A Bevin Hero [The O'Hagan Way 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Joyee Flynn

  “I’ve never heard that,” Rian whispered. “How do ya know all of this? I’ve never heard any of this besides the need gets stronger to claim our mate as each day passes, and it can make us aggressive. We’re not feeling any itching, just needy.”

  “My father was the Librarian for all the High Councils,” Vega explained quietly. “It was his job to record our history and all cases of anything future generations would need to know about.”

  “Was?” I asked gently.

  “He never came home one day. No one ever found out what happened to him. He just vanished. We think that he found or saw something someone didn’t want him to and they made him disappear. It was before my transition even.”

  “We’re sorry for ya loss,” Ronan told the vampire. I nodded. That was rough. I chewed for a little while longer, thinking of a plan.

  “Is there a certain distance you can be apart where you don’t feel the other’s emotions?” I asked my mates hesitantly.

  “I don’t know that we’ve ever found a distance,” Rian answered with a wince. “I mean ya went to London once without me, and I couldn’t feel ya as strongly but I felt it.”

  “I’ll go ask the Queen if she can put us in a bubble or something,” Ronan blurted out and jumped to his feet. “She’ll help us.” He took off for the door and like that was gone.

  “That wasn’t odd or anything,” Vega chuckled as he got to his feet. “Okay then. My work here starting shit is done. Glad I could help.”

  “Ya told us more than we knew and we needed to know it,” Rian assured him. “Thank ya, Vega.” The warrior nodded his head and left.

  “What was up with Ronan?” I asked quietly, needing to know but not wanting to put either of my mates in the position to lie.

  “Honestly, I don’t know. He’s worried, but I just know that. It’s not like I can tell ya what he’s worried about. Some emotions are easier to know what’s going on for sure. He’s horny, there’s no guesswork there. But sad, happy, worried, and the likes, it’s just knowing him that tells me what’s going on.”

  “I can understand that. If you had to guess, what do you think it is?”

  “Ya not going to like it,” he sighed, shaking his head. He met my gaze, and whatever he saw must have told him I wasn’t going to let it go. “I think he’s worried that you’re going to toss us out on our arses. We’re not exactly being normal, helpful, and loving mates. We’re pretty much being the biggest numpties the world has ever seen. We screwed up when we met ya, then ya gotta beg ya King to save us.

  “Oh, then we jump ya in the shower and screw up how ya claim us and ya all loopy over it.” Just him mentioning it again made me feel a little light-headed. How did that go? Mention the devil and he will appear. Great. “And now we’re going to get sick and go mad if not die if we don’t claim ya properly and we swore to ya that we wouldn’t drink ya blood again. Yeah, we be fantastic mates.”

  “The marking you and the loopiness is my fault, not yours,” I assured him. “I knew better. I’ve known since I was young how to claim my mate so this didn’t happen. I was just out of it and you’re both so gorgeous that I wasn’t paying attention. The blame is on me and I’m sorry I humiliated you both in front of everyone. I was shocked you were here when I woke up. I’m surprised you didn’t toss me on my ass.”

  “No! Never,” Rian gasped as he sat down on the chair next to me and pulled me onto his lap. “Ya be me heart now. I’ll never let ya go, Bev. I’m falling so fast for ya. Ronan and I were talking earlier about how much we can’t wait to make our first Bevin hero.”

  “Huh?” I asked as I finished my sandwich, glancing at my empty plate. “Yeah, I guess you could call that a hero. Or a sub, but I normally just say sandwich.”

  “No, not as in food,” he chuckled. “Shane and Sean were the first to mate. When they were with Dillon, they said they were making a Dillon sandwich because he was in the middle. Then Liam and Lorcan were next, and I guess their mate be well endowed so they called it a footlong when he was in the middle.”

  “Oh, I get it,” I giggled, feeling tipsy now. “So why am I a hero then? Ran out of terms?”

  “There always be more terms. But after we heard how brave ya were finding the traitor and telling everyone, no matter the risk to yourself, and then when Rylan told us what ya did to save him—”

  “He told you that?” Oh crap.

