What the hell?
Pigeon moves toward him, half body checking, half rubbing up the white gryphon’s side.
“Pidge, what the hell is going on? Are we in danger?”
Out of nowhere, Pigeon snaps at Treno’s gryphon and growls at him. He snarls back and rears up.
“Hey, asshole!”I shout at him, not liking the tone or understanding what the fuck is happening.
The white gryphon’s claws come at us, but instead of drawing blood like I’m expecting, he grabs a hold of Pigeon and pulls her beneath him. She bellows a threat and snaps at him again, but despite the aggressive stance it seems like she’s taking, I realize that there’s a thrum of satisfaction humming through her and she’s not actually physically fighting Treno’s gryphon.
“What the…”My question dies in my mouth as Treno’s gryphon mounts Pigeon from behind, and I immediately know what’s happening as she arches her back with a growl.
“Pigeon, did you seriously just make me think we were being attacked when all that was really happening was you wanted to fuck Treno’s gryphon?”
Pigeon ignores me completely, focusing instead on her gryphon conquest as he pins her down and lines his hips up with hers.
I cover my eyes, like somehow that’s going to give them privacy.I can’t believe this is happening. I feel like some totally creepy voyeur.
Pigeon snaps aggressively at the white gryphon again, and I’m taken aback by the hostile, violent feel of the pairing. The white gryphon bites the back of Pigeon’s neck, and she feels pissed and immediately satisfied, which I find confusing as fuck.
Deep laughter rumbles through my mind, and my head snaps around, looking for the source.
Don’t tell me that was the other gryphon.
“It seems they were done being patient with us,”Treno tells me as our gryphons start to do their thing.
“What, how am I hearing you?”I demand, panicked.
I feel like I’m sitting in the middle of some fucked up cockpit with no means of escape while gryphons do the dirty in the background and Treno does some weird assNational Geographicvoice-over.
“We’re mates, we can push thoughts to each other like this,”Treno tells me, a hint of surprise in the tone of his explanation.“I would ask if you knew that, but it’s clear that you didn’t,”he adds.
“We can hear each other all the time?”I question, my pitch a little too high and completely giving away the hysteria I feel right now.
“No, only when we push thoughts at each other purposefully. And only like this…”he trails off for a moment.“Although I have heard of mates who could do it when they aren’t shifted, but I’ve never heard you or been able to reach out mentally when we aren’t,”he quickly adds when I mentally clutch my chest and start to hyperventilate.
Oh wait, that’s not me, that’s Pigeon having a really good time.
I rein in my side-eye and try to focus on Treno’s voice instead of what’s happening outside of my head. It’s a little too weird for me to wrap my mind around.
Fuck, is this how Pigeon feels when I’m enjoying myself?
I make a note to ask her later, as she’sveryoccupied right now. Treno’s words register and I pause, thinking back to the times that it seemed like Zeph could read my mind or would mysteriously react to a thought I was having. Irritation simmers inside of me as I realize that maybe Treno can’t connect with me at all times, but I strongly suspect that another one of my mates can. I shake my head, and a flood of wonder hits me about what he might have heard without me knowing.
How the hell can he do that, yet I’ve never picked up on a stray thought from him?
Treno chuckles again, and I narrow my mental eyes at him.“This is how it should be, flower, don’t worry about it. Our gryphons need each other as much as we do. This strengthens our bond with each other and them.”
“I get that, but how do you not feel like a perv?”
A wave of pleasure crashes through me, answering the question I never thought to wonder about before, that gryphons do, in fact, have orgasms.
“It is a little...different, but we’ll get used to it in time,”he reassures me, and I chuckle.
There’s no use denying thein timepart of his statement or pretending that this will never happen again. I knew as soon as I accepted Treno and chose to be intimate with him, I was accepting my connection with not just him but with Ryn and Zeph too. I wait for the worry that I’ve been feeling for a while in regard to my connections with Treno, Zeph, and Ryn to surface again, but surprisingly it doesn’t.
I’m almost tempted to argue with the lack of concern flowing through me that there’s no way to be sure they’ll stay like this, but it’s like my soulhas no room for doubt or suspicion.
