“Ranch?”
“Yes.” Daniel grinned. “I live on a ranch with Jake, Lucas, and Leyland. It’s an actual working ranch with horses and cows and everything.”
Brom chuckled as he led Daniel into the bathroom. “I’m mated to a cowboy. That is so hot. Do you have chaps?”
“Yes, and I’m going to see you in a pair as soon as we get you home.” Brom felt Daniel’s hand caress his butt. “This tight ass encased in a pair of leather chaps and nothing else? You might not walk right for a week after I’m done with you.”
Daniel’s grin was evil and wicked and made Brom’s toes curl with the unspoken promises he could see in the man’s green eyes.
“You do know why cowboys walk bowlegged, don’t you?”
Amused, Brom shook his head.
Daniel winked and stepped into the shower. “You will.”
Chapter 10
Jaryn’s head felt like it would explode if he moved it even an inch. He decided not to. Instead, he cracked his eyes opened and glanced around as much as he could without moving. He knew he was in some bedroom because he lay on a bed. Other than that, he didn’t have a clue as to where he was.
He tried to remember what happened, but nothing came to mind. His throat hurt. It hurt to swallow and turn his head. He touched his throat, confused when he encountered a bandage covering his skin. The flesh underneath was tender but not terribly so.
Jaryn’s breath caught in his throat when something moved beside him. He slowly turned his head, shock rocking through him when he found Brom sleeping next to him. The covers were pulled up to the man’s chest, but Jaryn still felt pretty sure he was naked beneath them. The bare leg rubbing against his was a dead giveaway.
Holy shit! Daniel slept on the other side of Jaryn, and he seemed to be just as naked as Brom. Jaryn held his breath and carefully lifted the blankets, glancing down. He dropped them just as fast, his head falling back against the pillow as he blew the air out of his lungs. Yep, they were all naked.
Jaryn would give just about anything to find out how that had happened. It was quite obvious that he missed something somewhere along the way. The last thing he remembered was fighting off Alpha McGregor and several other pack members to save Brom and Daniel.
Jaryn touched the gauze wrapped around his throat again. He suddenly remembered unimaginable pain racking his body, the thought that he would never see Brom or Daniel again, and his sorrow that he hadn’t been able to save them.
Unless he was delirious, that hadn’t happened. Proof of that lay on either side of him. Jaryn carefully rolled over onto his side to face Brom. He felt a burning desire, an aching need, to feel Brom’s lips pressed against his.
Jaryn couldn’t explain it. He rubbed his fingers across Brom’s lips. He watched as Brom’s eyes blinked a few times then opened, deep ocean-blue eyes staring at him.
“Hi,” Jaryn whispered, his throat feeling scratchy and unused.
“How are you feeling?”
“Strangely—” Jaryn cleared his throat, frowning, “uninjured.”
“Good.” Brom grinned. “It was pretty touch, and go there for awhile. We thought we were going to lose you.”
“I think you might have for a little while.”
Brom shook his head. “Naw, we can’t lose you, not now.” Brom’s fingers brushed against Jaryn’s chest right over his heart. “It seems we have a little something special working in our corner.”
Jaryn’s forehead scrunched up in confusion. Brom eyes seemed intent as the man traced a sensuous path over Jaryn’s skin with his fingertips, his eyes following every movement. The simple touch seemed to blaze across Jaryn, burning everything in its wake.
“Brom,” Jaryn whispered hoarsely. Brom had never touched him so freely, so openly. Every contact between them had been precious but stolen. They never touched without fear of being discovered. They hardly ever touched at all.
This was why Brom’s freely-given caress made Jaryn’s entire body tingle. He couldn’t keep from moaning quietly, pushing his body towards Brom’s. He ached for more, for the feel of Brom’s body over him, on him, in him.
He just didn’t know if it were possible or even safe. Still, he had to try, even if he only received a kiss. Jaryn swore to himself that he wouldn’t ask for more. Brom was under enough pressure. He didn’t need more from Jaryn.
“Is it—can I kiss you?” Jaryn whispered.
Brom’s eyes flickered up this his. They softened as the man smiled. “I’d like that,” Brom whispered back. “I’d like that a lot.”
“Is it safe?”
