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us, in our relationship. This isn't a joke for us."
"Oh."
"Oh? That's all you've got?" Jarek sat up and started pacing.
Christian moved to follow him and wrapped his arms around Jarek's
waist, gazing into his eyes. "I've got a lot going on and the least you could do
is be understanding that this is a shitload to take in all at once. Give me, I
don't know, two seconds to process it, idiot."
"Oooh... He called you an idiot," Ethan sing-songed, and Jarek shot him a
frown. That, of course, just made the pup giggle.
"So, done processing yet? I'm impatient." Jarek hugged Christian closer.
"Want you in our bed. Even if it's just to lie there, close to us. Anything is
better than having you so far away."
Christian was quiet for what felt like hours, but could have been seconds.
"Okay."
Jacinda broke into their conversation. "If you three are done having your
Hallmark moment, I have a few more questions before I go on my hunt."
* * *
Jacinda really could ruin a moment. He'd just taken the biggest step of his
life since the ... incident and now she had to butt in. With a sigh, Christian
extricated his body from Jarek's hold and followed the fairy, ready to relive
the attack over and over again if it meant no one else would be hurt.
Before leaving the room, Christian turned back to Jarek and Ethan. "I'll
stay in your room as long as I have your promise. I can't... I don't know if I
can..."
"You have our word, kittenpup. Whatever you need, however long you
need, we won't go anywhere."
With Jarek's promise, he left the room, ready to relive his nightmare with
Jacinda.
Chapter Eight
It wasn't so bad the second time. Even easier the third. By the fourth he
was ready to call it a day, and the fifth time he felt beating Jacinda over the
head with the lamp seemed like a kickass idea. Didn't matter that he'd never
win in a battle with her, he was just tired of discussing Merrick the Gajii. He
could understand the need to know her adversary as well as possible, but the
emotional turmoil was beginning to drain him.
"Jacinda... I can't do this anymore."
The fairy sighed. "I know this is hard, but I must know as much about
Merrick as I can. You're the first person to have been captured by him and
lived long enough to escape, Christian. You've seen what he can do, what he's
capable of."
Christian nodded. "I just need a few minutes alone. Let me recharge, go
for a walk, something. Twenty minutes is all I need."
"Okay, but don't wander far. He's found you and he wants you. Be
careful, stay alert. Call out if you even feel a hint of evil nearby. He's not
subtle and he thinks he's invincible. He's preternatural, but even he can die. I
will see to it," Jacinda promised, and then rose from the couch, leaving him
alone in the living room.
He cradled his head in his hands, breathing deeply, savoring the mixed
scents of Jarek and Ethan. He looked up and found them watching him,
worried expressions on their faces. He stood and padded to them, arms open.
He wrapped an arm around each man's waist and inhaled the sweet smell of
their skin. He needed these two men more than he could have imagined
possible. Jarek was his rock and Ethan was joy. Right now, he needed both.
Walk forgotten, Christian asked for something he didn't think he'd ever want
again. "Take me to bed."
"Now?" Jarek asked, sounding skeptical.
"Yes, now. She can wait, but I just want... I want to wash away the
memories, replace them with something more, something better."
"Of course," Ethan piped up. "Kitten/puppy/wolfy lovin'? Yay!"
Jarek looked like he was ready spank Ethan for all he was worth, but the
smaller man distracted them. Ethan grabbed their hands and dragged them
toward the master bedroom. "You can come back tomorrow, Jacinda!" Ethan
called over his shoulder, still dragging them behind him.
The trip to the bedroom was quick with Ethan leading the way, and the
moment the small man stepped over the threshold he was whipping clothes
off left and right. His finely muscled chest and abdomen made Christian's
mouth water. To trace each and every muscle of his stomach, those lines at his
hips seeming to point to his groin... He wanted, cock twitching.
Jarek came up behind him, arms wrapping around his waist, hands
cupping his cock. "Isn't he pretty? All eager and wanting."
Christian rocked his hips forward, searching for pressure, pleasure.
Ethan caught his eye, a smile bursting across his face and a glint of
mischief in his eyes. He snapped the button of his jeans, zipper descending
slowly, exposing the closely cropped hair above his cock.
Jarek whispered in Christian's ear, "He's shaved everywhere else, smooth
and sleek." And Christian shuddered with the thought of getting his hands,
his mouth, on the pup.
Ethan turned, extending his striptease. Inch by inch he eased his pants
down, exposing the sweet curve of his ass in agonizing slowness.
"He loves it when you play with his ass, stroke and kiss and fuck," Jarek
murmured, his hot breath fanning Christian's face. Those hands squeezed
Christian's cock and a hard prick pressed against him from behind. He
wanted. For the first time in so long he wanted ... now.
Ethan crawled onto the bed, posing that pretty, sexy body just for them,
then ruining it by being the demanding little pup he was. "Who's gonna fuck
me? Now, now, now! Want wolf or kittenpup or even the dildo in the
nightstand, but something!"
Jarek laughed and then scraped his teeth along Christian's neck, sending
tingles of pure pleasure coursing down his spine. "Do you want him? Want to
slide into his sweet heat, pleasure him?"
"I--" He'd not ... not in a while. He always bottomed, loved to bottom for
his lover, but not today.
"Why don't you help me get him ready and then you can enjoy his
tempting mouth. It'll shut him up for a little while, at least." Jarek squeezed
Christian's rock-hard prick once more and then stepped around him, moving
toward the bed.
Jarek reached the edge of the mattress and turned back to him, holding
his hand out. "Come, kittenpup, let's make our Ethan fly."
Christian didn't hesitate. This. He wanted this. Wanted it more than his
next breath.
At the bed, Ethan rose to his knees and pounced on him, giggling the
whole way down. "Fly in a minute, this first." Agile fingers, quick and
efficient, tugged and pulled at Christian's clothes, stripping him before he
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