Chapter 49.2
My gaze darted between them. I was so fucking lost.
“Rek was really, uh… feeling under the weather,”
Rosa mumbled diplomatically, instead of calling Rek weak, “and he passed out a few times. Mashed his face pretty good that last time,”
she admitted with a wince. “I heard he lost some of his sense of smell…”
“Bad. Crooked. Like this.”
Celuk mimed a horribly broken schnoz. “Snore LOUD ‘til Lukar fix,”
Celuk playfully added, giving Rek a look that dared him to argue the fact.
Rek ran his fingers down the bridge of his nose. “Not crook-ed now. Lukar fix good.”
“Not smell goot, not know Rek make baby,”
Jeh-kal pointed out.
“Beg pardon?”
I blurted, gaping down at them. Rek made the baby? Was I hearing him right?
Celuk grumbled something at Jeh-kal as Rek and I stared at him, stunned stupid.
“Rek make?”
Rek’s voice shook as he lifted his hand to place the side of his face to my belly.
Jeh-kal had a Fuck, I messed up look on his mug.
Slowly, Rek’s arms wove around my waist. Turning his face away from Rosa and Noyel’s view, he shook as he clutched me to him. “Rek make,”
he repeated, his voice cracking as his shoulders shook. “Rek make…”
Rosa glanced from Rek to me, her brow furrowed in confusion. Maybe this is a bad time. Sorry. We’ll come back later. Love you , she mouthed.
The second the door was closed behind them, Jeh-kal became King Jabberjaw. “Jo say like Buu make baby. Smell Rek make baby. Not know how say to Jo, no’ hurt Jo. No’ know how Jo take.”
He was babbling, garbling the words into one big, long sentence.
“It woulda been bad timing, Buu ditching me and then you telling me the baby wasn’t his. I agree.”
Nodding along absently, I brushed my fingers through Rek’s hair comfortingly. This was Rek and my baby. I could scarcely believe it.
“Rek ‘kay?”
Jeh-kal asked, eyeing Rek’s shaking form.
Loud sniffles sounded from my side, Rek’s face hidden in his arm. “Rek happy,”
he burst out, then sniffed louder.
Jeh-kal looked like he didn’t believe him. Reaching out, he patted Rek on the back. “Still have to share,”
he grumbled to Rek. “Jeh-kal no care who make. Still Jeh-kal baby, too.”
After a minute, he added, “No have share with Kirch.”
Rek grunted in agreement.
I couldn’t help but laugh listening to them. Glancing up, I met Celuk’s gaze and smiled.
He closed the distance between us, leaning over the beasts at our feet to kiss me senseless.
“Heeello nurse,”
I breathed.
“What nurse?”
Jeh-kal asked Rek quietly.
“See in my Jojo movies. Mean, like dog-tors. Jab-jabs. Pokes, hurt with needles. Not nice. Say can’t do things. Make take bad medicine and lock in rooms,”
Rek softly replied. “Rek watch, have bad dreams.”
Breaking Celuk’s kiss, I stared down between us at the softly talking pair. “What the hell movies have you been watching on my tablet? Horror? I warned you about those!”
I burst out. If you’ve hit my scif fi horror section and you’re a too literal furball, you’ve officially gone too far. Had I not warned Rek about those multiple times?! Too many times to count, in fact. He acted like I had some kind of secret I was unwilling to share when it came to those but dropped it every time he said he wanted to watch them and I insisted he really wouldn’t like them.
“Bad one,”
Rek grunted out. Shaking his head at Jeh-kal, he warned him, “Rek show Jeh-kal movie pictures square. No watch ho-rawrs. Jojomine say no watch them, Rek no like, but Rek want see, want feel close my Jojojmine she no’ here, Rek no’ listen. No feel close. Feel scared, sad, worried big head beasts take my Jojo. Sneak sleep in ‘Luk room.”
Jeh-kal frowned but nodded. “Jeh-kal no want watch hello nurses and bad dog-tors. Not sound goot. No want need sneak sleep in Celuk room.”
“Seriously, how many did you watch?”
I spluttered.
A short grunt left Rek. “One all way...”
His nose wrinkled in distaste. “Rek no need see more. Bad. Not nice. Not good movie. Why my Jojomine has the bad movies like that?”
“What freakin’ movie?!”
I spluttered.
“One with bad beasts like this,”
Rek paused to mime the shape of the creatures he was talking about, “in bad hut in sky. Humans mean, each other, mean to beasts. Beasts get out, kill all the humans, even good ones.”
Rek shuddered. “No want those here. Bad, like Krampus. No want long head beasts hurt my Jojomine. Like big head cuked-clumbers. Rek happy we not have sky huts and bad hello-nurse dog-tors and cluked-clumber heads. Humans need empty sky huts and stay empty.”
“Did you watch the whole thing? How far down that rabbit hole did you go? I told you, if I call it horror, it’s not for you.”
What other odds and ends would crop up from this?! “None of that is real. It’s just make believe. It’s supposed to scare you.”