Brom’s brows drew together in an agonized expression. Jaryn suddenly worried that they weren’t safe. He laid his hand on Brom’s arm to let him know he understood.
“It’s okay, Brom,” Jaryn whispered, trying to hide his disappointment. He’d learned to live with being around Brom and not being able to touch him as he truly wanted to for a very long time. He could wait a little longer.
Jaryn’s eyebrows shot up in amazement as he was suddenly rolled onto his back, Brom’s body covering him. Before he could ask what was going on, Brom captured his mouth with a savage intensity that rocked Jaryn to his very core.
Brom never kissed him like this. His kisses were always sweet and gentle. This was all together different. This was demanding and masterful. It brooked no defiance, not that Jaryn resisted. He was too busy drowning in the feel of Brom’s lips on his.
Brom began to slip his hands down Jaryn’s chest. Jaryn instinctively arched towards him. He didn’t know what was going on, but he wasn’t about to ask Brom to stop. He’d wanted the man too damn long.
Brom’s hands seemed to move magically over Jaryn’s chest. His thumbs rubbing over Jaryn’s nipples until they peaked then he pulled gently on them. Jaryn lay panting, his chest heaving. He couldn’t believe Brom touched him like he did.
Brom electrified him, made him want, need. He spread his legs, gasping when Brom’s much larger and wider body settled between them. He could feel the evidence of Brom’s arousal press against him, their hard cocks rubbing together.
“Brom,” Jaryn whimpered. “Brom.”
Jaryn pulled his knees up, planting his feet in the mattress to use as leverage as he pushed his body against Brom’s. His senses reeled as short circuited. He felt a hand slide over his taut abdomen to the swell of his hip.
Jaryn suddenly jerked, realizing that Brom’s hands never left his nipples. He swiftly turned to see Daniel stretched out beside him, a slow, sensuous grin on his lips.
“Daniel,” Jaryn hissed.
“Hi, gorgeous,” Daniel replied. “Glad to see you awake.”
“Wh—what are you doing here?”
“Where else would I be?” Daniel asked. Jaryn’s eyes widened as Daniel’s hands moved up his body, past his abdomen to his chest and then farther up to the crook of his neck. He caressed the skin there.
“This right here says I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
Jaryn reached up to feel the skin Daniel caressed. It was slightly puckered, two little dots. His consciousness seemed to ebb then flame even more when Jaryn realized he traced the distinct biting mark of a mating claim.
“Daniel!”
“This one’s mine,” Daniel said as he licked the soft skin at Jaryn’s throat. The gentle stroke of Daniel’s tongue against his skin sent currents of desire shooting through Jaryn.
“And this one is mine,” Brom said as he scraped his teeth over a matching mark on the skin above Jaryn’s heart.
They had claimed him. Jaryn’s emotions whirled and spun out of control. He breathed rapidly through his slightly parted lips. He couldn’t do anything but lay there as Brom moved to one side of him, Daniel cuddling close on the other. It felt too overwhelming.
Strong lips touched his nipples with tantalizing possessiveness on both side. One hand moved down his abdomen. Another hand stroked Jaryn’s thighs as they were gently pulled apart. Jaryn was on sensual overload. Each touch
, no matter who did it, sent him closer to screaming out his need for his mates.
Brom and Daniel’s hands seemed to be everywhere at the same time. Jaryn didn’t think there was an inch of his skin that they didn’t caress, touch, or kiss. Jaryn lifted his head when Brom paused to kiss him, the man’s lips slowly descending to meet his.
It was a kiss for Jaryn’s lonely soul to melt into, hungry and desperate yet loving and gentle at the same time. Jaryn shuddered at the sweet intensity of it. Brom’s lips moved. At first he kissed the tip of Jaryn’s nose, then his eyes, before moving to his shoulders.
“Love you, Jaryn,” Brom whispered. “I’m never going to give you up now.” Between each word, Brom planted kisses on Jaryn’s shoulders, neck, and face. “Daniel and I are keeping you.”
“Okay,” Jaryn groaned. What else could he say? They were giving him everything he’d always wanted, his mates. This moment had been dreamt about a million times in the last five years. It never seemed this good.
