Chapter Twelve
Rafe
My mates were sizzling hot, and after I filled our omega, I backed off to enjoy watching my alpha take his turn. I don’t know what I expected from a porcupine, but if they were all this sexy, someone should do a calendar dedicated to them. Of course I’d gotten a good look when we shifted…both times, but it wasn’t the same as seeing his powerful buttocks clench as he buried himself deep in our omega’s tight ass.
It was so tight. And slick, and hot, and everything I’d imagined the best mating could be. Lying beside them, idly stroking myself, I was rapidly getting hard again. How could anyone with a sex drive not?
Never dreaming I’d have two mates, one an alpha, my brain had never encompassed the idea of there being someone else fucking my omega. Much less that it would be such a turn-on. Jealousy? Not a whit. Hot? Beyond sizzling. Their breathing harsh, my alpha and my omega clung together in passion no porn movie could ever equal. And they were all mine.
Rock-hard now, I stroked faster with an idle thought that I might be able to come when they did. And then our human bit his alpha and I lost it. I’d never seen anything so mind-blowing, and cum shot from my cock and splashed on my mates’ sides. They didn’t even slow down while I pumped the last droplets from my dick and lay back panting. Mates like this were going to be the death of me.
No sooner did Pierce release his bite than Quill returned the favor, and I leaned in to mark our omega on the opposite side of his throat. It was all a blur of motion and emotion and sensation and pleasure and when they both bit me, a sting of erotic pain. I wasn’t even sure how they managed the gyrations to get to me, but my eyes were closed at that point, and it was all hearing and scent and touch anyway. I wanted to watch more, but I was completely lost and didn’t remember how to open my eyes.
And then their teeth were gone and they were both coming. I didn’t have to be told because I was every bit as much a part of it as if I’d been fucking Pierce myself. Their shouts rang out, and Quill rolled to the side, bringing our omega in between us. In just a few hours, we’d gone from strangers to mated.
This was how my fathers told me it worked.
And now I knew he was right.
We were a sticky mess, mostly because of me, and when Quill’s knot shrank, and he moved back a bit, I apologized for it. “Mates, would you like to see my shower? I seem to have gotten cum all over you.”
“Oh, wow.” Pierce touched his side and giggled. “Yes, you did.”
“Naughty alpha,” Quill tsked. “What were you thinking?”
“I wasn’t thinking, I was watching the two hottest males on the face of the earth putting on a show nobody but me will ever get to see.”
“Maybe we need video so we can see it too,” Pierce mused. And I thought humans were vanilla.
“For now, we need to clean up,” Quill said. “Or we’ll all be stuck together by the time morning arrives.”
It wasn’t actually that long until morning, but he had a good point. “Would you like to see my en suite?”
“Omega, I have a feeling we’re about to see what luxury means.”
“Oh good.” Pierce bounced out from between us and crawled to the foot of the bed. “That means there’s room for all of us in the shower, right?”
We all headed across the room to where I’d had the bathroom built. The original loft plan had it without an outside window and I wanted the view.
“Holy shit.” Quill stopped in the doorway. “Us and ten of our best friends can fit in there. We could have a dance party.”
“Ohhh.” Pierce was standing over by the jacuzzi tub. “We’ll fit in here, too.”
“It’s like I knew you were coming.” I could feel my grin. It had been a long time since I’d smiled so broad. “Shower or bath?”
“Let’s shower now,” our practical porcupine suggested. “We can always take a bath tomorrow, but I have a feeling if we get in that tub after all our activities, we’ll just fall asleep and end up with pneumonia.”
“Shower it is, then!” I tapped some buttons on the control panel and got all six showerheads going. “Who’s ready to give it a try?” I was so proud of this shower, but it had never seen any kind of action before. I never brought anyone home, and I was sure I’d never have a mate… But I was glad I’d set up the outer wall the way I had.
“It’s all glass, all the way around,” Pierce said, shrinking back from the outside edge. “I feel like I could go right over.”
“You won’t. It’s very thick,” I assured him.
“The view is amazing,” Quill added. “I can see all the way to the beach, but can’t everyone see us?”
“Nope! It’s two-way glass. Privacy with a view. Like it?”
They did, and they made full use of the privacy, in ways that would have scared the seagulls who were on the ledge across the way if they’d been able to see it. My mates were the best. At everything.
When we emerged from the shower, I passed out thick Egyptian cotton towels from the stack on the vanity. And of course, drying one another off led to a little more fooling around, but nothing messy. Turned out, we all liked to swallow.
We curled up naked in my big bed and I pulled the duvet over us all, closing my eyes and thanking Fate for not hating me after all. I’d been through a trial I might never understand, and I would never forget my first mate, but she’d given me two mates to live life with, restoring my joy.