“Do you have a breakfast special?” he asked without looking at a menu.
Anna stared at him as if searching for something. He met her gaze evenly, trying not to shift as she studied him intently for nearly a minute. Then she turned her attention to Garrett and did the same thing. Finally she nodded with a broad smile. “You’ll do. But I’ll warn you now, you hurt my boy and you’ll answer to me.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hawk and Garrett answered as one.
“Now, breakfast. I’ll assume you two drink coffee?” She waited until they nodded. “Good, because anyone who doesn’t drink it won’t last long with this one. All right, then. I’ll bring coffee, and your breakfast will be up in a few minutes.” She nodded once again after looking at the three men. Then she walked off without another word.
Hawk looked at Winter. “She didn’t ask what we wanted.”
“She never does. But you’ll love whatever she brings. She’s magic that way,” Winter said. “I just don’t know how I’m going to eat with these things.”
“Don’t worry, sexy, we’ll take care of you. That’s our job now,” Garrett explained softly. “We’ll keep you safe and love you and make you so happy, you’ll forget all about Scott and any other man who’s ever hurt you.”
Winter’s eyes grew wide as he digested the solemn vow. He looked at Hawk who nodded his agreement. “You’ll never be sad or alone again, baby.”
* * * *
Winter swallowed hard before he said softly, “I just hope I can make you happy, too.”
Hawk reached across the table and held Winter’s fingers as Garrett dropped a hand under the table and ran it up and down his thigh.
“You make us happy just sitting there,” Hawk said softly. “Will you be okay moving to Sanctuary?”
“Do you have Internet?”
“Yes,” Garrett answered.
“Will I be able to leave and go to book signings and conferences and stuff?”
“Of course,” Hawk said.
“We’ll want to go with you because we won’t want to be far from you for too long.” Garrett answered a moment later. “Mates prefer to spend all their time together, which is why our ancestors settled Sanctuary. That, plus the fact that many people frown on triad relationships.”
“Will your family be okay with this? With your mate being a man, I mean.”
“As long as we’re happy, our family will be. Plus there’s nothing they can do about it. Fate determined we were mates, and no shape shifter can go against their destiny. Of course it helps that we’re all gay,” Garrett ended with a chuckle.
Before Winter could ask another question, Anna returned with three mugs and an insulated pot of coffee. After serving the three men, she handed Winter a tablespoon that had an extra large handle. “You’ll need this to eat with.”
“Thanks, luv.” Winter shifted back into his Irish brogue, earning a questioning glance from his mates.
With a smile he explained. “It’s a game we play. Anna has always been supportive, and when I got stuck writing my first book she suggested this so I can get in the heads of my main characters. It worked so well that every time I start a new book, I become the main character. I play with accents, and we talk about clothing choices and personality traits. She also shares stories about some of the other customers. I think she’s one of the reasons I get so many compliments from my readers. They like the fact that my characters are sometimes less than perfect with a limp or a scar or a bad attitude.”
The brothers nodded and seemed to understand before turning their attention back to the waitress.
“So, what’s for breakfast?” Garrett asked when Anna didn’t immediately move away.
“Don’t worry, honey, you’ll love it,” Anna responded with a wink and a grin. When she walked away she left the coffee pot behind, as if knowing they would need it.
“You know, every time we try to find something out about you, something happens to derail the conversation,” Garrett pointed out when a tense silence descended over the table.
Winter blinked, startled at his mate’s observation. A moment later he shrugged. “Sorry.”
“There’s no reason for you to apologize, we just want to know all about you. Now, please tell us about your writing. Or is it a secret?” Hawk said gently.
“No, not a secret exactly.” Winter dropped his gaze to the table, suddenly nervous about how they would take the news that he wrote in a genre most people snubbed their noses at.
“Look at me, Winter,” Hawk demanded gently.
When Winter lifted his eyes and met the big man’s gaze, Hawk said, “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. We are your mates. There should be no secrets between us.”