  “Aye. Ya mentioned something about it before ya passed out, and we begged him to explain it to us. We had to know ya weren’t in danger.”

  “And you think I’m a hero for killing my own father and leading my family into a trap?” I asked. That didn’t sound like the normal reaction people had. I slid off his lap and downed the rest of my second sports drink nervously.

  “Aye. Ya saved ya best friend and royal family ya swore allegiance to, Bev. Ya were brave and strong, and a hero. So we decided when ya be in between the two of us, we be making a Bevin hero.”

  “Thank you,” I whispered, touched by what he said. Not so much because of the sex factor though that was always great, but to be so understanding and kind to me was amazing.

  “It’s how we really feel.”

  “Good.” I smiled at him as I set down the empty bottle. I shimmied out of my pants and walked backwards into my room, crooking my finger at him. “Want to feel me while we wait for Ronan?”

  “Do I ever,” he growled. He chased after me and I gave a squeal as I turned on my heel and took off. I dove for the bed when I got to my room, my mate on me moments later. His clothes went flying as he kissed along my body. “How do ya want it, me heart?”

  “Hard and fast to start with,” I moaned, pushing up my ass and presenting it to him. “We need to take the edge off. I’m still wound up from playing earlier. Then we can make love and you can claim me once we figure out how to break the snowball effect at least for the first time.”

  “Ya are amazing,” he whispered. I heard the snick of the cap of lube, and seconds later his slicked-up fingers were testing to see how stretched my hole was. Three fingers fit easily and that was good enough.

  “Take me, Rian,” I begged. “Please, please, please! It’s been so long. I want to be fucked. I want you to fuck me until I scream. You said you can’t ever deny me anything. Don’t tease me either.”

  “Oh the way ya beg, me heart,” he groaned. His fingers were gone and I felt his cock pushing against me. I let out a breath and relaxed. It burned as he pushed in. I hadn’t been kidding that it had been a really long time for me. I yowled and clawed at the sheets, tilting my ass up even higher. “Such beauty. Ya okay?”

  “It burns, but I like that sometimes,” I admitted. “Not often but once in a while.”

  “We have the hottest kitty on the planet.” He massaged my ass as he worked more and more of his dick into me each thrust. “Kitty going to give me cream?”

  “You really like that pun, don’t you?” I drawled.

  He froze and I wanted to slap myself. “Ya don’t? We thought ya liked it earlier. We won’t do it again.”

  “I do like it,” I answered honestly. “Just maybe not always.”

  “Oh, aye. I figured the kinky times and ya said this would be one of them,” Rian agreed.

  “Right, that’s a good plan,” I giggled. “Then yes, fuck me good and kitty give you lots of cream.”

  “Fuck. Ya going to make me come in ya arse too early with that talk,” he groaned and started thrusting into me again. I yowled and screamed in pleasure as my hole loosened for him more. Rian started pounding into me, our skin slapping together as he grunted in pleasure. “They want ya, me heart.”

  “What?” I gasped, not knowing what he was talking about. Rian pulled out, turned me on my side, and spread my legs before plunging back into me.

  “They want ya,” he said again as he pointed to Teagani and Lavache. I blinked in shock.

  “I forgot they were here,” I giggled, feeling completely drunk now. “Like the show, boys?”

 
; “Oh yeah,” Lavache moaned as he rubbed his hand over his groin. “Passionate little thing you are.”

  “Vocal too.” Teagani cleared his throat loudly, but I saw the tent in his pants.

  “He’s spoken for,” Rian snarled as he slammed into me over and over again. “Aren’t ya, me heart?”

  “Yes,” I cried out as he fisted my cock, never slowing his hips. “I belong to you and Ronan. I’m property of Irish sex-god twins!”

  “Damn right ya are,” he grunted. “Pinch those nipples for me, kitty. I want to see ya torture them before I get me cream.”

  I did as he wanted, yowling and purring for him. It drove Rian nuts apparently because he fucked me like a madman. It was fantastic! Then I had an idea.

  “Do you have to bite my neck?”

