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Rory’s dick, slick with precum, pressed against my hip. When had he taken his clothes off? He twisted my nipple, so I put my arm around him and dug my fingers into his ass cheek.
I checked to see if Shane’s clothes had magically vanished too. They hadn’t, but he’d opened his fly and was working his dick as he mouthed mine.
“Shane, please.” Please put my dick on your tongue. Please swallow me down. Please suck me.
As I imagined Shane performing each of those actions, he and Rory thrust their hips in time with my thoughts. Rory moved his hand from my nipple to Shane’s head. He had his feet on either side of my leg, grinding into me.
Rory caught my lips in a kiss, invading my mouth with his tongue. I tried to engage with the kiss, but Shane nosed his way from my balls to my crown, then he finally took my dick in his hot, wet mouth. I lost it, my orgasm slamming through me as I tore away from Rory’s kiss and bent over Shane’s back, my mouth opened on a silent scream.
Shane swallowed as best he could, but my cum spilled out of his lips. He stiffened, his mouth and tongue going slack. Through the bond I felt his orgasm crash into me, into us.Rory pulled me tighter, his release spurting hot onto my skin. Shane and I both shuddered as if Rory’s orgasm were our own again.
We rested against each other, panting, for a good minute. My brain was fuzzy, but my feelings for Shane and Rory were bright and clear.
“I love you. Both of you.”
The seconds of silence following my confession ticked by, and I cringed. Shit, I’d only met Rory on Monday, and Shane and I hardly had more history than that.
I straightened my glasses and reached down to pull up my shorts, though I didn’t bother fastening them. “I’m gonna get a shower.” I didn’t look at either man as I edged to the side to disentangle myself.
“Wait.” Rory clamped an arm across my chest, pinning me against the wall again. I kept my eyes on the floor.
Shane stood up. “You can’t just drop that and run.”
“Pretty sure I can.” I tugged on Rory’s arm, but he wouldn’t let go.
Shane cupped my cheek. “You were brave enough to say that, but you didn’t check the bond to see what our reactions were?”
I finally lifted my gaze. Shane’s eyes were warm and caring, full of... love? Or that’s what the bond was telling me. I jerked my head toward Rory, and he was sending the same emotions through the bond.
He leaned in and kissed me softly, not full of lust like before. This kiss was full of love. “I love you too. Both of you.” He put his hand around the back of Shane’s head and pulled him in for a three-way kiss. Even with the taste of my cum onShane’s lips, this kiss was sweeter and a lot less clumsy than the last time we’d tried it.
Shane smiled. “I think you can feel it already, but I love both of you too.”
I kissed him, just from me, before pulling Rory in for another three-way. We ended with the hug to end all hugs, our feelings bouncing between us through the bond. I’d never been so happy.
CAL’S CAMPAIGN COMPENDIUM
WONDER TRAFFICKING
Overview: Trafficking is the horrifying practice of kidnapping Wonders with the intent to sell them to humans for financial gain. Wolf shifters are the most frequently trafficked Wonders, but many species have been discovered to have been kidnapped and sold. It is estimated that between fifty and one hundred Wonders are kidnapped worldwide each year for the purpose of being trafficked.
History: While Wonders were regarded with fear and occasionally attacked by humans during the centuries the portal to the Elven dimension was open, it is believed that the capture of Wonders for purposes of sale and captivity did not begin until after the portal closed. The first documented instance of a full-scale auction occurred in 1983 in Saudi Arabia. Subsequent auctions have occurred in most countries where billionaires and multi-millionaires are found.
Perpetrators: Kidnappers and auctioneers are usually human, but Wonders have occasionally been involved. So far no magic carriers have been known to participate, and it is speculated that this is due to the magic gifts imbuing the carriers with protective instincts toward Wonders. Purchasers have so far been limited to the wealthiesthumans, and communication surrounding Wonder trafficking is done mostly on the dark web.
Preventative Measures: Fortunately Wonder trafficking, while it does occur, is still rare. But we are seeing more and more Hunters born among magic carriers. Most countries and states/territories have teams of Hunters who—among other duties—intervene when Wonders are discovered to have been captured and/or trafficked.
If you find evidence or have suspicions of Wonder trafficking, please contact your District Monitor or the nearest Hunter team. You can also message @FightWonderTrafficking on Discord.
CHAPTER 23
RORY
We were aboutto eat breakfast when Manny showed up, having just gotten off shift, still in his cartoon character scrubs. Pia—via my phone—had texted him that we were going shopping this morning, and she wanted Manny along for fashion advice.
I couldn’t blame her. Ellis at least had a sense of style, but I doubted his preppy aesthetic would appeal to a 13-year-old. If I wasn’t wearing a suit for work, I was in jeans and sweaters or button-ups. And while I was sure Shane would clean up amazingly well, his wardrobe currently only consisted of jeans, cargo pants and shorts, and t-shirts.
Manny went around and hugged all of us, including Ms. Jackson. He sat down next to Pia and started quizzing her on what clothes she needed. I tuned them out and turned to Ms. Jackson, who was sitting next to me, tentatively chewing the tomato slice Shane had put on top of their cheese omelet.