“How know not real?”
Rek argued. “Humans think Lo denaii not real.”
He had a point but… “It’s not the same,”
I insisted.
Celuk chuckled softly at the vehemence in my voice.
“They aren’t!”
I sputtered belligerently.
The look Rek and Jeh-kal exchanged said they’d let me believe what I wished. UGH! “They are people in those suits!”
I burst out.
“That what Rosa say, Celuk tell Noyel ask Rosa when Rek have bad night scares from it. Rek tell Kirch, Kirch say him Mina says also not real. Made up for mates to cuddle and kiss when they watch.”
Blue-grey eyes fanned over me appreciatively. “Celuk watch big head beast movie, hold my Jo she gets scared,”
my blue-grey eyed admirer purred.
“NO!”
Rek burst out, scrambling to get between us. He moved too fast, wobbling in place as he shook like a leaf. “Jojomine no watch bad movie, have night scares like Rek!”
“I- Uhm, I don’t have nightmares from those movies. They’re fun for me, nostalgic, too old school really for me to be scared from it. The biggest thing for me is forgetting and jumping from the pop-outs, but that’s about it. I’ve watched them so many times that rarely happens.”
Snuggling up behind Rek as he stood between me and Celuk, ignoring Jeh-kal’s grumbles about Rek shoving his junk in his face as he rolled to his feet to stand with us and Celuk’s warning growl that Rek had pushed in between us, I pressed a kiss to Rek’s back, right between his trembling shoulder blades, and wrapped my arms around him tight. “We don’t have to watch those together, okay? I’ll save that for a movie night with just me and Celuk. Like the ones we used to have, just me and you, remember? Only happy movies.”
“No have bad dreams?”
Rek mumbled worriedly.
“I won’t,”
I swore. I’d lived my own nightmare. Kinda hard to top that. Those movies would probably be laughable to me now.
Rek nodded, actually taking my word for it this time, the tremors racking him easing slightly. His hands slid over mine, tightening on them briefly as the growl in his chest subsided.
Celuk placed his hand on Rek’s shoulder and leaned in, meeting him nearly nose to nose. “We have our Jo back. No one takes our Jo from us, yes? Never again, yes? We take care. Strong together. Our Jo has lots of mates. No beast take, no Krampus, no ‘tend big heads, yes? Jojo Rek’s, Celuk’s, Jeh-kal’s, Odix’s, Gopher’s family. Family stay together. All. No one hurts, takes our Jo ‘gain, yes? Like Rothy and her mates. Mina and her males. All protect. Babies and mates safe.”
Rek let out a deep breath and nodded. “My Jo- Our Jo safe. ‘Tected. We protect.”
Celuk gently bussed Rek’s temple with the side of his head and then let him go. “Sit. Rest.”
“Only if my Jojo go,”
Rek grumbled, fidgeting in place under Celuk’s unwavering stare despite his belligerent tone.
Celuk nodded and it was like everything in Rek relaxed. Turning to me, he gave me the most pitiful puppy dog look in existence. “My Jojomine sit with Rek on big seat?”
“If you can manage to get over there without passing out or tipping over like a falling tree onto me, then of course,”
I mumbled, eyeing him. He looked about ready to drop where he stood. It worried the shit out of me, just how easily he tired.
Rek nodded, completely unoffended by my words, and carefully made his way over to the couch to turn, sit, then sink into it with a soft sigh.
I’d barely made it over there and his body was already going lax, eyes falling shut. Peeking to make sure I was beside him, he took my hand, urged me over, then settled our joined hands in his lap. Leaning against me, he buried his face in my hair as his free hand fell to my belly. “My Jo-mine make Rek so happy.”
His voice was a soft, long sigh, like he was fighting to speak as he slipped into dreamland.
Literally moments later, a soft snore left him.
Jeh-kal hovered close by, eyeing Rek leaning against me, waiting for any sign from me that he was too heavy to swoop in and help me move him.
Celuk observed from the spot I’d left him, his lips tipping up as he watched his fellow mate-brother-husbands with something close to pride.
I held out until I found myself trying to support Rek’s full weight.
Celuk and Jeh-kal hurried over at my signal.
Celuk rumbled something at Jeh-kal, took me into his arms, and headed down the hall, towards his room.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
Celuk gave me a look but offered nothing else.
Content to wait and see because I trusted him, I leaned my head against his chest as he slipped inside his room and quietly closed the door.
Laying me down on the middle of the bed, he placed a kiss to my forehead, nuzzled the spot, then kissed my lips. Finally, he placed a kiss to the bump where our baby girl was growing, and placed a blanket over my lap.
Studying his every move, a slow smile tipped my lips as he left to retrieve my toast, water mug, and tablet.
“My Jo needs rest,”
he whispered, opening my selection of movies to glance to me pointedly, waiting for me to choose.
“Why are we whispering?”
I whispered back.
“Rek needs sleep,”
he said simply.
