Chapter eight

Cooper

Iwake up slowly with a strong arm wrapped around my waist. I can't stop myself from smiling. I'm warm from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head. I lace my fingers with Martin's, pulling his arm higher so I can kiss along his skin. I get a rumble from behind me in response, his hips pressed up against my ass.

Oh, hello.

The three of us haven't done anything more than share some kisses since we learned about being Dorian's true mates. We've been taking things slow. Plus, there's the dread of today hanging over our heads. Despite that, I would be lying if I said I didn't want more.

I can be as patient as they need me to be, but that doesn't stop my body from craving them in every sexy way imaginable. They're both incredibly attractive! I can't be blamed for that!

So when I feel Martin's morning wood against my ass, I can't stop myself from moving my hips just right, rubbing my ass against him. His arms tighten around me as he grinds against my backside. Fuck, that feels so good and my own dick is hard in my boxers.

Martin's mouth finds the back of my neck, kissing me gently and making my skin blossom with goosebumps. I just barely keep a moan at bay, not wanting to wake up Dorian if he's still sleeping.

I didn't need to worry though. "What a good way to wake up," Dorian murmurs, his hand snaking across Martin and around my stomach.

I flip around so I'm facing Martin, pulling him into a fierce kiss, shoving my tongue into his mouth. I'm so fucking horny and want him so fucking badly. But if he gives any hesitation, I'll pull away, not wanting to rush him into anything before he's ready.

His hand cups my face as Dorian's hand slides under my shirt, his nails digging into my back. A pleased noise leaves my lips and Martin catches it in his mouth. My hips push forward, sliding our fronts together. Martin's answering hardness only makes my lust brighter.

"I want you," I whisper against Martin's lips. "I want to taste you. Can I, Martin?"

Martin's dark eyes widen and Dorian's fingers dig even harder into my skin. He peeks over Martin's shoulder. "Please, Martin? Can Cooper suck your dick?"

Martin sputters, his cheeks flaming. I can feel the way his cock twitches against my hip, but that's not consent so I wait until finally he kisses my lips one more time and answers. "Yeah. Suck my cock, Cooper."

"Fuck," I hiss out, my stomach exploding in pleasure. I tug the blanket free, letting it fall to the ground before sliding down the bed. "Hips up," I whisper, tugging his sleep pants and boxers down. When his cock springs free, I just barely keep a groan at bay.

Martin's dick is fucking perfect. It's long and thick and pretty. I can't wait to have my mouth on it. So I don't.

Wrapping my hand around the base, I hold it up and wrap my lips around the pink head.

"Shit, Cooper," Martin murmurs. I look up at him, my stomach fluttering to find two sets of eyes watching me suck Martin's cock. I take him in deeper just to see their reactions and I'm not disappointed. My own dick throbs with how turned on I am, but that's easy to ignore as I give Martin pleasure.

"He's so pretty like this, isn't he, Martin? You're so lucky to get to feel his mouth first. Maybe you should say thank you."

Martin swallows, his cheeks pink with a blush that runs down his throat. Fuck, he's gorgeous. "Thank you, Cooper."

I moan around his cock, the vibrations running through both of us. His hands find my hair, running through the strands before holding on. I love this. His taste, the feel of him on my tongue, the weight of their eyes on me. It's all so fucking good.

"Can I join you for a taste?"

I nod my head, scooting over to give Dorian room. He kneels beside me and I reluctantly pull off of Martin's cock. Instead of diving down right away, Dorian pulls me into a kiss, his tongue swirling against mine. I realize with a start that he's tasting Martin on my tongue.

"Gods, he's delicious," Dorian murmurs before ducking down and taking Martin's cock into his mouth. Fuck, that's so hot. I could get off just from watching this.

I don't stay still for long because Dorian is grabbing my ear and pulling me down with him. I'm not sure how I know what he wants but somehow I just do. I lean down, tilting my head to the side and Dorian does the same. We both open our mouths, sticking out our tongues with Martin's cock in-between. We somehow make a wet tunnel for Martin to fuck using our mouths combined.

"Shit. Fuck. Gods," Martin murmurs above us, his hands finding our hair and latching on. He tugs and I groan in pleasure. It's like we're sharing a kiss with Martin's cock in the mix. It's so fucking hot and I can't imagine what Martin must be seeing, the visual must be so fucking sexy.

A hand finds my cock, squeezing me through my boxers. I close my eyes, just enjoying the feeling of Dorian's hand on me and Martin's cock against my tongue. This isn't going to last very long.

