“I get it, but why hide it from your friends?” Calix asked.
Brooks looked at Pilar and said grimly, “We didn’t know in the beginning, and then it was a matter of trying to figure out who they really were. So we made personas to help. The prophesy that Pilar and her brother had come to believe their entire lives was not correct. We didn’t see the clues until Rissa found them. Pilar’s own history book has been lost. We had a bunch of pieces to the puzzle that didn’t fit, none of it made sense. Well, until now. We know that whatever the Seer foretold was only part of the story; our parents were not able to help us plan for what happened. Something back then, effected what should have been.”
“You didn’t fail,” Calix said softly. “Life is never clear, things happen. My mother told me a long time ago, the Seers can predict what they want, but they never take into account our choices. Everything can change in the blink of an eye if only one thing changes. Which is why the Seers are so unpopular, why many of them refuse to admit they have the power. I mean the future is just that, something that lies ahead. It’s ever changing.”
Pilar leaned back and thought. “That may be, but I could really use someone to guide me in the way we are supposed to be going. You know.”
“I think maybe we need to think about how we go on from here. Trust has been questioned, and there is going to be a lot of healing going on before we can move forward,” Brooks said.
“How do you feel about all this? We haven’t even had a chance to talk about it all?” Pilar asked Calix warily.
“The silver is almost gone, I can tell you that,” Calix said and felt his fangs lengthen a little.
“Really?” Pilar said with disbelief.
Calix laughed and then moved a little. He had begun to feel aroused a few minutes ago when he was looking at Pilar; he knew the silver was almost gone from him then. But Calix had ignored it. He wanted to hear the story, but as the minutes wore on, he was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Something they were going to have to talk about.
“Uh…yeah,” Calix said and then laughed harder when Pilar’s eyes were drawn to his pants.
*****
Two weeks, three hours, sixteen minutes, and thirty-four seconds since Pilar had announced to Calix and Brooks she needed to get to know Calix before they mated. Both men had respected her decision, but as the days went by, they both were finding it harder and harder to concentrate. The mating call was pulling him in every direction.
For the first few days he had been fine, so had Brooks. They had spent every waking moment with each other. Getting to know one another, and trying to work through the mess that was now the Drekinn Pack. The members of the Pack were divided and the situation was going to come to a head soon. There was no question in Calix’s head.
Pilar and Brooks tried to talk to everyone, and as of yet, nothing was settled. The arguments had been loud and messy. It was going to be interesting. However, it had made it easier to get to know each other. The emotions were high, and more than one evening, Brooks and Calix had insisted on keeping Pilar out of the stressful atmosphere and in their apartment.
They had been able to talk about each other, and what they wanted in the future as opposed to the yelling and screaming they could sometimes hear. Brooks and Calix had worked to assure Pilar there was nothing to be done until everyone calmed down. The worst was seeing her brother, who was staying in her apartment currently, so depressed.
Rissa had kicked him out of their rooms, and Simon had been working to make things right. Which led Pilar to hang out with them more since Simon had to visit Phillip in her rooms; it made for an interesting time.
His only regret, he was not able to woo Pilar like he would have if they had not been limited on where they could go. Kade had issued an edict that no one was allowed off the compound grounds until further notice. Basically, he wanted Gio and Hope to remain there until they figured everything out.
“What are we going to have for dinner tonight?” Brooks yelled as he walked in the door. It had been this way since three days after he moved in. Calix discovered Brooks was completely inept in the cooking department. He had no clue how the man had survived for so long without learning how to cook. Calix enjoyed working in the kitchen and had taken over cooking for the three of them easily.
“We are having steaks, twice baked potatoes, and asparagus. How was the great room today?” Calix said from the kitchen where he had begun to prepare the food. The great room was where everyone generally met daily. Since the blow up, the room had turned into a sparring center.
“Very quiet. It seems that everyone has actually run out of names to call each other. This is a good thing, Calli has a long list, if she is out already, we may stand a chance actually seeing the end of this soon,” Brooks said from the doorway.
“How is Pilar?” Calix asked slowly.
“Quiet. The mating call has to be riding her hard. If she feels even an ounce of what we are feeling, we are going to have to talk about why she is holding back,” Brooks said. “I think she is freaked out about something.”
“Is it because everyone seems to be pissed that you were hiding something?” Calix asked. “They are going to have to come to terms with it, the Council.”
“I think it is because everything we have been through and to find out that Pilar and Phillip actually are children of the Chosen and didn’t tell them is the problem. I mean, no one knew they survived. If the Prentiss find out, it is going to get so much worse. They will hunt us relentlessly,” Brooks said.
“Like they aren’t doing that now?” Pilar said from the doorway and smiled a little and walked in.
“How are the girls?” Brooks asked.
“Kiki, Syd, Trina, and Sabrina are actually talking to me. However, Calli, Cherri, and Rissa are not, they leave right when I walk in a room,” Pilar said sadly.
“Oh, baby,” Calix said and opened his arms. Pilar walked to him and allowed him to comfort her. Brooks rolled his eyes and shook his head; if he would have done that, she would have spit at him.