A hand wrapped around his cock, a place only one man had ever been and then just the night before. Jaryn couldn’t keep his hips from thrusting up into the air. Another hand caressed the silky sac beneath his aching cock, rolling it gently.
“Oh, please,” Jaryn pleaded. His eyes desperately sought out Brom’s. “You promised.”
“So I did,” Brom replied.
Jaryn suddenly felt a fullness between his cheeks pressing against him. Someone’s hand smoothed over his abdomen. Another hand rapidly stroked his cock, distracting him from the fingers pushing into his tight entrance. Jaryn didn’t realize they were there until they moved.
“Oh…oh…that’s…oh shit!” Jaryn stammered.
His knees were grabbed and pulled up to his chest, spread as wide as they would go. Jaryn panted. His head thrashed against the pillow it lay on. His hands clenched in the comforter beneath him.
His mouth dropped open, the picture of Daniel moving to kneel between his legs awe inspiring. The man scooted up close to him and grinned. “Lift yourself up so you can see, Jaryn,” Daniel ordered. “You’re not going to want to miss this.”
Jaryn pushed himself up on his elbows to look down where Daniel gestured. His arms nearly collapsed under him as a shudder passed through his entire body. Daniel had his own cock in his hand as he rubbed the head against Jaryn’s puckered entrance.
Brom held Jaryn’s cock, his hand wrapped around it while he held it out of the way so that Jaryn could watch Daniel slowly push in. It was an amazing sight watching Daniel’s lubed cock slowly slip into his body.
When Daniel’s hips pressed up flush against his body, Jaryn couldn’t stand it any longer. He collapsed back against the bed, his chest still heaving. His mind was filled with a haze of lust and desire.
Jaryn could feel Daniel’s hands grip his thighs as the man started to move. His movements were slow and methodical. Jaryn glanced up to see that Daniel’s total concentration was narrowed in on where they were connected so intimately.
“Fuck, baby, you wouldn’t believe how good this looks,” Daniel groaned as he pulled out, just the head of his cock remaining inside of Jaryn. He pushed back in slowly. “Your body just sucks me right in every time like you were made for me.”
Daniel glanced up at Jaryn. He grinned. “I guess you were.”
Jaryn started to chuckle but it turned into a deep cry when Daniel leaned over him. His hands pushed Jaryn’s legs up onto Daniel’s shoulders, gripping them tight. The slowness of his previous movements was suddenly gone as Daniel began a rapid pace.
“Don’t think Brom is going to last much longer without getting a piece of you, baby,” Daniel said as he pounded into Jaryn. “He’s waited too long. Gonna have to speed this up.”
Jaryn nodded, beyond speech.
“Think you can wait for Brom?”
Jaryn shook his head, not quite sure what Daniel asked him. He immediately felt the hand stroking his cock stop and grip the base tightly, and then he knew. Daniel wanted him to wait until Brom fucked him to come.
Jaryn still wasn’t sure he could wait, even with the hand holding him tight. The pressure building in his body had settled at the base of his cock. It drew his balls up tight against his body and made them ache to empty their load.
“Oh, God, hurry, hurry, hurry,” Jaryn screamed loudly in his mind.
“I am, baby, I am,” Daniel replied right back into Jaryn’s mind, startling him.
Jaryn blinked up at Daniel just in time to see him throw his head back, the muscles on his neck tightening as he roared out his release. Daniel rammed into Jaryn one last time. Pulse after pulse of hot semen filled him.
Jaryn barely had time to acclimate himself to being taken for the very first time before Daniel was pushed out of the way only to be replaced by Brom. Jaryn hissed as the man sank in. Brom wasn’t as long as Daniel, but he was definitely thicker.
“Did I hurt you, baby?” Brom asked, freezing in place.
“No, no,” Jaryn replied. He reached out for Brom, his hands landing on the man’s wide shoulders. “You’re just a bit thicker than Daniel. I didn’t expect it.”
Brom moved just a little. “Is that better?”
Jaryn nodded, even though he wasn’t sure. What did he know? He’d never had sex before. But he sure had fantasized about it. It never once came close to what he felt right now. Brom and Daniel made every single dream he ever had come to life.