"This isn't gonna last very long," Martin grits out through clenched teeth, mirroring my exact thought. I don't want Dorian to be left out so I reach over, sliding my hand over his toned stomach before searching lower, wanting to stroke him and make sure he's feeling just as good as he's making me and Martin feel.

Dorian moans and I can feel it against my tongue, vibrating through Martin's dick. Fuck, that's so hot. Dorian's hand tightens around my cock and I squirm, chasing his touch.

"Fuck. I'm coming," Martin murmurs, his fingers tightening in my hair. I lavish my tongue against his balls, feeling them tighten and pull up towards his body as he comes, while Dorian takes the tip into his mouth, swallowing Martin's cum.

The noises that Martin makes above us makes my own dick throb, wanting to follow him over the edge desperately. Dorian pops off of Martin's dick, making a noise that's easy to interpret as him wanting to kiss me. As his tongue enters my mouth, my eyes pop open in surprise, the tangy, salty taste of Martin's cum flooding my mouth.

I groan as I come, spilling over Dorian's fist. He strokes me through it as we kiss, trading the taste of Martin's cum back and forth. I tighten my grip on his cock, my movements quickening until Dorian's breath is hitching as he comes as well.

I don't think I'll ever forget the breathy little noises Dorian makes as he comes and I can't wait to replicate it over and over and over again in the future. This is just the beginning and my insides turn to warm goo as I process that thought.

After giving one more gentle peck to Dorian's lips, I sit up and crawl up Martin's body. He pulls me in for a kiss and my stomach warms all over again. I was worried Martin would continue to hold himself back, keeping himself from having this. I'm so fucking glad he's not doing that.

I've always believed in Lady Fate. How could I not when I was raised by two sparks? I've always known about the supernatural, I've always known there was a chance I would be able to wield magic or possibly have a mate. Somehow though, I still wasn't prepared for actually having this. It feels so surreal.

Is this why I was always so fond of Martin, even when he was a wall of glares and snarky comments?

As my tongue slides against his, I feel Dorian crawl up and join us on Martin's pillow. I pull back. Martin gives a tiny noise of protest which is swallowed up by Dorian's lips as he kisses Martin. I can't stop the smile on my lips as I watch them.

This feels so good, so right. We've only been together a short time but I can already feel the way my heart is cementing their place in my life. I'm diving into this with both feet, with complete abandonment. In my mind they are mine and I am theirs.

"That was--"

Dorian smiles against Martin's lips, his eyes so open and soft it makes my insides ache. "It really was," Dorian says back, pecking Martin's lips one more time, his hand reaching past Martin to hold mine.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," I admit softly, my cheeks heating when my eyes meet Martin's. He bites his bottom lip before clearing his throat.

"Me too. I've thought about it a lot. This was so much better than I imagined though. It was better because it was real and Dorian was here too."

"Gods," Dorian murmurs, his smile spreading from ear to ear. "You're such a charmer when you're not being a surly asshole."

"Hey," Martin tries to argue before he chuckles. "Yeah, okay. That's fair."

I lay my head back down on my pillow, looking at my guys. I could close my eyes and drift off to sleep again but I don't. We have a hard day ahead of us.

Martin and I are heading into town. We're going to break into Stewart's house. I'm determined to find his sister's remains and set him free once and for all. Plus, Martin came up with a brilliant idea on getting Stewart put away, stopping him from ever doing anything like this again.

My big strong mate is more than just his muscles. He proves that again and again, but I wish the truth would stick in his head.

"Are you ready for today?" I ask them, running my fingers over Martin's chest.

"Yeah," Dorian says, his smile fading and being replaced with visible nerves. "I'm feeling so jittery about the whole thing. So many things could go wrong. I just want you both here where I know you're safe."

I can't help but smile at his concern. "We're hunters, Dorian. This is what we do all the time."

"Logically, I know that. But there's something about today that has me feeling--" he searches for the right words. I reach past Martin, laying my hand on Dorian's shoulder and I see Martin squeeze him tight. "I don't know. I'm just restless."

"Do you want us to wait?" Martin asks gently.

Dorian looks between us, thinking about it before deflating. "No," he finally says with a long sigh. "I want this done. Just promise me you'll both be careful?"

"Of course," I say, leaning up on my elbow so I can kiss the side of Dorian's head. I gently tuck his blue hair behind his ear. "I'll watch Martin's back and he'll watch mine."

Dorian nods and though I can tell he's still feeling restless, at least this has helped ease his mind a little bit. "We should probably get up," Martin says with a long sigh. "I don't want to, but Cooper and I should be heading into town soon."

"Even my siren call cannot keep you in bed all day. What a shame," Dorian says with the tiniest smirk, making us all chuckle as we reluctantly get out of bed and start getting ready for the day.