“I can’t get them to listen,” Pilar whispered.
“You could have asked for help,” Brooks snapped.
Pilar pulled back from Calix and looked over her shoulder. “Like you have been there for me all these years?”
“Damn it, when are you going to let it go?” Brooks ground out.
“Hey, let’s have a nice dinner and talk about it,” Calix said.
“Using your therapy voice again?” Pilar laughed.
“I think it is time to have a talk about all this.” Calix shrugged.
The three proceeded to get everything ready, once they were all settled and had their food in front of them. Calix continued.
“So, Pilar, you are pissed about what exactly?” Calix said.
Pilar rolled her eyes. “Really? He ignored our mating.”
“No I didn’t. I tried to make sure that we wouldn’t do anything stupid and miss our chance with Calix. We knew we had to wait. I didn’t want there to be a temptation,” Brooks growled.
Pilar snorted. “Right. It was easier for you.”
“No,” Brooks exploded. “It was not. I have been whacking off for so long, I am pretty sure I am going to have arthritis soon.”
Calix smiled and then looked at Pilar who was shaking her head and biting her lip. He could tell she wanted to forgive him. He had seen the longing she looked at him with for the last few weeks. These two had been through a lot together. Calix should be the one who felt left out, but he didn’t. He felt like he was where he belonged.
They finished their meal in silence. Calix didn’t even attempt to speak again, he was waiting to see if they would finally work this out. It was driving him nuts; the mating call was too strong.
“I am going to my room,” Pilar said snappishly and stood.
“The hell you are,” Brooks said and stood as well. Calix sat back and grinned while he watched Brooks put a shoulder to her waist and lift her over his shoulder and wal
k quickly to the main bedroom.
“Let the fun begin.” Calix laughed and followed slowly, listening to Pilar scream at Brooks to let her down.
“You lowlife muther fucking shifter envying piece of shit,” Pilar bellowed when Brooks threw her on the bed.
“You have a decision to make. Either we are mates or you are leaving here for good, because I have had enough of this shit. The call is making us all nuts, and you are holding out. I am done with that. Either we are or we aren’t…choose,” Brooks said grimly.
“You can’t make me choose,” Pilar said grimly.
“Yes, I can,” Brooks said and put his hands on his hips.
“You haven’t even kissed me, for all we know there is no spark,” Pilar said and scrambled to the other side of the bed where Calix was standing.
“Baby, I don’t think we are going to have to worry about that.” Calix grinned and pulled her up to him and covered her mouth with his without warning.
Pilar didn’t even have a moment to react, not that she would have.
At first, his lips pressed hard against her own, but then Calix eased up on the kiss and turned it into a seduction. His hands roamed over every inch of her body then under her skirt, to her ass, the skirt she had worn deliberately tonight. He massaged and squeezed her ass while his tongue explored her mouth. She moaned and the atmosphere in the room took a turn.
Calix lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him with enthusiasm. He was large, the weeks of recovery had built back up his physique, his wide shoulders and bulging muscles were impressive but it truly made it difficult to hug him, she of course did her best.
He couldn’t get enough of her, slowly he released her lips and kissed along her shoulder and neck. She felt Brooks behind her, he moved the sweater she had been wearing off her arms where it had fallen down. Her tank top and skirt quickly disappeared before she could form two words together.
Calix caressed her arms then Brooks was pressed against her back again. He lifted her long hair off her shoulders just before she felt his lips singe her skin. She closed her eyes and absorbed the feeling of them finally touching her.
“So damn beautiful,” Calix muttered and kissed her lips softly.
She opened her eyes to find both men staring at her. Brooks still pressed against her, she felt his erection in the small of her back and moved, teasing him a little.
“You have me so hard right now,” Brooks whispered into her ear and she shivered.
Calix stepped back to take in the sight of her; she had worn her sexiest underwear tonight, hoping her mates would finally claim her.
“Fucking hot,” Calix said and reached toward her. Trailing a finger from her throat down to her belly, between her breasts straight to her mound. With his finger, he drew circles over the silky thong panties. She moaned and pressed against his finger instinctively, and he chuckled.
“Brooks, we have a sexy mate, she is going to love being between us,” Calix muttered to his friend and grinned when Pilar moaned, closing her eyes shying away a little. She didn’t know they were going to talk during this; it was embarrassing that she knew so little about sex.
“Brooks, look at our woman, see how wet she is for us already,” Calix whispered and she felt Brooks step to the side and when she opened her eyes she saw the look of pure hunger on Brooks's face. Something she had been waiting for what seemed like forever.
They began to undress before her. Both men were a work of art. When Brooks pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground she sucked in a breath, he was magnificent. Next came his pants and she almost giggled when she saw he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Pilar swallowed hard and looked at him without shame and licked her lips unconsciously, he was freaking huge.
Calix followed suit, pulling off his shirt and revealing the muscles she had just been admiring. His chiseled abs and perfect chest. Damn, she was lucky, they were like centerfold models, and they were all hers. Her body hummed with desire and she wondered for a moment if she could do this. Then she grinned and wondered how fast she could get naked.
