Page 40 of Bound to Two Bears

“Two days ago you were telling me you weren’t gay and suddenly you don’t mind fucking us in public?”

“It was a joke,” Carson said, sliding up straighter in his seat.

The deepening lust darkening their human’s eyes made Royce wonder if the man didn’t like the idea of being watched. He sure seemed to like it when Royce had watched Jared spank him. “I think you’ve got a little inner exhibitionist in there.”

Carson’s face reddened. “So I like to be watched. Sue me.”

Royce grinned wider. “I’ll have to file that one away for later.”

Carson turned his face, hiding a smile.

Royce climbed from the car and grabbed Carson’s luggage. He looked over the top of the car and watched Carson as the human pulled his messenger bag out and pulled it across his body. He was still stunned the man had come so easily, without argument.

Jared walked over and stood beside Royce. “So go ahead. Tell me what you want to tell me.”

Royce frowned. “What?”

“I was right,” Jared said with a grin.

“We werebothright.”

Jared frowned. “How do you figure that?”

“If I hadn’t let Carson go, our human wouldn’t have come to the conclusion he did. He wouldn’t have felt that ache I know he did. I surely felt it. And if you hadn’t pushed to go get him, he might not have had the nerve to come back on his own.”

“Or that woman would’ve gotten her claws into him and finished what she’d started,” Jared added. “I guess I’ll take a draw.”

“You guess?”

“Better than nothing,” Jared said before grabbing Carson’s computer and rounding the car. He put an arm around Carson and stared back at Royce. “Why don’t you check in with Paul and I’ll take our mate up to the cabin and wait for you.”

Royce felt his eyes glow for a moment before he forced the beast in him back. He knew what Jared had in mind. His mate had been away from them, found with some woman’s scent on him. They needed to reclaim what was theirs and make their scent the only one on Carson’s flesh.

He nodded. “I’ll be up shortly. You won’t wait long.”

Royce wondered if it was a fool’s errand to even bother checking on the cabins. He didn’t care about the humans in them. He only cared about one human at the moment.

Carson walked through the cabin’s door and turned to Jared. “This isn’t the Larchmont Cabin, is it?”

Jared shut the door and shook his head. He rested the crate on the kitchen’s island and turned toward Carson. “Not even close.”

“Is this your cabin?”

Jared smiled, stalking closer. “Two for two.” He grinned wider. “Now it’s all ours. The three of us—together.”

Carson grinned, pulling his laptop bag from around his body and lowering it to the couch. “I knew this was too good to be true.”

Jared paused, frowning. “How so?”

“I mean, when I first got here. I wasn’t sure how I’d lucked out to be in this cabin for that small of a charge. I was waiting for someone to pop out and say there’d been some mistake.”

Jared tugged Carson close. “No mistake. This is where you belonged then and this is where you belong now.”

Jared lowered his head and pressed a tentative kiss to Carson’s lips. After a second, he pulled away, his nose wrinkled. “All I can smell isher.”

Grabbing Carson’s wrist, Jared pulled him through the cabin to the master bathroom. When they stopped, Jared let go and lathered up a washcloth in the sink. “Take off your pants.”

“Jeez, no foreplay?”

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