More Than Pride by Kell, Amber (best non fiction books to read txt) 📗

plan in the morning,” Adrian said. “We’ve all had a long night.”

There was a general consensus and everyone filed out.

Chester followed Dillon and Evin down the hall. He couldn’t believe he had two mates and they weren’t mad at him. Now he had to find a way for them to claim each other.

Despite what everyone said, Chester had no illusions he’d survive this experience. Even his optimistic tendencies couldn’t let him find a happy ending to the situation.

As soon as they entered Dillon’s bedroom and slammed the door shut behind them, Evin jumped Dillon…literally. The owl shifter leapt at Dillon and knocked him onto the mattress.

“Help me get him naked,” Evin said over his shoulder at Chester.

“Um, okay.” He could worry about little things like hunters, owl infestations and death by poison tomorrow. Today he would enjoy his mates. He’d fixate about everything else when he woke up the next day.

Dillon smiled at Chester and he swore he could feel his heart tumble in his chest. The pair of them lay on the bed with Evin’s busy fingers unfastening Dillon’s pants. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty of his mates. Dillon’s large golden body and Evin’s dark, smooth skin drew him closer. Before he’d even realised he was moving, he stroked a hand across Dillon’s shoulder.

Grabbing the bottom of Evin’s shirt, he yanked it up and off his sleek form. The man needed more food. Chester was certain Evin hadn’t shared everything his brother had made 4him suffer through. The owl shifter had obviously glossed over the details and Chester had no wish to make him relive the situation.

He pressed a kiss to Evin’s shoulder. “I want you and Dillon to claim each other. You need to have a solid bond in case I don’t make it.”

“No!” Dillon shouted, sitting up and grabbing Chester.

Chester gave a squeak as Dillon yanked him down until he lay on top of the lion’s big form.

“You can’t think like that. You will get better.” The lion shifter’s sincere expression made Chester’s heart ache.

“I’m being practical. You need to claim each other. You know I’m right.” Chester had never felt so strongly about anything before. Often shifters didn’t survive the death of a mate. Chester hoped if his mates were bonded they would be fine if the poison claimed his life.

“He’s right,” Evin said. “I don’t like it, but he’s right. If he doesn’t survive the poison I don’t want to lose you too.”

Dillon opened his mouth as if to protest. He grabbed Chester tightly until he could barely breathe. “I don’t want you to die,” Dillon whispered against Chester’s hair just loud enough so he could hear it.

Chester swallowed back his tears. “I don’t want to die either. If we stop the hunters maybe I can be saved.”

“Oh, we’ll stop them.” Dillon growled. “If you die, nothing will save them.”

Chester pushed up until Dillon had to let him go. “You need to let Evin claim you and then you should claim him back.”

“What about you?”

Avoiding Dillon’s eyes, Chester fidgeted with his mate’s shirt. “I can wait. One way or another, we’ll know in a bit.”

He didn’t like the sadness in Dillon’s eyes but there wasn’t anything he could do about it.

Leaning forward, he kissed Dillon, keeping his touch soft and loving. He recognised Evin’s impatient hands when unseen fingers unfastened his pants and slid them off along with his underwear. Dillon’s pants slid away beneath him. 4Chester lifted his mouth and scooted to the side. Evin was right there pulling off his shirt.

“It’s only fair—you removed mine.” Evin grinned.

Evin also received a kiss. Chester pushed him towards Dillon. If he didn’t give them a nudge, his lovers would try to stall until Chester could join them.

After a long lingering look at Chester, Evin turned his attention to Dillon. Watching his mates kiss made Chester moan. It was like watching a private porn movie as two strong men battled it out to take control of the lovemaking. Panting, Chester wrapped a hand around his cock. Ever since he’d kissed both of his mates, his body was revved up for some action. He didn’t have the heart to break the news that he wasn’t getting any.

“Evin, slick up. I want to see you fuck Dillon.” The way Dillon tensed made Chester wonder if it would be Evin’s only chance. He hoped not. As much as he loved to bottom, he didn’t want to be the only bottom in this relationship. Being torn between two strong men would be challenging enough without being the only receiver.

Chester stroked Dillon’s cheek, hoping to calm his mate. “Are you all right? Have you bottomed before?”

Dillon nodded. “Yeah, but it’s been a while.”

Evin poured a generous amount of lube on his fingers before sliding them beneath Dillon’s balls. The lion shifter spread his legs and moved his feet up until his heels touched his ass.

“You need to get used to this, lover,” Evin said in a lust-roughened voice. “You are too beautiful not to let me pound your ass from time to time.”

“We’ll see.” Dillon gave Evin a taunting smile.

Chester smothered his laugh. Evin’s expression took on a determined look. The man definitely planned to take Dillon up on the challenge.

From Dillon’s grunt, Evin’s finger had made it inside.

“Relax, babe,” Evin muttered. “I’ve got you.”

Dillon’s big body lost a bit of tension as Evin prepared him. Chester kissed Dillon and stroked his mate’s chest to help the process. After all, Chester was the one insisting on this mating—the least he could do was make sure that Dillon relaxed enough to enjoy Evin’s lovemaking. 4“I’m good… Fuck me,” Dillon urged after Evin went from one to two fingers, then from two to three.

“Patience,” Evin scolded.

“I could start ripping off feathers,” Dillon offered.

Evin laughed. “Okay, I get the idea. Turn over. I can mark you better that way.”

Dillon rolled and presented his ass. Chester moaned and dragged his hand slowly up and down his shaft. The scent of