He definitely did. I worried if he’d ever be back to his old, crazy, drive me up a wall self. Thinking about that, I pursed my lips. “Are you going to tell me what you’ve been doing differently that’s suddenly helping him, because the fella I came home to last night and the mobile male of this morning, the difference is crazy.”
Thinking this over a bit more, I wondered aloud, “Do you think it would be good for the baby? Like, for me too, this magical whatever he’s been introduced to?”
A choking noise issued from somewhere down the hall.
Celuk cocked his head, eyeing me.
“What?”
I mumbled around a bite of toast. “What, did I say something really dumb?”
Nudging him gently, I sighed, feeling left out, but entreated, “Tell me.”
Celuk reached out and cupped one of my breasts. His thumb brushed over my nipple. “Jo help Rek,”
he stated pointedly.
My gaze darted from his hand on my tit, ignoring the pleasurable sensation that produced, to the pointed look on his face.
“You- Oooooh.”
My face flamed. Okay. Got it now. Getting over the momentary embarrassment quickly as his hand fell away and he wrapped an arm around me to snuggle me close to him, I murmured as we settled in, “We should do that again then, you know, for him. Soon.”
“Need be careful,”
Celuk cautioned, though he purred like a madman. “Want keep baby in my Jo.”
Kookypant’s face pulled into a grimace. “Not think. What if Celuk not careful ‘nough? Hurt Jo and baby girl?”
“You wouldn’t. You love us.”
Leaning towards him, I pecked a kiss to his cheek that had his purr rumbling to life so loudly I wouldn’t be surprised if it woke Rek. Taking his hand in mine, I placed it over my baby bump, smiling when he got a little kick to the spot in return.
Looking unconvinced, Celuk smiled tightly at my words but his face lit up at that tiny little nudge from inside my belly. And I thought Rek was stubborn?
“You won’t hurt us,”
I muttered adamantly, daring him to argue. Resting my head on his shoulder, I added, “If you think it somehow scared me, you need to ask yourself how I was reacting in the moment. Did I smell scared or worried? Kooky-poo, I fucking loved it, okay? It rocked my world.”
Walking my fingers up his chest, a small smile tipped my lips as he hit play on one of my favorites right as my fingers brushed across a taut little pinkish-blue nipple.
Celuk grunted and shivered, nearly dropping the tablet as he went to set it down between us so we could both see.
The look he gave me told me when he wasn’t so worried about being extra careful with me I was going to get it, get it so good. Where was a fan to cool myself off when a gal needed it?
Taking my hand in his, he brought it to his lips and kissed my fingertips. He seemed reluctant to give me my damn hand back afterward. No teasing, fingers walking anywhere fun for me, apparently
Too bad for him, I was rather good at these little games and I was feeling a bit… how shall I say this? Needing to do a bit of claiming of my own.
Letting him have my trapped hand, I settled my free hand on his thigh. Celuk glanced down at my hand on his thigh but left it there when nothing else happened.
As the movie played on and Celuk found himself engrossed in it, his grip on my fingers slipped.
I timed it well, waiting until a particularly amorous scene cropped up to make my move.
Already sporting a half boner, it was rather easy to reach over as I leaned over his lap, grip his length and smooth his foreskin down his thick length, then dip down to take him into my mouth.
Celuk’s soft growl as I took him deep was music to my ears.
One of his hands landed on my back, the other the back of my head to tangle in my hair.
“Jo,”
he choked out, between growls and grunts as his body responded accordingly. He fought to hold himself perfectly still as I did as I would.
It was really fucking hot, this strong, virile male, his pleasure in my hands, the reactions I was dragging out of him. I was so hot and bothered just from sucking him off, it wasn’t even funny.
Celuk was so close. I’d swear he was trying to hold off as he fought not to take over.
Jeh-kal came storming into the room with a snarl, got one good look at what I was doing to Celuk, and rounded the bed so fast it nearly gave me whiplash trying to follow the movement.
Before I could take my next breath, Jeh-kal was hiking up the back of my dress, exposing my flesh to the cool of the room, and burying his face in my pussy to thrust his tongue deep.
I cried out, losing my rhythm with my mouth on Celuk’s cock.
Jeh-kal gave several wet, harsh thrusts before pulling his tongue free to bark something at Celuk.
Celuk growled softly.
I didn’t care what they were saying. I had one thing on my mind and one thing only.
Crawling into Celuk’s lap, I latched onto his neck as I situated myself over him.
His hot, hard length pressed up against my nether lips and I rode him like that just long enough Celuk forgot what he was arguing with Jeh-kal for.
As if that was the final straw on his iron control, he grabbed me to him and had me flipped onto my stomach, sliding over my back, hips aligning, pinning me down to slowly slide home, before I could utter a peep.
Glancing up, my grin must have looked feral as I eyed Jeh-kal’s thickness, so close to my face I found myself licking my lips, readying to ask for a taste.
A moan tore from my throat as Celuk pistoned into me from behind, his claws digging into the bedding as he snarled his heart out.
Jeh-kal stepped closer and took his cock in hand. The choice was up to me but he was more than ready and willing.