Winter nodded and took a deep breath. “I write romance novels. Gay erotic romance. I write under the pen name Ryan Winter.”
He looked from one to the other as he waited for their reactions.
“You’re Ryan Winter?” Garrett whispered, going pale as he digested Winter’s announcement.
“Yes.”
“Really?” Hawk asked, looking just as shocked as his brother.
Winter nodded. He watched as the brothers’ eyes got wider as they looked across the table at one another. Again they seemed to be communicating silently before both turned back to look at him. Before they could share their thoughts, Anna returned with their breakfast.
First she set a glass of orange juice in front of each man. Then she placed a plate with three strips of bacon, a large bowl of oatmeal, and a small pitcher of milk in front of Winter. “It’s got apples, raisins, and extra brown sugar, just the way you like it.”
“Thanks, Anna,” he said with a smile as she served his mates.
A large platter was placed in front of each man. On the platters were a half dozen strips of bacon, three fluffy, golden brown pancakes, and two fried eggs. He grinned as the brothers looked at their food, then at the waitress.
“How did you know?” they asked in unison.
“I told you,” Winter said before Anna could speak, “she’s magic.”
“I just know when I see two men with big appetites,” she said with a wink before sashaying away to tend to her other customers.
After they were alone again, Winter focused on his food. He was scared about what his mates would say about the secret he’d kept to himself for so long. Only two other people knew that Winter Ryan was Ryan Winter, gay erotic romance author, and he trusted them both implicitly to keep his secret.
They were half finished with breakfast before either man spoke. By then Winter’s stomach had gone sour, and he’d stopped eating for fear he’d throw it all up again when his mates told him that they refused to be mated to what some people called a “gay porn writer.” Instead he drew designs in the oatmeal congealing in his bowl.
When Hawk reached across the table and took the spoon from his hand, he jumped in surprise. He shifted into the corner in fear that the big men would beat him up now for keeping such a secret even though they’d known each other for less than a day. He tensed as he waited for the brothers’ reactions.
Chapter 5
“Relax, sexy. We’d never hurt you. It was just a surprise to discover that our mate is also our favorite author.” Garrett reached over and patted his leg.
“Really?”
“Uh-huh,” Hawk said as his brother nodded. “You’re a great writer. I think we have every book you’ve written.”
Winter relaxed. His cheeks burned as the twins looked at him with what appeared to be awe. “I think that might be another reason Scott beat me up. I tried to tell him about my writing, but he showed no interest, so I stopped trying.” When he saw the twins’ faces grow serious, he stopped talking. “Sorry about that. I don’t mean to keep talking about…”
“He who will no longer be named?” Garrett offered, using a tweaked line from the Harry Potter phenomenon.
“Yeah, him.”
Winter relaxed as the two men nodded and went back to eating. H
e picked his spoon back up and began eating again as well.
“So what do you want to do after breakfast?” he asked after they’d all finished and were sipping at half-full coffee cups.
“I’d like to go back to your place and play some more,” Hawk said with a lewd grin.
Winter could only sigh in response as the blood from his brain raced through his body to fill his cock. “Sounds like fun,” he said softly, eager to taste the cocks he’d seen but had yet to sample.
“Not yet. I saw an interesting store a few doors down and think we should check it out first,” Garrett said.
Winter smiled, knowing exactly which store Garrett was talking about. “Oh, yeah, let’s go shopping first.” He slid across the bench, but was stopped by Garrett who hadn’t moved. “Get up, let’s go.”
“Sweetheart,” Hawk said patiently, “we need to pay the bill.”
“It’s already taken care of,” Winter said with a grin.
“How’s that?”
“I come in whenever I get a royalty check and buy a giant gift card that usually lasts me until the next royalty check. Anna subtracts my meals each time I’m here and lets me know when it gets low.” Winter explained easily. “Now, let’s go shopping.”
