The One and Only (Fur, Fangs, and Felines Book 5) Page 18

  “So he died for me?”

  Tyler frowned. Seth finally noticed Tyler’s distraction and nudged Brier.

  “Yes. He was told that he and Seth stood at a fork in the road, and he had to pick the path the both of them would tread. That his choice would dictate the future of werecats as a species. And other were species as well.”

  Dolf goggled.

  Bast laughed. “That is a tale for another time. Know that his decision to save you wasn’t easy. Our kind has not treated him well. You see, Tyler was the one, the only one, who could do this.”

  Tyler pulled Seth and Brier over to Dolf and Bast. “The one and only.”

  “Yes, child. The one and only.” She gently ran her knuckles down Tyler’s face, careful to keep her sharp claws away from tender skin. “I love you dearly. Never forget that. Now, the four of you need to return. Dolf’s mates and betas are somewhat distraught.”

  “That’s probably putting it nicely.” Seth paused. “I’m not a werecat.”

  “No.”

  “But yet you trusted me with something of this magnitude.”

  “You are worthy. Never, ever let anybody tell you otherwise. You may not be a child of mine in body, but you are one in spirit. Understood?”

  Seth smiled. “Understood. Thank you, my goddess.”

  “You are welcome. Dolf?”

  “Yes, my goddess?”

  “You might want to clean your house. Just a suggestion.”

  Dolf nodded. “That’s the first thing on my list.”

  “Good.” Bast stepped back, and her lion joined her. There was another pop, and she disappeared.

  Seth ran his hand through his hair. “Let’s go home.”

  “And how do we do that?” Dolf asked.

  “The same way we got here. Maybe close your eyes this time. It might help.” With a laugh, Seth pull them into the shadows once more.

  Chapter Twenty-Four – Brier

  THEY ARRIVED to chaos.

  No one noticed they were standing outside the office, but there was sure a lot of yelling.

  Brier laid his hand on Dolf’s arm, stopping him before Dolf hurried inside. “What do we tell them?”

  “The truth. Then we swear them to secrecy.”

  Tyler nodded. “I heard everything Bast said to you. Some of that we might not want getting around just yet.”

  Dolf raised an eyebrow. “Indeed. It’s odd, though.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I thought a hybrid didn’t have as keen of hearing as the rest of us.”

  “We don’t. But you know, ever since I died and came back, I’ve noticed things seem to be different,” Tyler said. “I’m different. But a good different.”

  Brier grabbed Tyler by the shoulders. “You never said anything. And dammit, right now isn’t the time to get into exactly what you mean, but we will be talking about this later.”

  Tyler smiled secretly. “Okay. So, are you guys ready to do this?”

  Dolf rolled his neck. “We better get in there before…. Good grief, is Tal really threatening to call my dad?”

  “That might be better than contacting the Alliance of Paranormals like Kirk wants. Looks like Janelle and Heller were called in too,” Brier said.

  They entered the office and pandemonium erupted. Tyler standing there freaked more than one werecat out, especially since Remi had informed Janelle and Heller about what happened. Once Dolf managed to comfort his mates and reassure his betas he was okay, he explained Seth had taken Brier and Tyler to the Circle of Stone and that he was accidentally taken too since he had been touching Brier at the time.

  That, of course, led to dozens of more questions. It took Tyler almost two hours to explain who he was, what he was, how the goddess spoke to him, and that he and Seth were sent on what was basically a mission to save Dolf.

  Then Seth’s turn came. He spent an hour vacillating between answering questions about his abilities as a shadow walker and trying to reassure everyone that he wasn’t a danger to them or their loved ones. It took another two hours to explain Bast’s visitation, her plan to save Tyler—who was as shocked as everybody else that Bast visited a paranormal who wasn’t a werecat—and that no, Seth hadn’t meant to kidnap Dolf.

  Dolf added he, too, had spoken to Bast, and how they had a nice, long conversation while Brier, Seth, and Tyler reunited. Then he exacted promises they would never to speak about what they’d heard.

  Now that things were calm, Kirk rustled up some food, and Tyler got his first taste of Kirk’s famous hot wings. Remi informed Dolf that Elder Conrad had been escorted to jail by Marshell, and he was staying with the elder until further notice. More time was spent trying to decide what exactly to do with their prisoner.

