Chapter Eight

Sage

Douglas’ confused frown, as Santa walked away, disappeared as he addressed me and Cas. “I don’t know what he’s on about practicing flying, but at least I got the job.”

“Congrats,” I said. “We’re so happy for you.”

Cas nodded.

“Thanks.” Douglas ran his hand through his dark, shiny hair. “Shifting with you two got me all riled up. Would it be too forward of me to ask where you’re staying?”

Caspian gestured outward with one hand. “Here. We’re staying here. It’s awesome. They have apartments downstairs, and we rented one through an Airbnb app. We had no idea.”

“I guess I used a shifter app without paying attention,” I said. “But Fate makes stuff happen for a reason.”

“We come from Alaska,” Caspian explained. “The cultural beliefs concerning fated mates are deep in both my pack and his colony.”

“But it’s taken so long, we thought we’d never meet you. I confess,” I said, “I stopped believing. This trip is our honeymoon. We made a vow to each other that if our fated omegas never showed, we’d bond.”

Cas blinked hard. “We’ve always loved each other.”

Douglas smiled. “Easy to see that. And it makes things easier all the way around. Your commitment to each other is a total turn-on.”

Excitement sent a tide of arousal through me. I blindly reached for Cas’ hand. He met me, palm to palm, and squeezed.

“We can go downstairs and talk some more, if you’d like,” Cas said.

“Yes, if you’re okay with that,” I added. “We aren’t trying to be pushy.”

“I agree we have a lot to talk about,” Douglas said. “But I don’t know if I can contain myself. My body has never responded this way before. I’m not sure how patient I’ll be with more talking.”

Our omega was letting us know what he wanted. I loved his honesty. His trust in the Fates. In us.

“We don’t have to talk,” Caspian said slowly.

“Sometimes I can talk and do other things at the same time,” I said, laughing.

Douglas let out a loud laugh. Cas and I moved forward, and each took one of his hands in our free ones. We pulled Douglas in and our hands rose, letting go. We entered a three-way hug. I leaned in and snatched the first kiss from our omega.

Douglas opened his mouth to me, setting me on fire. He then turned and kissed Cas in much the same way.

When Douglas pulled back, he said, “All right, we need to go back to our room right now. No delay.”

“Agreed.” Caspian was starting to pant.

Douglas sighed in pleasure. “I thought you’d never ask.”

We led our guest through the back entrance, entered with the key card, and shuffled down the stairs. The place had an elevator, but we were all in such a hurry, we were taking those stairs two at time.

Before I could catch my breath, we stood in front of our apartment door. Cas unlocked it and flung it open. We piled in, practically on top of each other. Before I knew what was happening, clothes were being yanked from my body.

I held my arms up and allowed them to undress me until I was naked before them. Then I growled, probably a sound no rabbit should ever make, and yanked at their clothes.

Soon, a pile of shirts and pants blocked the front door. We stood naked together again, just as we had when we had shifted. Only this was not a time for shifting. We had a mating bond to perform. And by the sight of us, we were all three more than ready.

“Do you have a bed?” Douglas asked.

I chuckled then grabbed him by the forearm. “This way, eager boy.”

Caspian followed, hand on Douglas’ shoulder.

The bedroom had a king-size bed, neatly made including mints on the pillows. We had just arrived and hadn’t had a chance to break it in. How much better this was. The three of us here and now. As it was always meant to be.

I gently shoved Douglas onto the bed. He fell on his back, grinning up at us.

“I can believe I get to have two of you.” Douglas, bent his legs at the knees and scooted up in the bed, brushing the mints on the pillows to the floor then patting either side of the bed to coax us to him.

His cock stood proud and hard, leaning toward his belly. His balls were tight against his body, beneath them a shine that had edged to the insides of his thighs. He was leaking slick as if in heat. But he was not; he simply needed the mate bond as badly as we did. It was imperative we share our bodies, share the euphoria of joining soul to soul.

I fell beside Douglas to his left. Caspian went right. Our cocks jutted out, grazing his thighs.

As much as I was enamored with our omega, I sensed Cas like a bright shining star in my heart. I wanted him just as much and reached toward him over our omega’s stomach. He reached back at the same time. Our hands clasped.

“I want you both,” Douglas said, arms going around us. “But tell me what you want. With each other. What you came here to do.”

Cas and I exchanged looks. I’d always imagined him taking me. I didn’t mind the idea, even as an alpha, of bottoming for him. In fact, I craved it.

“I want him,” I whispered, my face heating. Here I was, in my altogether with my two mates, and I was embarrassed? “Inside me.”

I stared at Cas to gauge his response. I couldn’t help but notice his cock twitch. Would it be okay if I touched it? I let my hand fall from his and caressed down, my fingers encasing his hardness. It was hot, and steel hard. I milked upward, and Cas hissed.

“I’ve always wanted you like that, Sage,” he said.

At that point, Douglas was already repositioning, spreading his legs around me. “I would love to see that.” He arched up, pressing his cock to mine.

Cas didn’t need to be told twice. He extricated himself from my grip with a deep moan. Suddenly, his hands were on me, petting my ass. Then his lips. Kissing. He reached between my legs and touched my cock and balls as he continued to kiss my ass.

I wasn’t an omega. I would need more. “I’ve got lube in my suitcase,” I offered.

“Me, too.” Cas laughed and got up.

Ass in the air, I leaned down and kissed Douglas. I heard Cas rustling around as I crawled down Douglas’ body, kissing his chest and abdomen, then licking at his cock.

In no time, Cas was behind me again. His hands were gentle and smooth but firm as he parted my cheeks. He kissed me right between them, in a very private place.

I lifted my face from Douglas’ cock and cried out.

“No more,” Douglas said. “I don’t want to come yet.”

I crawled back between his legs. He lifted up to me. “I want—” he began. “I want you to slide into me at the same time he slides inside you.”

I could barely speak. “Yes,” I moaned.

Fingers spread something slick and cool against my opening. Douglas, legs tight around me now, rocked, rubbing his ass on my cock, sending jolts of pleasure through my spine and limbs and cock.

I pushed his legs up, pressing against the back of his thighs.

Cas’ fingers were doing incredible things to me, rubbing and tickling then sinking inside, stretching me.

It was time. I was ready. I lined up against Douglas’ hole, the tip of my cock rubbing back and forth.

“Do it, Cas. Please. I’m ready.”

Cas’ words strained past his throat. “Good, because I can’t wait.”

I stuck my ass out as far as I could. Cas’ cock touched me, warm and thick. When he began to push, I pushed against Douglas.

Together, everything slick and shining, we joined as one. Cas slid into me as I slid into Douglas. It was like we were built for each other, made to do this. Like one long slide into a realm of bliss and love all poets had been trying to write about since the dawn of time.

Cas was inside me. At long last. My alpha was claiming me. Owning me. Loving me.

Tears made warm trails on my cheeks as I claimed my—our—omega.

We were only just getting started.