Page 23 of Mistletoe and Mayhem
That did a lot to soften her up, and she smiled at him, all traces of annoyance gone. “I don’t remember the last time I went to a party. What holiday is it?”
“Christmas. I was going to visit with Ani for a little while and work on some gifts for my mates if you want to join me.”
She hummed a sound of agreement, taking his arm when he offered it. They walked slowly toward Ani’s house while Shima pestered him for information about the party. He was going to have to inform his father, he didn't like when Shima left their convocation, but Zephyr would keep an eye on her. She might be getting older, but she was still full of energy and vinegar and deserved some time out.
“So, gifts are exchanged? What are you planning to make?”
“If Ani can show me how, I’d like to make Tony a rocking chair. He likes to sit outside and enjoy the sun. He deserves to bemore comfortable, and I hate seeing him dragging a dining chair outside when we’re not there to help him.”
She nodded in agreement. “That boy needs all the world’s comforts. You’ll have to make three, though. He’ll be lonely if you don’t join him.”
He’d considered that. He was pretty sure Taron would like the gift as well, but it’d be harder to hide from him than it would be hiding it from Tony. His shapeshifter was a snoop, especially when it came to gifts.
“Think your friends would like some good fortune charms? I’m too old to make something new, but I can charge some of the ones I have in storage just fine.”
“That’s a good idea,” he agreed, knowing he wouldn’t be able to talk her into just going in with him on gifts. He was glad she was looking out for her health by using crafts she had saved from before.
“Now, tell me what’s wrong with Tony.”
He blinked, looking down at her in surprise. “What do you mean?”
“I can feel his heartache from here, chidi. Something bothers him. What is it?”
“I’m not sure yet.” When she raised an eyebrow at him, he made a face. “I won’t push him to talk about it before he’s ready, Shima. He puts up with enough of my hovering as it is. I don’t want to be demanding. For now, he says he’s fine, and I’ll respect that. When he’s ready to talk, he knows I’m here for him.”
She pursed her lips against a scowl. “I still want to know.”
“Feel free to ask him yourself. He’s resting today, but he’d be happy for you to call him.”
Her eyes lit up at the prospect, and she put out a hand, silently demanding his phone. She said she was too old for one of her own, and usually just stole the phone of whoever was watching over her for the day.
“Let’s go. I want to talk to my sweet boy while you get to work. Then you’ll help me get the charms down from storage.”
“Yes, Shima,” he replied with a smile.
Chapter Four
Taron poked his head into the bedroom, beaming at his mates. “Who’s ready to party?”
“Not me,” Tony chuckled. “I need to shower first.”
From the looks of it, Zephyr was getting ready to join him. Not one to miss out on the fun, Taron removed his clothes as he followed them in, turning on the water as Zephyr stripped Tony out of his clothes. There was a bench against the wall they had installed so Tony didn’t need a stool, and several showerheads so they all stayed warm showering together. Taron could admit this shower was better than his shower in his old condo. He never regretted moving into Zephyr’s place. It felt more like a home.
They helped Tony into the shower after he removed his prosthetic, and Taron carefully set it aside so it wouldn’t be damaged. Hugo would murder him.
He was about to spin around to join his mates in the shower when a groan caught his attention. His eyes flicked to the mirror automatically, and all his breath left him in a rush. Zephyr was looming over their mate, their mouths locked in a hot kiss as Tony’s hands went exploring. Oooh, were his mates feeling frisky? He’d gladly be late to a party if it meant getting his hands on his mates.
Zephyr lifted his head from the kiss, giving Taron an impatient look. “Get in here, gorgeous.”
A smile spread across his face. He once thought he’d get jealous if Zephyr looked at anyone but him. But his mate always made him feel wanted, even as his fingers wrapped around Tony’s dick and stroked him, making their perfect mate groan.
Not one to turn down an invitation for sex, he stepped into the shower, kneeling beside Tony and craning his neck to accept a kiss from Zephyr while his hands joined in the driving Tony crazy club. He tweaked Tony’s nipples while Zephyr continued to stroke him, both trading lazy kisses with each other and Tony until Tony was trembling and he and Zephyr were both hard and–
Tony groaned, cum splashing on his chest and abs as he shook from the force of his release. Taron’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. He hadn’t realized Tony was that keyed up already.
He shot a questioning look at Zephyr, who smirked. “He really does love when we team up on him.”
Taron gave him a matching grin. “Well, I’m certainly not complaining. Blowjob?”
