Page 124 of Bonds of Fate

“Can’t let my kittens out of my sight for one minute.” It’s a growl, and the heat in Nix’s belly surges.

He’s helpfully reminded by his wolf that he still doesn’t have a bite from either of his mates, but he’s bone-tired, his legs aching so deeply that the muscles occasionally twitch from overuse.

He feels like he’s run a marathon, and right now, he can’t even find the energy to do anything that might require effort.

Luca is hard against his belly, and when Luca slides a hand under Nix’s balls and back to give his butt a gentle squeeze, Nix slumps into his hold. Maybethisis just what he needs: to let Luca take care of him. He can have these gentle touches with safe hands that will ease him toward that floaty space. A space where he can let someone he loves make him feel good, and the memories will stay locked in that mental box.

“Can I, sugar?” Luca whispers, and it doesn’t even really register for Nix what Luca is asking his soulmate.

“Nix, can Luca make you both feel good? Then we will cuddle in the nest. Would you like that?” Gideon’s question is slow and sweet.

“Yes, please.”

“Luca, can you get some of kitten’s sweet slick in your hand?”

Luca doesn’t waste any time reaching behind him, and Nix parts his legs a bit to make it easier for Luca to slide his fingers between his cheeks. It puts his mouth on level with Luca’s pec if he bends his head, and Nix gives in to the urge to bite down, not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to make Luca moan.

“Fuck, he’s so wet, the water can’t even wash it away. I want some in my mouth. Please?”

“If you eat it all, then you might not have enough glide for later.” Gideon is teasing, the promise of more glinting in his eyes.

“I will, he’s got so much, see?” Luca holds his hand out, and yes, there’s water, but there’s a palm full of slick, too.

Nix’s cheeks flush even more under the water, lips parted on every panting breath. The heat of the shower and the slow-burning arousal pushes the pain of the last few hours even farther away.

“Okay. My kitten likes to make more, anyway.” Gideon hasn’t moved from his place on the toilet lid, but he’s pulled his sweats down under his balls. Even though he’s not touching it, his cock is standing straight up, and there’s the telltale glint of precome sliding down his length, visible in the dim light. It’s a pretty dick, and with one of his last cognizant brain cells, Nix manages to tell him so.

“Pretty dick, Gideon,” he slurs. Gideon flushes at the compliment, and Luca huffs an almost silent snort into the top of his head. “Surely you’ve heard that before?”

“You’re not getting me this time, kitten. I’m still down one point.”

Nix suddenly remembers how he’d gotten two up on the sexy Gideon before the living room ‘event’ where he’d claimed two-thirds of the pack. He groans at the memory and lifts his head tosee Luca still sucking Nix’s slick off his fingers before moving on to lick the palm of his hand.

“That’s enough, Luc. Time to make our sleepy kitten come.” Gideon takes his cock in hand and gives it a few slow pumps.

There’s a finger at his hole, and his cock twitches in pleasure-pain at the abrupt intrusion. When it slides into the second knuckle, Luca whispers, “Shhhh. Don’t tell.” Like it’s their secret.

“Stand up straight, kitten, there you go. Luca, one hand only, and you come after Nix. You’ll need to save it for me.” Gideon has stopped touching his cock, and his hands are resting in fists on his gorgeous thighs. His instructions are issued in a condescending and detached tone that seems to drive Luca wild.

“Eyes on me, baby.” Luca grabs Nix’s jaw firmly. “Gonna make you feel so good. Wash away those bad dreams. Ready?”

He is more than ready. The lazy pleasure from before is now a red-hot fire in his belly, where it’s only Nix, Luca, and Gideon. He’s safe, and everything scary is far, far away. Nix can only nod and hold Luca’s waist.

“Words, kitten.” Gideon’s voice brooks no argument, but Nix can’t find his words; they have floated away on that lighter-than-air feeling.

“Fuck.” Luca’s slick hand is around both their cocks, and he’s got his bottom lip caught between white teeth, black eyes burning into his own. “Please, baby. Tell me yes,” he begs.

“Words, kitten, or he stops.”

“Yes. Goddess, please.”

At that, Luca grips them hard and starts a fast up-and-down rhythm over both their cocks. The grip is firm enough, but Luca’s hand isn’t big enough to do the job for both of them. Only Nix’s cock is in Luca’s palm, and Luca’s getting the tips of his fingers. It must be maddening.

Luca is riveting in his desperation—his mouth is open around his moans and soft cries. Nix can see his slippery tongue,and Nix slides two of his fingers along its surface until Luca gags, his eyes rolling back and the hand on their dicks stuttering.

The burning feeling in his pelvis sparks into a conflagration, and the pleasure begins to flow out in hot waves. He’s going to come, but his hole is clenching on nothing, and Gideon is so far away.

He wants them both.

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