Chapter 31
I watch Kinley’s round ass bounce down the hall. I know she is mad at me—her body vibrates with it—but for the life of me, I can’t stop staring at her delicious body. I start after her, but Donovan pulls me short before I get past him.
“Make this right, or I’ll do worse than dick punch you.”
I nod. I didn’t need to tell him; he knows how I’m feeling. He isn’t thrilled about it, but I’m his Clan brother; it didn’t come as too big of a surprise when I confessed my feelings to him.
Now, I just need to tell Kinley. I’d let it go on for too long without saying what I needed to.
Now she is busting my balls because I’m being a raging asshole.
It isn’t her fault that I can’t think straight around her, but seeing her in that crop top and shorts that just barely cover the curve of her ass, leaving the rest of her curvy body on display?
Seeing that, and then her wiggling in happiness, it’s too much.
Yeah, I fucked up and snapped at her; I deserve her anger.
She is waiting in my office for me, her tiny bare foot tapping on the rug, her body vibrating with frustration.
Would groveling help? Would getting on my knees for her make her anger fade? Well, that can always be my plan b.
Closing the door gently behind me, I steel myself for the truths I need to admit. I pray to the Goddess to give me strength and to make Kinley listen to everything I have to say.
“Well, I’m here, so spill.”
“Ok, ok. Shit, this is harder than I thought it would be.”
“Ughhh, Brent quit stalling.”
This female is going to be the death of me.
“I wasn’t lying when I said the car didn’t matter. Hell, you could have crashed it yourself, and I’d have gotten over it as long as you had been safe. I care about you, Kinley. That’s all I care about. Well, and the guys. You are all that matters to me.”
I can see the wheels turning in her mind as my words start to make sense to her.
“I don’t know if Donovan has told you much about Clan life, but hopefully what I tell you doesn’t freak you out when I’m done.”
“Brent, you’re already freaking me out.”
“I get that. You’ve gone through more than anyone should in a very short period of time.
I know it’s a lot. But my beast and I both want you, Kinley.
It’s not something I can help. I’ve been a surly bastard because it’s been taking everything in me not to fall at your feet and beg you to take me as your mate, too. ”
There I said it. A weight lifts off my chest, but my heart falls a little at the look that graces her face. Is that pity? Fuck.
“Brent…I don’t know what to say. I’m mated to Donovan.”
I move closer to her, taking her hand when she doesn’t move away from me.
“Kinley, Donovan wasn’t lying when he said that Clan females frequently take more than one mate. It is ultimately your choice, and I’ll respect whatever decision you make. But I can’t stand not telling you that I want you so fucking much.”
“But…Don.”
“He knows; he knows everything. Princess, we grow up knowing that if we mate to a Clan female, there is a good chance we won’t be the only male.
Mating is rare, and females that do mate are always powerful enough to warrant more than one.
Hell, if you decided you wanted all four of us we wouldn’t deny you. ”
Her nose wrinkles at that, and I can’t help but chuckle. I know just by seeing how she interacts with Aiden and Camden that she has no such interests. My thumb strokes her hand, I love being able to touch her.
“Brent, this is a lot.”
“I know, but I can’t keep this from you anymore.
I don’t want to keep hurting you. You don’t have to do anything about this; it is one-hundred percent your decision.
But every time you look at me the way you do, and the way your arousal perfumes the air.
..” I growl just thinking about it. Her pupils dilate and her breathing quickens.
“I just need you to know that it is ok that you are feeling that way. You aren’t a bad person if you want Donovan and me. ”
“Brent, I need to think about this and talk with Don.”
“You absolutely can. I won’t pressure you; take as much time as you need. I might be a grumpy asshole sometimes when my beast is riding me hard, but that’s on me, ok?”
She nods and squeezes my hand, but then she shocks the hell out of me and wraps her arms around me. My arms automatically draw her in closer, I breathe in her scent and it takes everything in me not to claim her.
“Thank you for telling me. I’m glad you aren’t mad at me and want me to leave.”
“Never, princess.”
Her stomach takes that moment to growl loudly, I lead her out of my office feeling lighter. But I’m not a saint, so I follow behind her so I can watch that juicy ass sway back and forth down the hallway. Goddess, I hope she picks me, too.
His eyes are on me, and for once I don’t feel wrong for liking it.
I know I need to unpack that whole conversation, but I’m so hungry and all I want to do is eat, curl up with Don, and have movie night with the guys.
Because, even if I choose none of them as mates besides Don, I know that they are still mine. They are family. They are my Clan.
I eat entirely too much Asian take out, and have to push the containers away when the guys keep offering me more. When they finally realize I am indeed full and can’t eat another bite, they devour the rest, and I watch with fascinated horror as they eat until everything is gone.
I guess being big guys and being able to shift into really large magical creatures makes one need to eat a lot.
Aiden won rock, paper, scissors so he got to pick the movie, some sci fi flick that I completely zone out to after I finish eating. The pillows and makeshift bed are so comfortable that I find myself lying down with my head in Don’s lap. His hand idly running through my hair.
Don?
His hand doesn’t stop, as he answers me in my mind.
Yeah, baby?
What do you really think about Brent wanting to be my mate?
I think that it’s your decision. If you feel an urge towards him that you can’t deny, then he is also your mate. I will not sway you either way if that is what you were hoping for.
Ugh, that is no help at all.
Sorry, baby. All you can do is think on it. I can feel how conflicted you are about this. You don’t have to make any decision now. If you decide to make him work for it, though, I won’t be mad at all. In fact, I can help you ramp up his frustrations.
And that’s how I find myself straddling Don’s lap as he kisses me senseless. That is until Camden decides to interrupt.
“Don, seriously, some of us are trying to watch a movie, not get a weird hard on watching you two make out.”
I choke out a laugh, pulling my head away from Don’s mouth, looking at Camden incredulously.
He wiggles his eyebrows at me and I roll mine at him.
I do climb off of Don’s lap though. I don’t really want to put on a show, nor do I really want to make Brent uncomfortable.
As I lay back down, I grab a few pillows and stretch out next to Don instead of laying down in his lap.
Don’t need to encourage him any further.
I must have fallen asleep shortly after because I can’t recall what the movie was about.
I also can’t remember how I ended up in the middle of a cuddle pile with all four guys.
My front is up against Don, my head resting on his chest. My legs are being cuddled, a head resting on my calf.
My arm that is stretched over Don’s side is touching someone’s back.
But whoever is behind me is spooning me, their arm draped over me to rest on Don’s stomach, their very hard cock nestled against my ass.
How did I end up like this? And do I want to know who is where? Fuck it, I’m warm, comfy as hell, and I have never felt safer. And I also haven’t been dreaming.
That shocked the hell out of me, I haven’t gone without a crazy dream in weeks.
And here I am, surrounded, cuddled in the middle of these males, and suddenly no dreams. Just that alone would have made me stay right where I am.
So like any smart, red blooded woman, I snuggle back down and go right back to sleep.