Authors: Cooper McKenzie
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. He 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. Lifting 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.
“Fuck me, Garrett. Please fuck me,” Winter said softly, knowing he was begging, but needing to be one with this man, his mate.
When his man swore and started to leave him, he reached up and wrapped his arms around Garrett’s back. “Don’t leave me!”
“Shhh, sexy. I’m not leaving. I’ve got to get some lube, so I don’t hurt you when I mate with you.” Garrett leaned so close his lips moved against Winter’s as he spoke.
“Second drawer,” Winter said and pointed to a small set of drawers between the couch and the corner of the room.
Garrett nodded and moved away. Thankfully he returned before Winter had a chance to miss him. Wanting to help, Winter pulled his legs to his chest and then spread them so his knees were practically in his armpits. He held them out of the way as Garrett slicked the lube over his pucker.
He sucked a breath and tried to relax everything from the waist down as his mate slid one finger deep into his back hole. Seconds later he pulled out and replaced the single digit with two. Winter couldn’t fight down the groan that started at his toes when Garrett added a third finger.
“Please, Gar, please fuck me now.” He panted as the fingers in his ass twisted back and forth then spread apart, gently stretching him further.
“I don’t want to hurt you, sexy,” Garrett said, moving to kneel on the bed, his thighs brushing against Winter’s lower back.
“You won’t. Please fuck me now.”
He sighed as the fingers left him, then took a deep breath when he felt the larger, blunted tip of Garrett’s cock press for entry. “Yesss,” he hissed as the thick, full length pushed in him until he felt Garrett’s balls brush his skin.
He couldn’t keep from tightening his muscles around the intruder as he watched pleasure fill Garrett’s face.