"But that's not the same as telling me you want me to save Ethan," I said, completely defeated. "I understand what you're saying, but this affects all of us, it shouldn't just be up to me."
"Would it really help if I told you to turn him?"
"I don't know," I answered honestly. "I just don't think it's fair that I have to make this decision alone. What if I pick the wrong thing? Then it's completely on me for having destroyed our family."
"No matter what you choose, Spencer, we'll work it out. If something happens to our family, it won't be from one decision," Dean said, wrapping his arms around me. "I don't think any of us could live with ourselves if we sent Ethan away knowing he will die. That's what we all mean when we say it's up to you. We'll support you either way, but I think we all know what you're going to decide."
"I don't want to decide, I don't want to be in charge," I whispered against his neck. "I want someone else to take over and make some decisions for me."
"You want to give up control right now, don't you?" he asked, running his hands over my back. I nodded, holding onto his waist. "You don't want to think about this right now, because you're going nuts and throwing things?"
"Exactly," I answered, holding him tighter.
"Then get on your knees and suck my cock; that will distract you." Dean growled so forcefully it made me shiver. He pushed down on my shoulders, and I dropped to the ground. I stared up at him with wide eyes as he gave me a feral grin and unzipped his jeans. He pulled out his massive cock and slapped me in the face with it. "I'm in charge now, and I want you to blow me."
I smiled up at him, realizing he was playing Dom with me. Ryder and Luc had done this with me a few times when I'd been overwhelmed with making decisions for all of us. It helped me to sometimes let go and just do what I was told. I opened my mouth for him as he stuck his dick in my mouth. Dean groaned loudly as I licked around his huge mushroom head. He threaded his fingers in my hair as he thrust into my mouth.
I gave all my control over to Dean as he started to fuck my mouth. He moaned as I sucked on him, and I was happy to please my man. And it worked, I wasn't thinking about Ethan or whether to turn him anymore. I was completely focused on giving everything I had to Dean. Grabbing onto his thighs for balance, I swallowed down every inch of him.
"Stand up and brace yourself against the barn," Dean ordered after another few moments. I immediately complied, sticking my ass out at him. He tore off my shorts, leaving me standing there completely naked. I looked at him over my shoulder as he pulled a tube of slick out of his jeans pocket.
"Don't stretch me, just fuck me. I want to feel the pain," I begged as he squirted some lube on his fingers. He glanced at me, stuffing the slick back into his pocket. His slicked fingers ran over the crack of my ass as he smacked my butt hard with his other hand.
"Shut up and take what I give you, Spence. I'm in charge now," he replied. I nodded and moaned as he rubbed his fingers over my hole. He rewarded me by pushing two fingers into my tight ass. I gasped at the pain, digging my nails into the wood of the barn. As soon as he started moving them around, the pain turned into vast pleasure. "Just let go and enjoy it."
"Yes." I hissed as he thrust another finger into me hard. Dean stretched me out quickly, and I let my head drop forward as he removed his fingers. Seconds later, I felt the head of his cock pushing against me.
"I love you, Spence," he whispered against my neck as he pushed his large dick into me.
"I love you too, Dean." I moaned, closing my eyes and letting the sensations run over me. With one hard thrust that had me screaming, Dean bottomed out inside of me. He wrapped one arm around my chest as the other hand held my hip.
"This ass is mine, isn't it, Spencer?" Dean hissed as he slowly pulled out of me.
"Yes, all yours," I answered, grunting when he shoved right back into my ass. Since I was a big guy, it wasn't often that I felt safe and protected with a lover. But Dean was even bigger than I am, surrounding me with his body as he fucked me. There wasn't anything else to say as he pounded into my ass. I raised my head and leaned it back onto his shoulder, loving the feel of him against me. "I love the way your cock feels inside of me."
"I love the way your ass wraps around me," Dean replied. He reached down and started stroking my dick in time with his thrusts. Moments later, I was ready to explode. I wrapped one arm back around his hip as I cried out, shooting my cum all over the barn. "Come for me, my love."
"Oh god, Dean." I screamed, dazzled at the heights of pleasure he was taking me to. Dean roared out behind me, filling my ass up with his release. He kept pounding into my ass, still stroking my cock and drawing out both of our orgasms. When I started to come back down from my climax, I reached back and wrapped my arms around his neck. I held him tightly to me, not wanting to get back to reality just yet.