  It was a very long day.

  Dolf took pity on them and allowed Brier to escape with his mates. Brier could’ve kissed Dolf, he was so relieved. The demand to mate Seth and Tyler—to check over every inch of Tyler in particular—was becoming a pressing need he wasn’t sure could be denied much longer.

  Amidst sly grins and winks, Brier rushed Seth and Tyler to his truck and tried not to drive like a madman home. They barely made it inside before Seth slammed Brier against the wall and claimed his mouth. From one heartbeat to the next, his body caught fire. And Tyler was right there by them, pressed close.

  Seth raised his head. “Last chance. Are you sure? I’m a lot to deal with.”

  Brier’s heart pounded, and desire raced through his veins. “I can handle anything you dish out. Anything. I accept you and will be damn proud to call you mate.”

  “Good.” Seth grinned evilly. “Because we aren’t letting you go. It’s too late for you.”

  Brier moaned, not afraid at all.

  Seth tilted Brier’s head back, exposing his throat. “Just how kinky are you feeling?”

  “Again, I can handle anything you dish out.”

  “I was hoping you’d say that. When I tell you to, cut yourself. Got it?” Seth ground into Brier.

  “Fuck yeah, I got it,” Brier moaned.

  Tyler whined. “You smell so good. So citrusy. Before it was muted, but it isn’t now.”

  Brier’s breath caught when Seth nibbled his throat. He humped against Seth’s leg as those sharp little bites promised what was to come.

  Tyler plastered himself against them, licking the shell of Brier’s ear. Chill bumps rose on his arms as Tyler nuzzled Brier’s neck and nipped the tender skin. He sucked the sore spot, and Brier thrust his hips. Seth rubbed his hard-on against Brier. Oh sweet fuck, between Seth and Tyler, Brier was aching to come.

  Suddenly, both of them inched back from Brier. For a moment, he stood there, panting. Then a loud purr from Tyler echoed through the room. That was the hottest fucking thing Brier ever heard, and he moaned loudly in response. “I’m so close. There’s no way I’m going to last.”

  Seth smirked. “You’re going to come more than once today. But let’s move this to your bedroom.”

  Brier hardly remember getting to his room or how they all ended up naked. Later he would take time to enjoy each piece of clothing being removed, but not now. The need was too urgent. His cat yowled in his mind.

  Right. More fucking and less thinking.

  SETH PUSHED Brier onto the bed, and he bounced against the mattress. Tyler followed, and Brier yanked Tyler over him. All that long hair fell around Brier. He wrapped a thick strand of it around his fist and pulled.

  Tyler gasped, then slammed his lips against Brier’s. He kissed Tyler as if his life depended on it. Like it was his last kiss ever… because it could have been, if not for Bast.

  He nipped that full bottom lip of Tyler’s, then pulled back. “Tyler?”

  Tyler licked at Brier’s mouth. “Mmm?”

  Brier ran a finger down Tyler’s chest. Not a hint remained of what had happened. No scar, no dent… nothing was there but soft skin. The bed dipped as Seth crawled next to Tyler. He, too, watched as Brier rubbed where the bullet entered Tyler
’s chest.

  “We lost you today,” Brier said.

  Seth reached out and lay his hand on top of Brier’s so they both touched Tyler’s chest. “You died.”

  The sexy haze in Tyler’s eyes cleared for a moment. “I’m sorry the both of you suffered through that. I don’t remember much about it, except for Bast saying the demand for a selfless sacrifice had been met. Don’t know who she was talking to, but she meant business. Next thing I knew, I was back. There was no pain. This is the best I’ve ever felt, actually.” Tyler blushed. “It might not be time to mention this, but she did something to me too. I think she brought me back as a pure-blooded werecat.”

  Brier laughed heartily. “I thought so! You’ve made comments about your hearing and other things that made me think something had changed.”

  “I’m so happy for you, babe,” Seth said.

  “It’s all I ever wanted. As a hybrid, I was never as strong or as fast,” Tyler said. “Now I am. And now I will live as long as the both of you.”

  Horrified, Brier stared at Seth. “Seth! I never thought to ask how long you—”

  “Tyler and I did some checking,” Seth said. “There’s not a whole lot information on my kind, but what there is says I live as long as you guys.”

  “Oh, thank you, goddess.”

