Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Kayne
When we opened the door to our suite, I froze as I realized someone was already inside. Blythe crashed into my back, letting out the cutest squeak I'd ever heard. After a second, recognition hit. "King Foxe, to what do we owe the honor?"
The Triton was tall, like even I had to look up to meet him in the eye.
He came in a head taller than me. In his long flowing robes, he commanded respect at the mere sight of him.
The fact he stood in our suite was more than worrisome.
In general, Tritons preferred privacy and respected personal space.
Over the years, I'd grown close to King Solomon, but the others were more… distant.
"I wanted to come by and personally greet the three of you.
We send our congratulations for your mating and wish for many years of happiness.
" He straightened his robes by running his hands along the fabric.
"Let's get down to my secondary reason for visiting.
Your presence here has awakened a long held tradition we haven't been able to honor since my lifetime.
So I came on behalf of all the kings to help us find a mate. "
Blythe slid around me, giving the king a small wave as she sat on the bed. Fritz brushed against me as he eased through the doorway and sat in a lounge chair.
"We saw the show you three were on to make sure you were compatible and would like you to do the same for us… but privately."
"Uhhh… sure." My brain searched for any memory I had about their mating rituals, but I came up blank.
Actually, now that I thought about it, I never remembered seeing any women on the island.
Mer, shifter, or human… not a single one came to mind.
"That would be a lot of visitors though.
Since there are five of you, statistically we'd need at least a hundred human women for one to find their mate, and that was if we were lucky. "
King Foxe glanced between the three of us before he shook his head. "You misunderstand. We are looking for a mate… One."
My mouth opened and closed a few times as I tried to understand exactly what he meant.
All five of them wanted the same mate. Did he think that was possible because of us?
With a look at Fritz, his face paled. He appeared sick, and I worried he blamed himself for the belief the kings could share a mate like we hoped to.
Then what he said before popped into my mind.
A long tradition they hadn't been able to do in their lifetime.
I glanced at Blythe, and her huge grin made me want to kiss her.
Of course she'd see this as a confirmation to her feelings.
"Okay, we can give it a shot." My voice came out as distant. I was distracted, no longer interested in the Atlantean King who stood in front of me.
King Foxe nodded, then strode out of the room.
I turned to Fritz, but he rushed over to Blythe and jumped on the bed.
He rolled with her until he'd pinned her with his hips.
She squealed with delight as he practically mauled her with affection.
I eased onto the bed, and guided them to sit up until I could slide behind Blythe.
Like this, I could watch Fritz's facial expressions as he claimed our mate. The thought made me hard as a rock.
When I leaned forward, I trailed kisses along her neck.
Fritz pulled back to catch his breath, and we made eye contact.
Time slowed to a crawl as I tried to decipher the emotions on his face.
What was he feeling right now? Why was he looking at me like that?
I wanted to lean forward and kiss him while feeling our mate between our bodies, but I refused to ruin this moment.
Blythe's hand slid up the back of Fritz's neck as she leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Stop hiding how you feel and kiss him already. You know he wants you just as much as you want him."
Butterflies burst into my stomach as Fritz leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. I wanted to pull him in closer, but the moment I reached for him, he jumped back on the bed like we'd burned him.
"Wait, since when did you want me like that?" Fritz adjusted himself through his pants. His glare didn't waiver in the slightest.
I leaned back against the headboard. Blythe followed, resting against my chest. "Hell, it's been so long that I'm not sure when it started."
"You're such a fucking asshole Kayne."
"Me? I've been making moves on you for years! How have you never noticed? I thought you weren't interested." Frustration and a deep sadness swelled up inside of me at all the lost opportunities we'd had over the years.
Despite his frustration, I thought he'd return to us, but instead he jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom muttering, "I need to take a shower."
Before I realized what would happen, I popped.
Little bits of popcorn flew all over the bed and the floor.
She let out a surprised shriek as she fell back against the headboard.
As soon as I shifted back to my human form, I'd yell at him, then press him against the wall while giving him the hottest kiss of his life.
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Fritz
"Fritz, you can't stay locked in the bathroom all night!" Kayne shouted at me as he pounded on the door, but I stopped responding twenty minutes ago. "I don't know how to reach him without breaking the door down and dragging his ass out."