"You know the answer already, Spence. We all do. It's why we're not pushing you one way or the other," Dean whispered against my neck, peppering me with kisses. "You wouldn't be the man we love if you could let Ethan walk away and not help him."
"Thank you," I said, closing my eyes. I finally got what he had been trying to tell me. There really wasn't a decision to make. Not one that I could make and still live with myself. It seemed we were going to add someone to our family, and I was just the last to realize it.
* * * *
After Dean and I were done, we headed into the house through the garage to check out the damage I'd done. I shook my head as I pulled out a pair of lounge pants from the dryer as we walked into the laundry room. He continued into the house laughing as I yanked them on.
"You guys get everything settled?" Ryder asked as I entered the kitchen. He was dancing while chopping vegetables for a salad. I watched for a moment, mesmerized by his swaying hips and ass before answering.
"Yeah, I've got a few things to fix in the garage," I answered sheepishly.
"You think?" Luc chuckled, smiling at me as he set the kitchen table for dinner. Dean gave Ryder a firm smack on the ass and kissed his neck before stealing a carrot.
"Cut that out or no lasagna for you," Ryder playfully chided Dean.
"You made lasagna?" I asked, feeling myself start to drool. Ryder was a fantastic cook, and he knew lasagna was one of my favorites.
"Yes and the breadsticks you like," he answered, giving me a wink. "I thought you could use a pick-me-up with everything going on."
"I don't deserve you," I purred, wrapping my arms around him from behind.
"Yes, you do," Ryder said firmly, glancing up at me. "You okay now?"
"Yeah, Dean set me straight," I replied, kissing the top of his head.
"By shoving my cock in your ass." Dean chuckled, giving Luc a hand.
"We missed you giving up control?" Luc asked, pouting. "I like when that happens."
"I need it more than I think I can admit," I said honestly.
"Well, next time you need to, we have a surprise for you," Ryder replied. He wiggled his ass against my groin as he went back to work. "The council decided on Ethan, he's in."
"In what?" Ethan asked quietly from the doorway. "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I didn't want to interrupt."
"You're fine, Ethan," Dean said, walking over to the man. "How did you sleep?"
"Very well, thank you," he replied softly. "I'm still not sure why you're all being so nice after I tried to kill Spencer."
"Ethan, you didn't try to kill me," I said, watching as Dean hugged the small man. "You hadn't even gotten the gun out yet."
"You know what I mean," Ethan replied, tears filling up his eyes. "I was sent here to kill you, Spencer."
"But you didn't, and I don't think you could have," I stated with conviction, then turned to look at my men. "We're all in agreement then?"
"Yeah, we're in," Dean said, hugging Ethan protectively to him. The one-eighty Dean had done regarding the smaller man would almost be amusing if the circumstances weren't so dire. I felt Ryder nod in my arms as I saw Luc do the same.
"Okay, then let's eat and discuss it," I replied, kissing the top of Ryder's head again before taking the big bowl of salad to the table. I took my seat as Luc grabbed beers for everyone. Once we were all situated and started eating, I figured there was no time like the present. "What do you see happening next, Ethan?"
"I go back and face Mr. Payton's wrath." Ethan shrugged, not looking up at any of us. "That is if you don't turn me over to the cops."
"What if there was another option?" Dean asked gently, reaching out and putting his hand on Ethan's shoulder. "Would you rather stay here with us?"
"And do what?" Ethan answered softly, staring at Dean. "You guys are all really nice and I like you. Especially you, Dean, but I'm dying. I couldn't put you through that."
"What if you didn't have to die?" Ryder asked, glancing at Ethan than me.
"I don't think it's very nice to tease me about that," Ethan said, anger in his voice. "I know I'm a dick for coming here to try and save my family, but picking on me for being sick isn't cool."
"We're not picking on you, Ethan," I replied, deciding just to bite the bullet. "We're different than other people, and we could save you."
"How?" he asked, scrunching his eyebrows together. I gave Ryder a nod, since he was the only other one who could fully control his shift. Ethan watched us with wide eyes as we stood and undressed. As soon as we were naked, we both shifted. "Okay, so you're werewolves."