  “Yup. Now, more fucking and less talking.” Seth grasped Tyler’s shaft and leisurely stroked it. Tyler moaned, his eyes hooded, his head resting on Seth’s shoulder, that long hair cascading onto Seth’s arms. Tyler ran his hand up and down his chest, tweaking his nipples.

  “Do you want this?” Seth asked Brier, fondling Tyler’s dick, making Tyler moan harder. Seth twisted his wrist, and Tyler’s hips bucked.

  “Fuck yes,” Brier answered.

  Seth released Tyler, and Tyler crawled up Brier’s body, leaning over him. Tyler’s cock was right at Brier’s mouth. Anxious to finally taste his mate, Brier opened up. Tyler was hard and hot. Salty and sweet. Silken skin over steel. He was a pleasant mouthful, not lengthy enough to choke Brier, but long enough to make him work for it.

  As Brier sucked, he glanced at Tyler. All that hair fell wildly around him as he hovered over Brier. By all that was holy, he was beautiful. Tyler stared down at Brier, those blue eyes glowing, a canine pressed against his bottom lip as he thrust in and out. A smile lit Tyler’s face as he watched Brier take him deeper.

  Seth ran his hands down Tyler’s back and smacked his ass, driving Tyler farther into Brier’s mouth.

  Then Tyler groaned. “Oh yeah, Seth found your lube. He’s getting me ready. Oh, that’s cold! He’s playing with my hole, and fuck, yeah, now he’s easing a finger in me. Love being opened up.”

  “Such a hungry hole,” Seth muttered. “You better fuck him good, Brier. Make our Omega yell for us.”

  Brier’s senses spun. The two of them working together to get Tyler ready was making Brier crazy. Tyler growled impatiently and pulled his shaft out of Brier’s mouth. Seth lubed Brier’s cock and Tyler straddled him. He slid down, slowly lowering himself until he finally bottomed out.

  “Move,” Brier begged. “Fuck yourself.”

  Tyler raised his hips. Brier’s cock almost completely slipped out, and then Tyler eased back down. They both groaned.

  “That’s hot,” Seth mumbled. “Just sucks you in, doesn’t he?”

  “Oh, that angle is perfect.” Tyler rode faster, fucking himself on Brier’s dick.

  Seth reached between them and stroked Tyler.

  “Ah, not going to take long doing that.”

  Tyler bounced until Brier thought he was going to lose control. Snarling, Brier lunged upward, and Seth yanked his hand away. Brier sank his fangs into Tyler’s neck. Blood filled his mouth, and he orgasmed so hard, he saw stars. Tyler screamed, burying his hands in Brier’s hair. He tugged frantically as he came all over his chest.

  Brier’s cat purred, satisfied and gloating. They had started the mating process. Tyler was his. He gently licked the tiny holes his fangs left.

  Tyler rolled off Brier and collapsed next to him. “Wow. That was frigging great.”

  Seth ran his finger through Tyler’s come and licked some of it off. Smiling, he crawled over Tyler and settled by Brier. He held it out for a taste. “You okay?”

  Brier tasted Tyler’s come. “Oh yeah.”

  “Think you can go again?” Seth smirked as he licked his hand clean.

  “Of course I can. I don’t know a lot about shadow walkers, but werecats have superior stamina. I mean, we can go for days if we want to.”

  Tyler raised himself upon his elbow and grinned over Seth’s shoulder. “Oh, really?”

  “I’m pretty sure there have been ballads written about us. We can fuck, come, stay hard, and go again. Our staying power is legendary.”

  Laughing, Seth slapped Brier on the hip. “Can fuck, come, and go again? Excellent, because I’m going to fuck you now—claim you. Take what’s mine. Then? Well, if you can keep up, then you’re going to do the same exact thing to me.”

  “Holy. Fuck.” Brier grabbed the sheets. Emotions flooded him, but he couldn’t seem to grasp any one thing. He’d fucked his fair share, but none of the people in his bed really touched him inside. “Bring it on.”

  Shit. He really needed to stop writing checks his ass couldn’t cash.

  Seth nosed Brier’s dick, then licked the tip. Brier rolled his eyes. He liked getting his cock sucked as well as the next dude, but this slow build-up was nuts.

  “Seth….”