“Okay, baby. Let’s go shopping,” Hawk said as he slid from the booth. Garrett followed and then helped Winter stand.
“How’s your pain, sexy?” Garrett asked softly as they followed Hawk toward the front door.
“I’m okay.”
“Not hurting?”
“Nope,” Winter said with a grin before stopping beside a woman who always reminded him of a librarian. “Morning, Nell.”
“Morning, Winter. What happened?”
“Ran into an angry ex. Wondered if I could borrow the keys to the store? Me mates want to check out yer inventory.” Again the Irish brogue came out in full force, making him consider it as the basis for one of the heroes of his next book. A sexy Irishman who turned on everyone in his path just by talking to them.
“No problem.” Nell handed him a key ring. “I’ll be along in a bit, and I don’t want to see three naked men playing with my toys when I get there, understand?”
“I’ll try to control meself,” Winter snarked as he brushed a kiss over her cheek.
Anna and Nell laughed together as Winter turned to find his mates waiting at the front door. He joined them, then led the way down the sidewalk to the front door of Nell’s store, Bliss.
He unlocked the door and locked it again once they were all inside. Then he waved one arm around the room. “Have a blast.”
Hawk looked from their little mate to the room which appeared to be a hedonist’s fantasy. Then he looked at his brother.
“Toys,” they said in unison before moving deeper into the store.
“Behind the scarlet curtain,” Winter offered.
Hawk didn’t glance at the wide selection of women’s clothes and only paused a moment in front of a display of leather men’s clothing. Though he would love to see Winter in leather, he would prefer skintight blue jeans, without anything else.
A look back at Winter showed the man had moved away from the door and taken a seat on a bench near the checkout counter. He looked tired and pained until he saw Hawk looking his way. He forced a wide smile and made a shooing motion with one cast-encased hand.
“Go on and look. I’ve already seen everything in the store.”
Hawk nodded and continued on to where Garrett studied a wide display of toys, most of which Hawk had never seen before. Whips, paddles, and chrome and leather devices that he could not determine the purpose of. Maybe Winter should come and share his knowledge so they would know whether or not they wanted any of those.
For now he’d be happy with the basics. “Plug and lube,” he murmured. “Then we need to get our little mate home, so he can rest. One of us will need to stay with him while the other goes for boxes, tape and packing materials.”
He couldn’t wait to take Winter home to Sanctuary. He wanted his mate safe and far away from the asshole who had hurt him.
Garrett nodded in agreement. “We also need to swing by the hotel, pack our stuff, and check out.”
“I’ll do all that if you’ll stay with him,” Hawk offered, not wanting to leave his sexy little baby alone.
Garrett nodded then pointed to the display in front of them. “So, which one do you want to get?”
Hawk studied the grouping of butt plugs, trying to imagine their little mate wearing the different ones. At a loss he shrugged. “Maybe we should ask Winter?”
“I’ve already got the small red one and the medium-size purple one at home along with a small thing of lube. If we’re going to be living in Sanctuary full-time, we’ll need a lot more lube. Beyond that, I don’t really care, except that I think you should each get plugs as well.”
“Why is that?” Hawk couldn’t help but ask.
“Maybe I’ll want to fuck you some time, too,” he said with a wink and a grin. “Besides, I think it would be sexy for all of us to have matching plugs. We could wear them together one day and then have one hell of a fuckfest that night.”
Hawk found his jaw dropping open as he stared at his mate. His cock went even harder than it had been all morning. It began to throb in his jeans as he mentally pictured what Winter was suggesting.
“Damn, sexy, you’re gonna make me come just by talking that way,” Garrett said.
Winter shrugged with a grin that just sent more blood pumping to his cock. “I’m a writer. I write guided fantasies. I just hope you won’t get upset if some of the stuff we do ends up in a book.”