  “No,” he answered, tears filling his eyes as he looked away and stopped screwing me silly. “No, we don’t have to bite ya there.”

  “Why are you upset? What did I say wrong?”

  “We can bite ya wherever ya feel comfortable with. Anything to make this easier on ya,” he whispered. I asked the question again and he shook his head. “I won’t lie to ya but don’t make me answer that. I beg ya. I’ll get over it.”

  “I need to know what I said wrong, Rian. I don’t understand.” I looked to Lavache who obviously knew the answer. I begged him with my eyes to tell me what I was missing.

  “The mating bite leave a permanent mark that’s an erogenous zone,” he explained, Rian hissing at him for talking. “My understanding is if a vampire’s mate doesn’t wear the mark on their neck it’s a sign that they thought the match beneath them or the family objected. They were talking about it at the Christmas party, how Elena Marius wasn’t supposed to have them on her neck because her parents didn’t want her mating Desmond, but she told him to do it anyways.”

  “Basically it’s like not telling people you’re mated in their world,” Teagani added. “It’s like the wife someone hides at home and still goes looking for a bedmate. You’re ashamed of the mating and match if you don’t wear the marks on your neck.”

  “Is that true?” I asked Rian, completely shocked by this. I’d never heard of that.

  “Aye.” That one word said it all. He was crushed I’d even suggest not wearing his marks on my neck. In a flash I used all my strength to knock him back to the bed so I was on top.

  “I didn’t know. I swear it to you. I’m proud to be your mate. I’m not ashamed or still on the market. I was just scared. I was thinking of a way not to be so scared about your fangs in me again.”

  “I know and we deserve that,” he whispered, still not looking at me. “There are just some words ya never want to hear out of ya mate’s mouth. I know ya didn’t get it, but I never, ever thought I’d hear my mate say he wanted me marks somewhere else. I’ve ruined everything!”

  “No, no you haven’t,” I assured him as I leaned over. “Rian, I care so much about you and Ronan. We’re going to be fine, okay?” I knew we were at a breaking point. It had been a day only and we were about to fall apart if I didn’t take a leap of faith and believe fate did right by me. I looked at Lavache and Teagani. “Get out.”

  “Bevin, we can’t,” Lavache said gently.

  “I’m Lord Bevin Innocente, Chief Advisor for his majesty, King Rylan, and I’m ordering you out of my chambers! You can wait in the living room and if I yell for you then you know you’re needed.”

  “Fine but if Rylan kills us for this we’re coming back to haunt you,” Teagani bitched as they left the room. “And we’re leaving the door open.”

  “Agreed, but don’t stand there and watch,” I growled. The moment they were gone I looked at my mate.

  “Why would ya do that?” he asked, still not looking at me. I turned his head so he had to see me.

  “Because I trust you, Rian. Take a sip and claim your mate when you’re close,” I moaned as I started moving my hips again. “I’m yours and I want the world to know it. No spells from the Queen, no guards, just me and the man I’m falling in love with.”

  “Truly?”

  “Aye,” I purred as I pulled him to sit up. “I was blessed by fate twice with wonderful, honorable, sexy, and devoted Irish mates. I won’t let a little fear get in our way.”

  “I love ya,” he moaned as he leaned in and licked my nipple. “I love ya already, Bev. I know it’s too soon and we don’t know each other well enough yet, but ya are so amazing. I can’t help but love ya.” His arms moved around my body and steadied my hips as I danced on his cock. “So beautiful. Better than I ever dreamed it would be.”

  “I know the feeling.” After that, there were no more words. We kissed until my lungs screamed for air, all the while our bodies coming together over and over again. It was perfect.

  “I need,” he hissed as his fangs came out.

  “I offer it to you freely,” I assured him. I tilted my neck, baring it to him. He kissed it slowly, licked it seductively, and then gently sank his fangs into me. I gasped in pleasure. Wow. So this was what Rylan was always talking about. It felt as good as being fucked by my mate’s fat cock. Rian moaned as he took a drink and I came so hard lights flashed behind my eyes. I grabbed his shoulders and held on to him with all I had as I screamed out his name.