  Seth chuckled. Brier felt the vibrations and hissed. Then Seth quit playing around and got serious. He engulfed Brier’s dick, and Brier moaned. Heat. Wetness. And that tongue of his. He twirled it, probed, and rubbed.

  Tyler scooted nearer to pluck at Brier’s nipples.

  Seth bobbed his head up and down, then let Brier’s cock slip out of his mouth. He held his hand out, and Tyler stopped long enough to toss Seth the lube.

  Once Seth had the lube, he settled back between Brier’s legs. Feet flat on the bed, Brier opened his knees so Seth could get to everything. Seth ghosted his fingers over Brier’s hole, the touches gentle. Seth didn’t try to enter Brier—all he was doing was getting Brier accustomed.

  The next touch was wet, and he spread the lube. Then he started to push, gradually entering Brier. It burned but wasn’t anything Brier couldn’t handle.

  “Okay?” Tyler asked.

  Seth snorted.

  “I’m good. Give me more.”

  Instead, Seth slowly—so slowly, Brier could have screamed—pushed that one finger in and out, the jerk. The burning gave way, but so far, it was the same old, same old. Then Seth sucked Brier’s cock back down his throat, and at the same time, pushed another finger in and wiggled them. Seth turned his fingers and hit Brier’s hot spot.

  “Holy shit!”

  Tyler giggled.

  Now Brier knew what he had been missing. His body bowed, and his fangs dropped so fast, he cut his bottom lip. He licked at the blood as electricity raced through his veins. Seth pegged Brier’s prostate. He thrust his hips, and a weird hissing-scream sounded through the room. Oh, fuck him running. Was that him?

  Brier snarled at Seth. “Fuck my ass. Come on!”

  Smirking, Seth pushed another finger in, and all hints of gentleness left as he banged Brier’s ass. He scissored his fingers, spreading Brier open more. Seth wrapped his other hand around Brier’s cock and squeezed, keeping Brier from coming. Seth let Brier’s dick fall from his mouth and stopped fingering him. He slicked his cock and rose upon his knees, positioning the head of his cock at Brier’s hole. Staying on his knees, Seth pushed inside, watching Brier for signs of pain.

  Their gazes locked, and Brier nodded. Oh, he could feel his hole stretching, but he trusted Seth. It did sting, but he knew Seth wouldn’t tear him, and fucking hell, Seth was thick. He kept going until he was buried in Brier’s ass. Brier wrapped his legs around Seth.

  “Fuck. So tight. And hot. You’re going to
make me come before I can satisfy you.”

  Brier tightened his ass.

  “Oh, going to be like that, huh?”

  “Hell yeah.” Brier tightened his legs and jerked Seth forward, which buried him deeper in Brier. They both groaned. “You leave me hanging, I’ll beat that ass before I fuck it.”

  “I’d like to see you—” Seth threw his head back when Brier milked him. “Fuck!”

  Seth dropped down over Brier and braced himself on his free hand. He stared at Brier, his eyes suddenly and completely black. Brier’s heart beat faster, just a hint of fear seasoning his blood.

  “Sorry,” Seth gasped. “I don’t usually let that show.”

  “You are damn sexy. Black eyes and all. Now fuck me.” Brier snapped his teeth at Seth. It was hot and animalistic. A little scary.

  Seth slammed in Brier, hitting his hot spot over and over. “Gonna come. Need to bite you, but….” He groaned. “Where?”

  “Lean forward. Get closer to me.” Brier popped a claw out and cut a groove across his chest. “Here.” He grabbed Seth behind the neck and yanked him down. “Drink while you come.”

  “Mine!” Seth snarled, then fastened his mouth to the cut and started swallowing. Heat bathed Brier’s insides as Seth came.

  Seth’s orgasm triggered Brier’s. Brier came so hard that everything grayed out for a moment. His cat made a sudden appearance in Brier’s mind. He was quite happy.

  Seth groaned, then licked the bite mark. He kissed Brier’s nose, then pulled out. “You okay?”

  “I’m more than okay. I’m great. I’m the best I’ve ever been.” Brier’s eyes burned. “Guys? Is it too soon to say I think I may be falling in love with you two?”

  Tyler snuggled into Brier’s side. “Only if it’s not too soon for me to say the same.”

  Brier glanced at Seth.

  Seth scowled. “What?”

  Brier rolled his eyes.