It shouldn’t, but there’s only one way to change the clan, and my grandfather isn’t anywhere close to the grave.
“I have two mates. Sin is one. The other is Gael. They are my fated mates,” I confess, barely getting the words out through the fear that no one will believe me.
Anja’s hands stop moving, and she looks me in the eye, seeking the truth. When she brushes the drops of sympathy off her cheeks, she takes a deep breath. “Why do you only have one mark?”
I rub the ache in my heart. “Gael’s grandfather died, and he hasn’t been home in a month. He will mark me when he returns.” I hope.
She nods and continues rubbing the poultice onto my bruises. “I’m glad fated mates is beyond his power.”
“It’s a small mercy,” I agree, letting my chin fall to my chest. The poultice will hide all the marks, but it can’t heal the real wounds inflicted by the abuse of power. “He won’t text me. He won’t call me. I haven’t heard his voice or seen his face in over a month, and I’m so worried. What if he’s dead? What if he’s gone? Would I know? He didn’t mark me when he left. He’s never even said to my face that he loves me. He told Sin to tell me. What if he was lying?”
Anja pulls my face up, cupping my cheeks in her hands. “Is he your fated mate?”
“Yes. I’m sure of it. He’s mine,” I swear.
“Then whatever he’s doing right now, he’s doing to cope with being away from you. You would know if he died. The bond that tells you that he’s yours would break if that happened,” she promises.
I nod as she releases my cheeks to finish fixing me, and we fall silent.
“I think you should get angry,” she says after she finishes her work and caps the nearly empty jar.
It hurts my heart to see how much of this poultice she’s had to use on our people. Most of it is on my own injuries, but not all, and I’m sad for all the others who’ve been put through my grandfather’s wrath.
“You know that’s not natural for me,” I whisper, disappointed in myself too.
Anja wraps her arms around my head and hugs me to her soft belly. “I know, sweetie. I’m so very sorry that you’re in this position, but I’m also so pleased that you’ve found the men sacred to your heart.”
I hug her back, taking comfort in her words. It’s true that I’m in a terrible situation in the clan, but as soon as Gael returns, the rest will be put to rights. No matter what it takes to make that happen. Whatever my grandfather demands of me, he cannot keep me away from my fate.
Chapter 12
Present Day
Sin
Phin freezes, staring at Gael, who’s still straddling me. Our cocks are still hanging out of our pants and we’re both covered in cum. Phin doesn’t notice any of that. His eyes are locked on Gael’s face.
For a moment the air seems to freeze, and then Phin sucks in a huge breath, the atmosphere feels like it heaves, and our boyfriend explodes all at once. “Where have you been? How hard is it to send me a text? A picture so I know you’re alive? Anything! Do you know how worried I’ve been? I thought you were breaking up with me! Why are you still sitting there? Please kiss me!”
Gael’s unquenchable joy brightens with every word out of Phin’s mouth, and he stands, sauntering over to Phin without bothering to put himself to rights. As soon as he’s in arm’s reach, Phin grabs him into a tight hug and Gael attacks Phin’s mouth, grabbing a fistful of his hair and beard each. Something aboutPhin, some tension I can’t quite put a finger on, unwinds as Gael takes full control of their kiss.
In me, a different kind of tension, some stress that I’ve been holding onto, disappears. Watching them kiss is almost as wonderful as kissing them, and I haven't been certain I would like it until now. Gael is still the man I’ve loved since we were children, and Phin is still the man I’m learning to love more each day, and together they’re so hot my dick is ignoring the biology of refractory periods. Who knew I’d be able to get hard again just from watching my boyfriend kiss my…
Best friend seems like an inadequate term considering how right it feels to kiss Gael, too.
Getting to my feet, I fix my clothes enough that my pants won’t fall off my ass and lean against the couch, watching Gael and Phin remind each other of the visceral need they share for one another. The sight brings up a confounding mix of emotions, but the one I latch onto is the relief that seeing them happy brings me. Gael needs to get Phin off, and I need to organize food, and then we need to spend the evening in bed sketching out the new form of our relationships. Gael asked to fuck me, and Phin needs us to fuck him, and I desperately want to find out what fucking is like when all three of us are…
Well, the only words that have any meaning right now are “in love.” Gael and Phin love each other, and Phin and I love each other, and Gael and I love each other, but that’s a relationship that needs time to slide from platonic to romantic. We still have to define what romance looks like between us, although it probably looks exactly like what we had before with the addition of kissing and sex between us, and those additions probably should have happened ages ago.
Gael pulls back, and Phin drops to his knees, hunching slightly as he takes Gael’s cock into his mouth. My cock throbs in my pants at the sight. Fuck knows he’s a beautiful man, buthe’s on his knees for the most beautiful man either of us has ever known. I’d put a ring on both these men to make sure I get to see this every day for the rest of my life.
I probably shouldn’t be thinking of marriage because I like how Phin and Gael look when they’re fucking.
Still…
The idea has merit.
Gael hums softly, tightening his hands in Phin’s hair. He holds Phin steady and thrusts into our boyfriend’s mouth, slowly at first and picking up speed at Phin adjusts to Gael’s control. Gael grins as he stares down at Phin, and I chuckle at the way Phin’s coveralls have his erection trapped. He can’t even get a hand in there to give himself any kind of relief, and I’m torn between watching him suffer for Gael, who loves it, and relieving him. If I get him naked, I’ll want to fuck him, and that would put off dinner longer than I want to wait. Gael needs food. He needs the comforts of home, and fuck knows he needs to move into this house with me and Phin.
