Chapter Eleven
Wylder
“Come back here, you little shit!” Wylder chased Theo through the living room but the cat was too fast and was running up the carpeted shelving along the wall.
“Wylder!” Dario called from the kitchen.
Now that was a problem. The new house was awesome, but with the open concept, there wasn’t much that he could get away with. Wylder slowed and pointed at the highest shelf where the demon cat was grooming his paw. “He started it!”
Dario rolled his eyes. “How old are you?”
Wylder huffed. He’d been in the middle of playing an online game and his team had just started the battle when Theo had run into his room and tripped over the cords. The power cord had been ripped from the wall, ending Wylder’s game.
‘Mer. Meow.’
“I know you’re sorry,” Wylder said. “Come down and let me hug you.”
‘Mer. Mer mer.’
“Here, kitty kitty.” Wylder grinned at Dario as he snorted and returned to his cooking. For some reason their golden dragon was intent on filling the fridge with enough meals to keep them fed forever.
‘Mer.’
Wylder knew how to entice his baby down off the ledge. He whipped off his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the couch. “I guess I’ll go work out.”
‘Meow.’
“Oh no, you don’t want to come down,” Wylder teased.
Theo peeked over the shelf at him.
Wylder rubbed his chest and winked. “Off to the gym.” He turned but could hear the heavy thump of Theo’s paws leaping from shelf to shelf.
He kept walking through the kitchen and smacked Dario on the ass.
“Watch it, boy.” Dario pointed the spatula at him. “I will put you over my knee and spank your ass.”
“Kinky,” Wylder drawled. “I’m going to work out.”
Dario darted his eyes behind him and smiled. “Have fun.”
Wylder chuckled. Yeah, he was planning on having a whole lot of fun. “You could finish up in here and join us.”
“I might just do that. Give me ten minutes,” Dario said.
“Grab Alek and Mitch,” Wylder stated.
“Will do,” Dario agreed.
Wylder strolled to the door on the opposite side of the kitchen that led to the new gym, which was the most amazing space that Wylder had ever seen. Mitch had put together a perfect space for them. There was even a corner of the room for Theo to practice his magic.
He opened the door and left it open, knowing that he had a little stalker on his heels.
Wylder stomped down the steps into the new open space.
At the bottom of the stairs, dark blue mats were laid out.
The mats continued across half the room before the weights and machines were set up.
In the very back corner was Theo’s space and that was exactly where the little cat raced toward.
Wylder started with stretches, keeping his back to Theo. His baby loved to watch Wylder start to get sweaty. And, truthfully, Wylder liked showing off for his mate.
“I heard we were working out,” Mitch said as he clomped down the stairs.
Wylder motioned with his head toward the back of the room. “Lose the shirt.”
Laughing, Mitch did just that. It was nice to see that Mitch had remained in his natural form since they returned from hell. Maybe Theo’s short little adventure had more than one benefit. Mitch seemed more comfortable around them.
“Mmm.” Mitch walked by and cupped his ass. “Nice shorts.”
“Well, I was playing video games but some naughty cat decided to ruin that,” Wylder mock-complained.
There was a definite rumble from the back of the room.
“This is better anyway.” Mitch gave Wylder’s ass one last squeeze.
Wylder rolled his eyes. “There is nothing wrong with playing games. I promise I’ll teach you if you want to learn.”
Mitch stretched his arms up. With the high ceiling, his fingers barely brushed. “Or you could come down here and work out. Practice your sword skills.”
“You have a one-track mind,” Wylder complained. He turned and stroked himself over his tight shorts. “If you want to obsess, then you should obsess over me.”
Mitch dropped his arms. “I thought we were really working out.”
Wylder laughed. “We are. Let’s test your stamina.” He leapt at Mitch and knew that his mate would catch him.
The crashed back into the mat with Mitch protecting Wylder and taking the brunt of the fall. With Mitch’s arms around him, Wylder sent them rolling toward the back of the room.
Theo crouched naked at the edge of the mat.
“Hey, baby,” Wylder drawled. “See something you like?”
“Of course. But you should have less clothes on,” Theo said. “Naked wrestling.”
“You want us to naked wrestle?” Why had Wylder never thought of that before. That was a brilliant idea.
“Oh, we’re getting a show?” Dario dropped onto the mat and pulled Theo into his lap.
“Naked wrestling! Naked wrestling!” Theo chanted.
“Do we have to be naked to watch?” Alek asked, joining them.
“Yes!” Wylder and Theo answered together.
“If those are the rules.” Alek shrugged and pulled off his suit jacket.
Wylder deserved so much credit for loosening Alek up. Although why would anyone wear a suit around their own house. But at least Alek had no issue abandoning it to get naked with them.