Hawk groaned at the suggestion before turning back to the toy display before he stripped them all and Nell walked in on them naked and fucking in the middle of the toy area.
Without another word Hawk and Garrett each pulled a red and purple plug from the rack then turned to the larger plugs. They debated only a moment on whether to get the large neon green or black plug then grabbed three of the green ones. Garrett picked up a box nearly full of bottles of lube, and Hawk grabbed several economy size boxes of antibacterial toy cleansing wipes.
As they approached the front of the store with their bounty, Nell knocked on the locked door. “Just in time, I see,” she said after Garrett flipped the lock and held it open for her.
It took a few minutes for her to ring up their purchases then wrap and bag the items in a large, plain brown gift bag. Hawk took the shopping bag while Garrett picked up and shouldered Winter’s messenger bag. Then they each put a hand on Winter’s back and guided him to the door.
As they left, Nell called, “Be good to him, or I’ll be a part of the very large lynch mob that will hunt you down.”
Hawk wasn’t surprised when, as soon as they entered the apartment, Winter crawled onto the bed and immediately fell asleep.
Chapter 6
Winter woke to the sound of tapping. Wiggling his fingers, he winced as he concluded that he was not typing in his sleep again. When he opened his eyes, he found his nose only inches from a faded denim-clad hip. He reached back, but found only one of his mates was in bed with him.
Feeling playful, Winter slid his hand over the top of the man’s thigh then slowly eased it between his legs and stroked his fingers over the solid, muscular inner thigh. He slowly worked his way up to the juncture of his legs.
“Sexy, if you’ll hold on two minutes I’ll be finished here, and then we can play.”
Winter sighed, but pulled his hand back before he could reach the man’s denim covered cock and balls. “All right, but don’t be too long. I might just go find someone else to play with.”
“Hawk’s out running errands,” Garrett said as he reached over and ran his fingers through Winter’s hair. “Now be a good mate and behave yourself.”
Winter huffed a sigh and rolled onto his back. Horny and wanting some attention, he decided to take matters into his own hands. Or rather his own fingers, since both hands were in casts. Lifti
ng his hips from the bed, he pushed the waistband of his sweats to his upper thighs, freeing his hard cock.
“Oh, damn,” Garrett muttered as Winter pushed his shirt up his chest.
He ran the fingers of both hands up and down his belly, close to, but never touching his cock. The tapping of computer keys slowed then stopped all together when he ran two fingers down the length of his erection, moaning at the feel of skin on skin.
When Garrett moved from the bed, he turned his head and watched. Garrett set the computer on the table, then stripped off his clothes so fast Winter’s mind could barely keep up.
“You’re in for it now, sexy,” Garrett said as he went to the foot of the bed.
A moment later he’d pulled off Winter’s sneakers and sweatpants then climbed back onto the bed. Winter shifted himself higher on the bed, awkwardly stuffing pillows behind his shoulders and head.
“I want your mouth on my cock before I fuck your pretty little asshole,” Garrett said as he crawled up to straddle Winter’s body.
“Mmmm, sounds good,” Winter replied, licking his lips as he looked at the long, hard erection bobbing from the golden-blond curls of Garrett’s groin.
Without another word he parted his lips and engulfed the head of Garrett’s cock. Closing his lips around the glans, he brushed his tongue over the tip. He smiled as tart, tangy, salty drops of man juice oozed from the slit.
Lifting his head further, he took more and more of Garrett’s length in. As he did, he brushed his tongue back and forth across the undersurface and felt the thick vein that ran its length. Shivers ran through him when Garrett’s hands came up and cupped the back of his head.
Long before he was ready to release him, Garrett jerked his hips back, pulling his cock out of the reach of Winter’s mouth.
“Damn, sexy. You’re too fucking good at that,” Garrett muttered.
His hands rhythmically massaged Winter’s scalp as he began to knee-walk back down the bed. He continued moving until he hovered over Winter, holding himself up on knees and elbows.
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