Brom brought Jaryn back from the sensual haze of lust he’d slipped into by slapping him on the thigh. Jaryn groaned, glaring up at the man.
“Turn over, baby,” Brom ordered before pulling out of him.
Jaryn scrambled to turn over, wanting to feel Brom’s cock back inside of him as soon as possible. He was shocked to see Daniel slide underneath of him. He had to straddle the man, one arm on each side of his face, a knee on each side of his hips.
It seemed to spread him just right for Brom to slip right back inside. Jaryn groaned. Every time Brom thrust into him, it pushed him forward. The motion caused the head of his cock to drag along the smattering of hair trailing down Daniel’s abdomen.
It created a highly erotic sensation that Jaryn knew would have him exploding in no time at all. He could already feel the pressure building in his balls and working its way up his cock, ready to erupt out the top.
Daniel grinning up at him, his hands tugging on Jaryn’s nipples, was the last straw. Jaryn inhaled, ready to groan out his release when Daniel grabbed both their cocks in his hand and quickly stroked them together.
Jaryn’s groaned turned to a loud cry as his entire body melted out of his cock and all over Daniel’s stomach. Jaryn thought the pleasure would never end, especially when Daniel continued to stroke them both. Jaryn became so sensitive that he began to pant. He certainly wouldn’t tell Daniel to stop.
“Fuck! Yes, now!” Brom shouted from behind Jaryn.
Before Jaryn could question him, both men struck, sinking their teeth into either side of Jaryn’s neck. Simultaneous roars echoed in Jaryn’s ears. Brom’s hands dug into his hips as hot lava filled his ass. One of Daniel’s hands gripped Jaryn’s torso. The other hand held their cocks together as he spurted his release over the both of them.
Jaryn felt a heavy weight collapse on his back as his head dropped forward to land on Daniel’s collar bone. His chest heaved as if he just finished running a marathon. He felt boneless, brainless, melted.
He felt happy.
“Are you okay, Jaryn?” Daniel asked.
“Mmm.” He didn’t have the energy to say anything more, even through their mating bond. His mind was mush, devoid of anything except a red haze of spent passion. He was in heaven, and he never wanted to wake up.
“Jaryn?” Brom asked.
Jaryn felt the man sit up, wincing when he pulled free. Jaryn was rolled onto his back, once again lying between his two mates. They both rolled on to their sides, facing Jaryn and leaning up on their elbows. Their hands lazily drew nonsense patterns on Jaryn’s swea
t-soaked skin.
“Are you going to make it, baby?” Daniel asked.
“Nope.” Jaryn laughed. “I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
“Don’t even joke like that, Jaryn.” Brom spoke so sternly that Jaryn opened his eyes and looked over at him. “You almost did die.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously,” Brom replied. “Ryland healed as much of your injuries that he could, but he couldn’t heal them all. And you weren’t healing enough on your own for the bleeding to stop. We were only able to fix you by claiming you.”
“Oh.” Jaryn dropped his eyes. He suddenly felt very vulnerable and wished he wasn’t lying naked between two men, even if they were his mates. His mates…now there was a term. They’d only claimed Jaryn to save him. If that didn’t say he wasn’t needed in this relationship, Jaryn didn’t know what did.
“Is there—where’s the bathroom?” Jaryn asked, needing to get away. He could feel tears prickling at the corners of his eyes and didn’t want Daniel or Brom to see them.
“Right over there,” Daniel said, pointing across the room.
Jaryn scooted to the bottom of the bed. He took a deep breath before pushing himself to his feet and walking across the room. He felt Daniel and Brom’s eyes on him all over the way. It was all he could do not to run.
Jaryn shut the door and leaned against it for a moment. He could hear Daniel and Brom talking through the thick wood but couldn’t make out what they said. It didn’t really matter. Jaryn doubted he wanted to hear it.
He walked over and used the toilet and then turned on the shower, climbing in once the water was to a temperature he liked. Jaryn dipped his head under the shower nozzle and let it spray over him, his tears mixing with the falling water.
Jaryn gasped, his head coming up as a sudden, unexplained heat filled his body. He swore the water itself sizzled upon contact with his body. The sensation burned through him, igniting every nerve until he could feel each individual drop of water hit his skin.
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