Chapter Twelve
Falkan
Finally, our wolf declared himself. He was ours, and we were his.
“Take me home and make me yours,” were the most beautiful words I’d ever heard.
Home was where, though? There were three of us here with individual sleeping spaces, although two of us were temporary.
Griffith’s bed was comfy but small.
“How about my suite? My bed’s a king,” I offered.
“Good idea,” Griffith said.
Kyle nodded.
We got into Griffith’s car, feet sandy, hair windblown from our picnic on the beach.
When we got to my suite, Kyle put his arms around my waist and Griffith’s. He kissed us both then tried to lead us to my bed.
“I’ve got to shower off the sand first,” I said sadly.
He turned toward the bathroom. “Let’s go.”
“All of us?” Griffith asked.
Kyle nodded mischievously.
“I’m not sure the shower’s big enough,” I protested.
“We’ll see,” Kyle said.
It was a fancy deal with two spigots. I’d already used it every day that I was here.
It had a glass door and tile that mimicked real rock.
When I opened the door, Kyle reached in and turned on the water.
I looked to make sure we had enough towels.
The hotel staff had been generous, so I grabbed a stack from the shelves over the sink and set them on the counter.
“We’ll fit if we squeeze.” Kyle sounded excited. I was so pleased he was ours now. And we had all night to verify it.
Squeezing in with both Kyle and Griffith naked beside me seemed like no hardship at all. Hurriedly, I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes.
Griffith’s elbows banged into me as he quickly disrobed. Kyle stood between us, gazing as we got naked, but still fully clothed.
“Hey, no fair.” I reached out to touch his shirt.
“I can’t look away. You’re both so handsome.”
“You can look all you want with your clothes off,” I admonished.
“That’s fair.” He grinned and yanked at the hem of his shirt.
I glanced at Griffith. It was as if we were thinking the same thing at the same time.
“Let’s get him,” I said.
We grabbed Kyle’s shirt for him and had it off before he could blink. I undid the button on his pants while Griffith bent and pulled off his shoes one by one.
I yanked Kyle’s pants down, and he gave a little screech. I backed off.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.” He looked up at me, beaming. “No one’s ever wanted me like this before. I was startled.”
I looked him up and down. His cock pointed at me, fully erect. As was Griffith’s. Also pointing at me.
“I’ve never felt like this, either,” I said.
Griffith nodded. “I’m the same. This is different from anything I’ve known.”
“Good. We’re all on the same page.” Kyle’s face flushed. But he kept ordering us, and we kept obeying. “Now, my handsome alphas, into the shower with you. Let’s make sure we get the sand out of every crevice and crease.”
We obeyed, trying to enter at once and immediately blocking the door like something from a screwball comedy.
I backed up a step, and Griffith went in, water splashing his muscles and making them shine.
I was breathless as I stepped in. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.
That left room for Kyle. We both turned to look at him.
“You’re amazing alphas.”
“You coming?” I held my hand out to him.
He took it in his and joined us. We were now one big hugging knot of wet, naked flesh.
It was funny and serious at the same time.
But, as we shared soap and shampoo and helped each other wash, we laughed.
I wanted to say, “What’s so funny,” but it wasn’t.
We were laughing because we were happy. Because now, we had each other closer than close. And slippery, as well.
Kyle shook his long, wet hair, and it smacked our faces, feeding our laughter more.
Our erections poked and dragged over each other. It felt so good, slipping against each other like that. I never wanted to get out. Except for one thing. We couldn’t completely make love like this. The claiming of us all demanded much more room.
I wanted both of them. I was breathing hard by the time Kyle turned off the water and got out first, handing each of us a towel.
The air hit me, cold and comforting. I’d become quickly overheated and needed that coolness to catch my breath.
Kyle wrapped a towel around his wet hair, trying to dry it, then gave up and let it drop to the floor. He ran to the bed, cute ass waggling as he jumped onto it and plopped right in the center.
Griffith and I dropped our towels and were on either side of the bed seconds later. On the way, I grabbed my lube from my suitcase. I never went anywhere without it. While Kyle was an omega and could produce his own slick, neither Griffith nor I could.
I wanted them both. In all ways. I glanced at the bottle. It was mostly full but would that be enough? I had major plans for these two.
Griffith held out his hand, and I passed him the bottle then plopped beside Kyle.
“This is the good stuff,” Griffith said.
“Yep. Always. I’m a dragon, remember? Spoiled rotten.”
Kyle ran his hand down my chest. “Not rotten at all.”
“You smell like candy,” Griffith said.
“You smell like roasted marshmallows,” I said to Griffith.
Kyle snickered. “What do I smell like?”
“Sugar and spice,” I began.
“And everything nice,” Griffith finished.
“Really? For real? I do?”
We both rolled into him and kissed him all over his face to prove we loved his scent.
Kyle spread his legs and thrust up. His cock grazed my hip. I reached down and stroked it gently.
“More of that,” he gasped into our kisses.
Griffith ran his hand down Kyle’s stomach and joined mine. We gently sent our omega mate into begging ecstasy. He sat up and spread his legs, lifting his hips.
I grabbed a pillow and put it under his hips then watched as he raised his legs, showing us how wet he was from his omega slick.
Griffith sat up on his knees, cock hard. I remembered how beautiful he’d been when we’d first come here to this bed together. If possible, he was even more gorgeous. I wanted to give him everything.
I motioned for him to get between Kyle’s open legs.
“Kyle?” I asked.
“Yes. Yes. Griffith, please take me. Then you, Falkan. Please. I want you both.”
Griffith leaned in to kiss me then got into place.
I began to rub his shoulders and down his back. “Claim our omega, mate. Open the bond.”
My mind was fire. Just watching Griffith start to breach our omega had me wanting to burst. It was so sexy, so completely loving. He thrust slowly as Kyle moaned in pleasure, thrashing his head. Griffith’s heavy balls were drawn tight. His ass pumped.
I rubbed up and down his back, cupping his cheeks, wanting him for my own, wanting Kyle. Soon enough, it would happen.
I reached between them and stroked Kyle just as he came. He cried out, spraying his chest.
Griffith groaned and followed seconds later. This first time, none of us was going to last. Later, we’d slow things down.
“I’m not done. Not done,” Kyle called. “I need you, Falkan.”
Griffith pulled out and I took his place.
Hands moved over my back and lower as I aimed myself at our omega’s hole.
Knowing Griffith had just come turned me on even more.
I went slowly at first then sped up when I realized Kyle was completely open and ready for me.
The bond between us all started to flare.
Kyle sighed and began to moan again. Between moans, he tried to speak.
“You’re both just perfect. Perfect.”
His insides gripped me tight, an internal embrace. I couldn’t hold back. I came shouting his name.
When I was done, we used the towel from the shower to mop things up then rested. No more than half an hour later, we were ready to go again.
“Does your kind do claiming bites?” Kyle asked.
“Yes,” we said in unison, grinning at each other.
That was our next task. Also, Griffith and I wanted to feel each other. Inside.
Kyle became very bossy when we told him that and decided to direct our antics. He was a great boss, and we used up nearly all the lube.
We each did the claiming bites on each other and Kyle. Kyle bit us each as, in the early morning hours, we took turns on him again.
We’d had very little sleep as the sun came up.
The bed was a wreck, but we didn’t care.
I got up, pulled the covers over both my passionate lovers, and made sure the curtains were fully shut so no dreaded sunlight got through the cracks.
Then I settled beside them, threw my arm over them, and fell into a deep sleep.