  Rian only took a few drinks before pulling them out and licking the bite once. I guess that just healed it but would leave the mating marks on me or something. I was still climaxing when he growled and rolled us over. I guess I hadn’t been moving my hips as much.

  “I love ya,” he pledged over and over again as he slammed into me. Hell, he was holding on to the edge of the mattress and pulling himself up at the same time so he could go inside me deeper. I’m surprised I didn’t get tossed off the bed. Moments later he bellowed out my name and came inside of me, pumping his seed deep into me. My cat yowled. We’d been marked now too.

  “Both alive in there?” Lavache called out when we were quiet, trying to remember how to breathe. I couldn’t get enough air to answer and Rian was having the same problem. He was crushing me with his weight but I loved it. I wrapped myself around him, holding him to me as he kept licking my neck. When I heard one of them step into the room I held up my hand and gave them a thumbs-up sign. “Just checking. Nice ass, Rian.”

  “It’s mine,” I snarled, grabbing a cheek in each hand.

  “Aye, that it be,” he agreed. “Anytime, anywhere ya want it.”

  “Maybe later. I’m having too much fun with that pole you call a cock in my ass,” I giggled. “You fuck like a god too. Can we do that again?” Oh, guess I was drunk again.

  “Ya don’t have to ask me twice. I’m still hard and someone’s blood has me horny.”

  That sobered me up. “How was it this time?”

  “Fine actually,” he answered as he leaned up and cupped my cheek. “I knew what to expect and it was rush but ya weren’t the only one afraid, Bev. I was too scared to take more than a few sips and I found it easy to stop. I love ya. That overrules any thirst I have.”

  Rock on. And did we ever do it again. He was an animal.

  Chapter 7

  Ronan

  “I need ya help,” I blurted out when the Queen joined me. “Please, Queen Magdalena. I think I love Bevin already. We both do and he’s going to toss us if we can’t be better for him. And I want to give him his fantasy. He can’t regret getting us over what he wanted to try on his bucket list. Can ya make me over seven feet like one of ya warriors for a while?”

  “Wow, that’s one of the best, craziest rambles I’ve ever heard,” the warrior with her, Baylor, chuckled. “You want to try that again?”

  “Actually, I’m sorry, Ronan, but I have quite a lot to do and I would like to get some sleep at some point,” the Queen hedged.

  “Ya can read me mind, right? Are ya saying that would be easier?” I offered, not sure if that’s what she meant. She sighed and nodded. “I’m an open book to ya, ya highness.” She took me hand in hers and I felt power, but it was
hard to describe. Not like an electrical charge or I knew what she was doing. Maybe more like a heating blanket. I just felt warm all over.

  “Oh, Ronan, I think you’re worrying over nothing,” she whispered after a few minutes. “I get why you want a safety bubble so you don’t risk snowballing again, but I don’t think you need it. And I’m very sure Bevin didn’t mean he’d have rather mated fae warriors.”

  “Please?” I whispered as tears formed in me eyes. “I can’t lose him. I would do anything for him already and it’s only been a day. Do ya know how rare that is? To have that kind of bond with ya mate especially after what we went through?”

  “I do,” she sighed. “I will give a charm to wear when you want to be separate from your brother’s feelings because I understand your fear. But I want something in return.”

  “Anything,” I agreed immediately.

  “I have seen in your mind that you and your brother are known for being the most patient of all your siblings, and your mother has confirmed it. You rarely get angry and you’re very good at explaining things.”

  “Oh no,” Baylor chuckled.

  “Shut it,” she snapped at him. “It seems my mate threatened to leave me if I made him give me another driving lesson because I’m unteachable.”

  “No one’s unteachable,” I snickered. “It’s the fault of the teacher if the student doesn’t learn as long as they want to.”

  “I do want to,” she assured me. “I just don’t have any patience, and as you can see, I’m always pulled in several directions.”

  I thought about that a moment and studied her. “What is it ya find hardest to learn about driving? Is there something that holds ya back from listening to ya mate?”