Resting his elbow on Mitch’s chest, since he was still on top of his demon warrior, Wylder watched Alek undress before picking up Theo off Dario’s lap.
Theo giggled. “I’m already naked!”
“Dario isn’t,” Alek pointed out. “And you sat on his lap all last night so it’s my turn.”
“K!” Theo agreed.
Dario sighed. “Our wrestlers still have their clothes on.” He was, however, removing his clothing.
That was true and Wylder had better fix that situation. He shoved his hand down Mitch’s leather pants.
“That’s not exactly removing his pants,” Theo pointed out.
“Shush,” Wylder told him. “I’m wrestling.”
“That’s not wrestling!” Theo shouted. Then he groaned.
Wylder glanced over to see that Alek was stroking Theo’s dick. Which was totally not fair since Theo was complaining about him doing the same thing.
Mitch pushed his hips up, which wasn’t exactly helpful. His massive cock already took up most of the room in his pants.
Mitch reached down and unbuttoned his pants, giving Wylder more room to work. And he needed it. Mitch had a big cock in his human form but in his natural form the thing was massive. His fingers didn’t fit all the way around. Still Wylder was nothing but determined.
“Naked!” Theo gasped out. “I can’t see anything.”
Wylder glanced over. Dario was now sucking Theo’s cock as Alek had one finger sawing in and out of Theo’s hole. The little shifter was lying across both their laps, pushing into Dario’s mouth, then back onto Alek’s finger.
How Theo managed to outmaneuver him and get in on the action first was beyond Wylder.
Wylder released Mitch’s cock to get his pants all the way down his legs and tossed them behind his back. Then he shimmied out of his shorts. Once they were both naked, Wylder straddled Mitch’s upper legs and grasped his cock again. He stroked firmly even as Theo’s moans began to rise in volume.
There was no way that Wylder was going to be able to take Mitch’s shaft in either his mouth or ass. That just wasn’t happening without a lot of prep and maybe some prayers. He could give pleasure to his demon warrior, though.
“I win!” Theo crowed as Alek placed him on his hands and knees on the mat beside them.
Alek slid inside Theo with one smooth, powerful thrust.
Dario gripped Theo’s hair and held his head in place painting Theo’s lips with his precome.
Getting distracted, Wyder leaned forward to watch Alek’s shaft getting swallowed up by Theo’s hole. Wylder was kind of jealous as he knew how tight Theo was.
He went airborne before his back slammed against the mat with Mitch holding him down.
“I win,” Mitch said and took Wylder’s dick into his mouth.
Who the hell cared or was keeping score at this point. Wylder shoved his cock down Mitch’s throat and pumped his hips. This was totally better than playing video games. Wylder would rather play with his mates anytime.
Theo cried out and Wylder reached to grab his hand. Wylder entwined their fingers as Mitch gave a massive suck, nearly sending him over the edge.
Best workout ever.
* * * * *
Theo
Aurelia clapped as Theo sent another pulse of magic at the floating ball.
Not only was Theo’s aim getting better, but now he could float the balls without much thought, so he was moving on to controlling the magic in the way that he wanted.
Seb had agreed that Theo could learn something from Micitian once a month.
He did want Theo to have the basics down by that time. Theo agreed.
He sent another pulse of magic at the ball on the end. Or at least he tried. Theo might have missed the side by the smallest amount. Just a little.
“Good try!” Aurelia cheered.
“Missed that one,” Theo said as he shook his head.
“It was so close,” Aurelia told him.
Theo kissed the top of her head. “Thanks.”
“Are you still down here practicing?” Wylder asked.
Theo screeched and the balls dropped. “Wylder!”
“I thought you heard me coming!” Wylder said.
He was going to have to move his magic area to his own room or something. Every time that Theo got into the groove of things, someone came down.
“I’m sorry, baby.” Wylder squeezed his knee.
“It’s fine.” Theo gathered his balls and put them in the basket before blowing out the incense that he’d lit when he started. Seb thought that the scent would be relaxing and soothing for him.
“Alek’s fathers invited us to dinner,” Wylder told him. “I thought you might want time to clean up and get dressed.”
“We’re having dinner with the Lenkovs?” That perked Theo up.
He spent so much time with Seb practicing magic.
Tate and Carson were always texting him to check on his progress or just send Theo encouragement.
Mah always asked about his classes and if Theo was taking time to have fun.
He wasn’t as close to Vadir but that didn’t mean anything since Vadir was as stiff as Alek used to be.
“That’s right. So hurry and get ready. Mitch is going to portal us, so we don’t have to drive,” Wylder explained.