Chapter 17
Chapter seventeen
Colt
The following morning at daybreak, Angus and I saddled two of the horses.
Angus had been slowly getting used to riding again, and I could see the pride in his face as we rode out to check calves and look for any destruction the flood might have caused.
The bright sun and blue sky belied the terrible storm that had occurred the day before.
Puddles dried before noon, and when I checked the nearby creek, it was nearly back to its normal depth, leaving flattened vegetation on its banks.
We moved a couple of cow calves into clean pens and took care of other chores before heading in and, finding Ben awake, made good on our plans from the night before.
This time, the three of us were more cognizant than we’d been in rut and heat, and we took the double penetration slower.
The moment Angus and I both were deep inside Ben, I felt it from head to toe.
All three of us moaned as Angus and I moved against each other inside of Ben’s ass.
After a little adjustment, Angus’s cock hit Ben’s very sensitive prostate on every thrust, sending shivers through Ben’s body.
We took turns kissing one another, and Angus and I made bite marks all over Ben’s neck and shoulders.
When we’d all reached our climaxes, we rested a moment before showering and changing the bed sheets. David made a huge breakfast, and Maddox ate with a babbling Ollie, now fully recovered, sitting on his lap.
I’d spent most of my life as a solitary being. How had I gotten so lucky? Then and there, I decided to start getting my cabin cleared out so I could permanently move in with my mates.
After the meal, I accompanied Angus and Maddox to the stables, where I told him my plan to go to my cabin and started sorting through my things.
“So, I probably won’t be back until dinner time.”
Angus frowned. “I’d help you, but I was going to mend those fences we found that had been weakened by the flood waters.”
“I’m just doing some boxing up and throwing away today. You can help me another time,” I said, giving him a peck on the mouth that Maddox pretended not to see, busying himself organizing the tack.
“Colt!” I heard Ben call to me as I was climbing into my Outback a moment later. I turned and put my hand out to steady him when he reached me.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Just down to my cabin. I’ll be back around dinner. Why have you run out here barefoot?” I pointed to his feet. “You could step on a rusty nail.”
“Can I go with you?” Ben asked. “Please?”
“I’m only going to be throwing stuff out and packing boxes. You’ll be bored.”
Ben’s face lit up. “So, you can move in with us? I won’t be bored, I promise. Angus is going to be busy all afternoon, and I don’t want to be alone.”
I started to point out that he wouldn’t be alone when he held up his hand to stop me. “I won’t have either of my alphas.”
“But Jackson’s visiting.”
“David is teaching him to sew. I hate sewing.” Ben wrinkled his nose in distaste.
“Okay, if you really want to spend the day in my little cabin. Go put your shoes on, and I’ll tell Angus you’re going with me.”
Ben’s smile illuminated his face. Turning, he ran to the house.
It took less than ten minutes on the pot-holed road for us to reach the group of cabins, most of which were inhabited by single people like myself.One of my neighbors, Audrey Benson, was outside working in her garden, and Ben and I greeted her as we walked up the path to my front door.
Her white and gray cat was sitting on the gate several feet away, swishing her tail.
“Hello, Ben. How are you? Colt, I’ve hardly seen you in the past couple of weeks. Where in the world have you been hiding?” Mrs. Benson adjusted her wide-brimmed hat on her head.
“I’m fine, Mrs. Benson, thank you,” Ben said, smiling at her. “May I pet your cat?”
“Of course. Pansy would love that.”
“Nice boy,” Mrs. Benson said when Ben was out of earshot.
“Ben’s helping me pack up my things,” I told her. “I’m going to sell the cabin.”
My neighbor was visibly surprised. “What? Is anything wrong? Where are you going, dear?” She knew my mother and I were estranged.
“Don’t worry, I’m just going to move in with Angus. We, uh, we’re mated now. Angus and me and Ben.”
I didn’t think Mrs. Benson’s eyes could get any wider. I’m sure it was a shock to her; after all, she hadn’t known I was gay. And I’d suspected for a while that she had a bit of a crush on Angus. I’d stolen her man. Throw Ben the omega as a third into the mix, and the woman had to be reeling.
“If you’ll excuse us, we’ll get to packing.” I called to Ben, and we went into my cabin.
“Why did Mrs. Benson look like she saw a ghost?” Ben asked when we were inside and I’d closed the door.
“I told her I was mated to you and Angus and moving in.”
“Oh,” Ben said. He walked to the front window and looked out. “She’s still staring this way with her mouth open.”
“I think I shocked her on a lot of levels,” I said.
Ben looked around the cabin, peeking into my bedroom, then the little bathroom, and lastly the small kitchen that was open to the living area. While he did this, I grabbed some boxes out of my storage closet.
“If you’ll start taking books and other stuff off the shelves, I’ll decide which pile to put them in—keep, giveaway, or throw away,” I said.
Ben nodded and walked to the large shelf unit that spanned one wall.
“This is a nice, cozy, place,” he said as he handed me books.
“Thanks. I’ve enjoyed living here. But it got a little lonely sometimes. And, just between you and me, Mrs. Benson is a little nosey.” I whispered the last part, though there was no way she could hear from outside. I wouldn’t hurt the older woman’s feelings for the world.
“We’re mates and I hardly know anything about you. Is this you with your parents?” Ben studied the small, framed photo before handing it to me.
“Yeah. I was around twelve there. My dad died a couple years after that was taken, and my mom moved away when I was 18. She had to sell our ranch.”
“Do you ever see her?”
I shook my head. “She remarried, and her new alpha husband doesn’t like me. I haven’t seen her since they moved away years ago.”
Ben turned to look at me, expression sad. “That’s terrible. I’ll bet you miss her.”
I did, but I didn’t like to talk about it. Ben was my mate, though, and I needed to share a piece of myself with him.
“I do. It hurt that she chose him over me. But a part of me understands it. She’s a beta and kind of weak.
She was used to having an alpha look after her.
It’s what she liked. My father did everything for her when he was alive.
He loved her very much, and she loved him, too.
When he died, she didn’t know what to do with herself or the ranch.
To give her credit, she tried. We both tried.
But it was too much for us. Selling the ranch was the right thing to do. ”
Walking over to me, Ben stood beside me until I looked up at him from where I was sitting on the floor. Then he bent down and kissed me on the mouth.
“You have me and Angus now, and we’ll never leave you,” he said simply. Then he went back to the shelves, giving me some time to wipe away the tears that had filled my eyes.