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Setting Boundaries

Asher

Thiswholesituationwasgetting out of hand. I loved my mate and Hiroshi, I really did. Had I ever thought that Hiroshi would meet his mate? Not really, no. Yet, here we were. Not only did he have a mate, but one that wanted to try bonding with his omega’s lovers.

Fated mates were a big deal, but we all acknowledged that not everyone would meet theirs. When they did, usually the omega, or alpha, would ditch whatever partner they had for themselves to get with their mate. Often, the pull was too strong to ignore and affairs would happen.

Sweetwater seemed to buck that trend. Kade had famously denied his mate, or delayed their mating, taking things slowly, or close to that in shifter terms. Jasper, his papa, had rejected his fated three times. The gossip about the pair was rife around the compound. Shifters, wolves in particular, loved to talk. They loved the pair, but noticed that they were a different breed of omega.

Here was Roan, though, also from the same pack, the Hayes pack that Kade’s father had been alpha of, and he differed from what I’d have expected of a young alpha.

Few alphas would agree to being fucked, especially by a beta. They did the fucking. Yet, here Roan was, willing to do it for me and for Tate.

My mate loved sex in all forms. When it was just us, he bottomed the majority of the time. Bottoming was something I’d suffered through occasionally to make him happy. How did he feel about this?

You’re projecting, love. We need to see how Roan fits with us for the bond.

But –

No, let him try. If it doesn’t feel right, then you don’t have to do it again. He seemed to like you being inside him.

He had. I tried to shut down the bond, to not let my anxiety seep through. I could feel the slow burn of arousal from Tate. He loved being stretched on a knot, something he hadn’t experienced properly before, only with spells and toys. Apparently, they didn’t quite compare. He wanted that for me, too.

You got close.

Dammit. I was still projecting. My lion helped me thicken the mental walls and hide my confusion and doubt.

Roan’s knot deflated. He eased his cock out of Tate’s ass, a trickle of cum leaking out.

“Wow! That was something.”

I heard Hiroshi whimper. “Are you going to fuck again?”

Roan lifted his head so he could meet Hiroshi’s eyes. “Does that bother you?”

“No.” Hiroshi answered honestly. “I just wish I could join in. I know why I can’t.”

Roan gave him a commiserating look. “If you got any closer, I’d be on you in a second.”

Hiroshi nodded. “I know.” He blushed. “You three sorting your dynamic is important, and fucking hot! I’m happy to watch as long as I get a turn, too.”

“You will,” Roan assured him. He was so good with Hiroshi. “Soon,” he promised.

Hiroshi nodded with adoration in his eyes. Their tentative bond was growing daily.

“Asher, babe. Lie down on the bed. Let me and Roan make you feel good.” Tate said with a cheeky smile.

“You always do.”

“You ready to help me open him up for you, Roan?”

“Absolutely.”

The pair got to work, teasing and tasting my body until I was writhing under their ministrations. I barked out a sound at the feel of a tongue on my entrance and a mouth on my cock.

Roan and Tate kissed in between sucking and licking me. I stuffed pillows under my head so I could watch them together. Goddess, they made a fine picture. I loved watching Tate with Hiroshi, but this was something else.