Calix pulled her to him and kissed her again. She felt Brooks hook his fingers around her panties and tug them off, her bra unhooked and melted away so nothing stood between them.
“Look at you,” Brooks whispered and ran a hand down her back and she moaned softly into Calix’s mouth. “Perfection.”
Calix lifted her up and laid her back on the bed and then stood between her legs staring at her body. He ran his hands across her breast softly and whispered, “You were made just for us,” before he let a finger trace her nipple.
She arched against his hand, silently begging him to take her. His eyes widened and he looked at her seriously. “Are you sure?”
She looked at them with a shocked expression and said, “Are you seriously asking me that now? Hell yes, I want you both now.”
Calix grinned and picked up a wrapper from the nightstand and opened the foil wrapper. “I need to be inside you.”
Pilar moaned and grabbed onto his shoulders when he leaned over her. “It’s my first time,” she whispered and Calix pulled back and looked at her with a heated gaze.
“We will be your only,” Calix said and kissed her deeply, drinking from her lips and showing her how much the gift meant to him. When he pulled back, Brooks was at the side of them, turning her head and capturing her mouth as well.
“You are everything,” Brooks whispered when he pulled back, and she had never felt so cherished in her whole life.
Calix lowered himself and pushed slowly into her, she gasped at the invasion and then relaxed as she felt herself adjusting to his presence inside her. His cock felt so good yet so big inside her, she took deep breaths as he slowly pushed to her barrier. She looked up at him and smiled, then nodded and he pushed swiftly through her virginity as she cried out.
“Only pleasure now, baby,” Calix muttered and kissed her softly, allowing her to catch her breath.
Finally, he felt her relax and she sighed. Pilar felt him move, and she absorbed every touch as he made love to her. He leaned back and Brooks latched onto her breast and sucked in her nipple.
Pilar thought she had died and gone to heaven, both men touching her so lovingly, she knew by the end of the night she would be completely satisfied. The difference of their touch was amazing and intoxicating.
Calix was forceful and demanding, while Brooks was a little more soft and dominating all in one. Brooks teased her breasts gently at first as Calix moved in and out of her slowly, both of them driving her out of her mind. The sensations that gripped her were foreign; she had never felt so stimulated, so out of control. It was a heady feeling, one she never wanted to lose.
Calix increased his speed and Brooks pinched and teased her breasts until she was writhing beneath them, crying out for something she just didn’t know what. Brooks licked and tugged, eliciting a response and giving her more sensations until she felt like she was going to explode.
“So good,” Calix muttered and pushed into her again. “So tight. Ours,” he ground out and then opened his eyes and looked at her passion filled body.
“Calix,” she gasped when he lifted her hips slightly until he was holding her off the bed, and he began to pound into her. She gasped as he hit her clit; the rush of pleasure seemed to sizzle in the air.
Pilar could feel the connection humming around them. She saw his incisors lengthen and she wanted to cheer for joy, he was going to claim her finally. She felt her dragon huff inside her with acceptance of finally being with her mates.
Brooks reached between them and gently moved a finger over her bud and she gasped again, feeling her pussy flutter around Calix’s cock. Her mate closed his eyes as if to control himself. When he opened them, she grinned, he was close to the edge, so was she.
Slowly he pulled back and then thrust into her and she moaned and turned her head to the side, giving him her neck as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to
her. Brooks pulled away and watched as Calix fell on her and with a shout, thrust into her and then sank his teeth in her neck.
She felt the pierce of his fangs and screamed as her climax flowed over her, she had never felt so content as she held onto the pleasure that rippled over her. It was amazing, and if she could have opened her eyes, she would have seen the look of satisfaction on Calix’s face. Instead, she opened her mouth and bit him quickly on the shoulder and felt him tense and yell as he orgasmed again with her claim.
He slumped over her and kissed her gently as she came down from her high, not feeling complete; she opened her eyes and smiled at Calix, kissing him and then waited as he pulled out of her before turning and looking at Brooks who was clutching his hard erect cock.
“That was so fucking sexy,” he muttered and she grinned.
“Really?” She laughed.
“Hell yeah, now, ride me, baby,” he whispered and turned on his back, pulling her onto him.
Pilar felt his erection pressing against her belly as she rolled on top of him and she sighed when he cupped the back of her head and held her until she looked him in the eye.
“We are going to seal our bond, baby, and then you will be ours forever,” Brooks said and stared at her intently.
Pilar felt a lump of emotion in her throat but she nodded and stared down at him and smiled. She leaned forward and kissed him deeply. His hands running over her, squeezing her ass, and she wanted to laugh. He had a fascination with her ass, and she loved it. She knew having two lovers meant they would take her there. The girls had spoken of it, and she shivered with anticipation for that day.
She widened her legs until they were straddling him, leaving her wide open to slip inside her. She grinned when she saw he had already put a condom on, she hadn’t noticed it before. He was more than ready, she thought and then moved until his cock was at her gate. Kissing him, still she reached between them and grasped his erection, holding it still as she maneuvered herself onto him.