keo’s face softened. His hands came up to cup her face. “I love you, Trixie.”

  “I love you, Keo.” They shared a long, intimate kiss that had her squeezing her thighs together to put some needed pressure on her pussy.

  When they pulled back, Keo easily flipped her around to face Hudson. Hudson cupped one cheek and used his other hand to cover and stroke his mating mark on her shoulder, which she found incredibly erot
ic. “Trixie Montenez, I love you.”

  “Hudson, I love you.” And they kissed, and kissed. Tongues battling and lips merging. Each one trying to touch the other one more.

  Keo had taken advantage of them kissing to shift Trixie until she was flat on her back between them. Then with no warning, using his Chimera speed to his advantage. Keo spread her thighs and thrust his tongue deep inside.

  Trixie snapped her head back from Hudson’s kiss and screamed. Keo showed no mercy, liking and spearing his tongue deep inside. Nibbling on her outer lips as Hudson slung a hand on her breast, roughly grabbing it and pinching her nipple. Trixie screamed again, bucking and heaving, one of her hands was clinging to Hudson’s arm as an anchor and the other one was buried in Keo’s hair trying to pull out every hair on his head.

  Keo sat up, face wet from her cream. Two fingers thrust hard inside her. She cried his name as she panted. A stream of Spanish cuss words flowed out of her mouth.

  “That’s what we love to hear, Trixie.” Hudson nipped her ear. “We love to hear that cause you are about to come aren’t you, love?”

  After a couple of more thrusts, Keo pulled his fingers out, with a disappointed groan from Trixie, to press all around her rosebud.

  “Keo’s gonna get his finger in your ass, mate. And you are gonna come on it. You are gonna come on his finger and his tongue.” Hudson was busy whispering naughty things to her that was ramping up her excitement higher and higher.

  Trixie sucked in a sharp breath.

  “Is that his finger pressing inside, mate?”

  Trixie turned to him, blinded by passion. “Yes, Hudson!”

  Hudson peered down trying to see.

  “Let me show you, mate, how perfect she is. She is unbelievable.” With a wail of a protest from Trixie, Keo pulled out his finger and rearranged her till she was spooning with Hudson again. Hudson lifted one leg to press it to her chest as he curved his body around hers. Collecting more of her juices, Keo repeated his press, swirl, collect more technique on her rosebud.

  She tensed as Keo pressed a little harder on her rosebud in order to press inside.