“That’s what I thought, too. Matching marks,” Sin agrees, and I hear them exchange a smacking kiss. “Should we take him to our bed?”
Gael sighs happily. “Our bed. I love that you did this for him. You two are my favorite people, and it makes me so fucking happy that you love him. You know that, right? I am so fucking pleased with you.”
Sin’s response is the tightening of his hand on my neck and the sound of a pleasure groan as Gael thoroughly kisses him.
It’s probably the thrall of his powers, but every time he says we’re his favorite, my heart does a happy dance, and I melt into a puddle of gooey love for him. Gael is selfish with us because he loves us, but it’s a beautiful sort of selfishness. The kind that makes me feel so much more confident in myself because I know everything that I am is wanted by this man—by these men. They are the only reason I was able to stand when my grandfather pushed me down, and when Gael adds his mark on me, it will be a reminder that I belong to mates who have made my life so much better than it ever was without them.
“Come along, mates. I need to mark you both, I think,” Gael decides, and those words release all the anticipation in me.
I breathe in deep and smile as Sin says, “Finally.”
Chapter 19
Present Day
Sin
I pull Phineas with me as I lean against the headboard, holding him between my legs, cradling his shoulders and head so he has the perfect view of Gael entering him. Gael pushes Phin’s legs up and out, and I catch them, holding them aloft so Phin can relax and enjoy the ride. Gael smiles like this is our first time together, like he’s finally getting what he’s been craving all day. His joy infuses my soul with gladness, and Phineas echoes the same happiness with a rumbling sound from deep within his chest.
Gael doesn’t go as hard as he usually does with Phin, and instead he concentrates on matching the thrust of his hips to the beat of his hand on Phin’s freckled cock. He’s beautiful as he fucks our mate, and Phin’s ravaged, peaceful expression makes him even more so. Phin’s breath comes in pants that match Gael’s rhythm, a sign that he’s close to coming, and Gael releases his cock, catching Phineas’s left leg, freeing my hand. I grabPhin’s head, pulling it toward the left, opening him up for his second mate bite.
Gael dives in, bending Phin in half as he fucks him hard and bites him harder. He digs his teeth in, spilling Phin’s blood, and I taste the memory of it as I watch them bond. Phin roars as he comes while Gael’s hips jerk and stutter, joining his mate in their shared pleasure.
I love this moment. I love watching them bind themselves to each other. I had Phin, and I had Gael, and now they have each other, too, and it’s better. It’s far better this way.
Gael releases Phin’s neck and looks up at me with the most gorgeous bloody smile to ever exist. His eyes twinkle with joy and everything in that countenance draws me forward. I kiss him, sharing the taste of our Phin. His tongue dances with mine to a vibrant, lively tune that only he hears. I groan, so fucking turned on and ready for my turn with either of them—both, even better. I want them both right now, but how?
“I want to be inside him, and I want you to be inside me,” I gasp, jerking away from Gael’s kiss to get those words out.
Gael grins at that, pulling out of Phin’s ass and landing on the bed beside him. He scoots up, sitting against our pillows, and pats his lap. “Get on, facing away from me, put Phin on his knees on your cock, and fuck him like he didn’t just cover us in cum.”
That’s an idea, but how is he planning to bite me, because he needs to do that. My spirit is screaming for my own mate mark now that Phin has his. He’ll figure it out. I trust him.
Phin moves when I push him, and I straddle Gael’s legs. He slathers his cock with lube and holds it up so I can sit on it. I give myself a small squirt of lube and push two fingers into my ass, taking the least amount of time to prep as possible. I’m much more gentle with Phin’s prep, but I don’t need the same right now. What I need is the connection to both of my men.
I pull my fingers out and sit on Gael’s cock, sliding down it with a burning stretch that morphs into the relief of finally coming home. As soon as I’m settled, Phin gets on his hands and knees for me and I pull his ass onto my cock, fitting in where Gael was moments ago.
Ng. Yesss.
I slowly test the position out, sliding into Phineas as Gael’s cock slowly slides out of my ass. When I pull back from Phin, I slide down Gael.
Oh, that islovely.
I take the next few pumps of my hips slowly, learning the rhythm of keeping both cocks buried where they should be while fucking the holes they’re in. It’s a gorgeous experience for me, having Gael and Phin at the same time like this, and if Phin’s noises have anything to say, he’s as into it as I am. Gael’s hands grip my hips, and as I push into Phin, he pumps into me, striking a match inside me that burns as bright as the sun.
“Holy fuck, yes.” The words escape me, encouraging Gael to do that again.Yes.A thousand times:yes.
Gael thrusts into me hard and fast, just like he takes Phin, and his magic hits me harder than I’ve ever felt it before. He surrounds me with the power of his compulsion, and I revel in it, matching him thrust for thrust, hitting a rhythm with him, syncing up like we’ve been doing this for years. The bond between the three of us, centered on Phin, lights up with pleasure from our mate. He roars as the impending tension of my orgasm tightens all my muscles. The familiar tingle of the cascade starts at the base of my spine, and the heavy ache of my balls becomes nearly unbearable before I shoot, pulling Phin’s ass into my hips and holding him there as Gael shreds my guts until he comes, filling me up. He jerks me backward and his teeth sink into the meat of my neck.
My entire body sings with my love for these men as the bond we share snaps into place, a triquetra of magic that fuses into my bones, connecting me to my mates in a way I couldn’t even comprehend until this very moment. “Oh fuck,” I gasp, understanding how important this was to Phin before it even happened. No wonder he wanted our bites so much. No wonder he calls us his sacred place.
Gael releases my neck, taking charge to move the three of us into a pile of connected bodies as we come down from the shared pleasure of this beautiful, momentous moment.
“You two are the most perfect men on this Earth,” Gael sighs happily. “My mates.”
Phin wriggles in between us, and we move again to accommodate his needs, surrounding him with our presence. He presses a kiss to the bloody bite Gael left on me and licks it. Something about that tingles with pleasure, and then the pain that’d been beginning to throb ends. Phin rumbles with pleasure as I reach up and find the mate mark raised, but it feels fine—scarred maybe? I’ll have to look in the mirror to be sure, but then I catch Gael’s eyes, and he smiles that Christmas morning smile, telling me without words that my bite is healed over now. Shifter magic is… amazing.
Phin sighs happily. “I never thought I’d have two mates,” he hums softly. “It just doesn’t happen for shifters like this, but if anyone asks me, they’re all missing out.”