"Can I try?" Blythe asked and I heard movement on the other side of the door. "Fritz, sweetie, please unlock the door. We can talk about whatever is bothering you."
Silence drew out between us as I glared at myself in the mirror. Why hadn't I tried harder to tell Kayne how I felt? More than that, how had I missed so many signs?
"Fritz, let me come in. I'll make Kayne stay out here. Come on sweetie." I reached over and unlocked the door, but didn't open it. "No, Kayne. Stay here. You just unpopped yourself, the last thing we need is both of you exploding everywhere."
She slipped through the door, then closed and locked it. When she turned around, her gaze slid over me. She reached out and brushed my hair out of my face. Easing between me and the cabinet, she jumped up and sat on the edge of the sink.
"You probably think I'm an idiot." Gods, she was gorgeous. The way she looked up at me with loving concern made my heart melt.
"Not in the slightest. I think the two of you need to learn to communicate better, that's all. Most relationships could use the same advice though."
I cupped the back of her head and gave her a long kiss.
She patted my chest as she pulled back. "As much as I appreciate every ounce of attention you're giving me, this is about you and Kayne right now. The three of us are meant to be together, which means the relationship between the two of you is as important as either with me."
I leaned forward until my forehead rested against hers. "You're so wise. I'm lucky to have you, even if we can't be mated."
"We can, and as soon as you get out there and make up with Kayne, I'll prove it to you."
Part of me didn't want to find out. As long as I didn't try, the rejection couldn't hurt me, but not knowing was eating me alive.
Eventually I resolved myself to knowing, even if I didn't like the answer.
Lifting her up, she wrapped her legs around my hips as I held her close.
I unlocked the door and stepped into the bedroom.
Kayne stood with his arms crossed as he glared at me. "About time."
"Shut up and kiss me." I growled.
He plastered himself against my side as he captured my lips. His hands sank into my hair as he deepened it. When he pulled back, we were both breathing hard. Blythe kissed Kayne, then me. "See that wasn't so bad."
"Excruciating."
Blythe kissed me. "Mate me you surly beast."
"Hey, that's Kayne's nickname." I dropped her on the bed, then flung my clothes off. She followed and removed her own clothing. If this didn't work, we'd know quickly.
When I knelt on the floor next to her, she shook her head. "I'm plenty ready after that kiss the two of you shared." Leaning back on her elbows, she spread her legs.
What happened next would define the rest of our lives. If what Kayne and I suspected would happen with the mating bond, my cock would go limp as I tried to slide in. Mated shifters couldn't have penetrative sex. The bond somehow killed the erection.
"Fritz, please claim me." Her plea pulled me forward.
I gripped my cock and prayed to the gods that Blythe was right. When I pressed against her core, nothing but a hint of pleasure washed over me. Thrusting deep, I felt the mating bond surge, accepting me and connecting me to Blythe in a way I'd never expected. It demanded I continue.
Blythe laughed as she pulled me down for a kiss. I felt the bed dip as Kayne joined us. When I broke the kiss, I saw she'd beckoned him to join us with a wave, and he was just as naked as we were. I pulled out of her, rolled her until she was on her hands and knees, then impaled her.
"Kayne, come here. I want to taste you." Blythe pleaded as she rocked from my thrusts.
He obliged her as he got on his knees in front of her. She gripped his shaft, then sucked him in as far as she could. Every time I thrust into her, she bounced forward and he filled her mouth. It was fucking hot.
Kayne leaned forward and sank his hand into my hair as he kissed me rough.
It was like he was punishing me for all the years we'd missed with how forceful he was.
His intensity left me thrusting harder into Blythe.
I kissed him back with the pent up frustration of every longing moment I could remember.
The moment I reached down and slid my fingers over Blythe's clit, her walls clenched. She screamed around Kayne's cock in her mouth as he growled into our kiss. It pushed me over the edge, and I grabbed her hips as I rode out the aftershocks of my orgasm.
Something snapped into place. Kayne pulled back with his eyes wide with shock.
Through the bond, I could feel Blythe's satisfaction and Kayne's amazement.
The mating bond had accepted the three of us.
It wasn't all done forming, but we could solidify that tomorrow.
Blythe really was my Tsigo, and so was Kayne.
It worked. Now we could go back to our lives as a triad and the shifter council couldn't do shit about it.