"You're a lot calmer than I was when I found out." Dean chuckled, taking Ethan's hand. "Aren't you going to freak out?"
"When you have several doctors and specialists tell you that you're going to die, you kind of learn to take everything in stride." Ethan shrugged, still staring at Ryder and me. "What does this have to do with me?"
"We called our council," I answered, shifting back when Ryder did. "If we turned you, it would cure your cancer."
"Shut up." Ethan gasped, his jaw just about hitting the table. I nodded as we got dressed again. "Why would you do that for me?"
"We couldn't just let you walk back out our door knowing you were going to die without our help," Dean said, tears in his eyes. "Spencer saved all of us and gave us a new life, a better life."
"You wouldn't have to be in our bed, Ethan," Luc added, fidgeting with his beer. "I'm not even sure how we'd work this all out, but we got approval from our council to make you like us. You'd have to stay here though and be part of our pack."
"What if I wanted to be in your bed?" he asked, glancing around at us. "You guys are hot and obviously are really great men. I dreamt all my life of having the type of love you all share."
"We're not against it," Ryder answered, taking my hand. "We're all attracted to you, Ethan. But you have to understand, we've built a family here and the idea of adding someone new is scary."
"I think for now, you need to decide if being a werewolf and staying here is something you could live with. The rest we'd have to figure out as we go," I said, giving Ryder's hand a squeeze. "We'd work on a story about how we found you some far away doctor that cured you and I'd handle things with Payton."
"You'd do that for me?" Ethan asked, his eyes filling up with tears. "I'd pay you back, Spencer. I swear I would, however I could. I'll get a job in town, even if it's at a fast food restaurant. I'll do whatever it takes to get my family out of the hot water I put them in."
"Your family's not liable for the medical bills that Payton paid off," I explained, before taking a swig of my beer. "Greg Payton paid them off on his own accord; his threats are pretty much empty, Ethan. He can't go to the authorities. What would he tell them? That you didn't kill me so they have to pay him back?"
"I didn't think of it like that," Ethan replied, trying to pull his hand away from Dean. Instead, Dean pulled him off the chair and sat Ethan on his lap. Tears started falling down Ethan's cheeks as he shook in Dean's arms. "I'm so stupid. He totally played me, didn't he?"
"He took advantage of your situation," Dean said gently, rubbing his hands up Ethan's arms. "You were alone and in a bad place; we've all been there, Ethan."
"You have?" Ethan asked, tilting his neck to look up at Dean.
"Yeah, we have." Dean nodded, glancing at us before continuing. "I lost my leg in a bad car wreck. My partner left me, I couldn't work anymore, and eventually ended up a bum on the street. Spencer, Ryder, and Luc stopped to give me a ride when I was hitchhiking out of Chicago. They turned me and my leg grew back, and it's getting stronger every day."
"How did you become a werewolf?" Ethan asked me, and I went into the tale. I told him about Diego and being run off the road all those years ago. Luckily, Ethan already knew who I was, so I didn't have to go into my past of being a Fallon. But I told him everything else up until the day I met Ryder.
"I think we can wait on the rest of the stories for now," I said, seeing Ryder tense up when I finished. He knew his story was next, and it still hurt him badly to talk about it. "There are a few things you need to know, Ethan."
"Like I couldn't ever tell anyone," Ethan replied, nodding as he wiped away his tears. "Could I see my family again? I mean like go for a visit?"
"Of course," Dean answered, hugging Ethan close. "You'd just have to stick to whatever story we come up with about you getting cured. And we can't give you much time to decide because if your organs go into failure, we can't save you."
"I don't need time to decide!" Ethan giggled, leaning back against Dean's chest. "You guys are handing me my life on a silver platter, literally. Who would be stupid enough to say no to that? I'm not. I'd get to stay here with you, be a part of your lives, and not die. Sign me up."
"Actually, you're right, Ethan," Ryder said, smiling at him. "You wouldn't die, ever. We're immortal."
"Seriously?" Ethan asked, eyes going wide again. "Holy shit! Wow, I go from dying in less than six months to living forever. This is all so surreal!"