A Bevin Hero [The O'Hagan Way 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (14 page)

“Think of it this way. Ya ever watch those movies where ya yell at the TV that they’re being stupid because they’re using little guns to start with and they get their asses handed to them? Then they go back with more firepower and people. And ya sit there and think, ‘Why didn’t ya just do that from the beginning, ya arse weeds?’ Well, we’d be going in with everything right away.”

I thought about that a minute, nodding my head. “I won’t say yes until we see what the Council says. They better have one hell of a fucking plan because I won’t sacrifice my mates for this.”

“But we would sacrifice ourselves if that’s what it takes to keep ya, our family, friends, and everyone we care about safe, Bev,” Rian said gently before kissing my hands. “Ya need to understand that because if we can tip the scale we won’t say no. We just hope ya understand and support us.”

What could I have said to that?
No, I’m a selfish bastard who doesn’t want to lose my mates.
So here we sat and waited for the Council to convene, to decide the fate of my mates.

“Don’t fret, me heart,” Ronan whispered in my ear. “Just remember last night and look forward to all the nights like that to come. I know I will be.”

“You liked it that much?” I whispered in awe. He was three hundred and thirty-three years old. There’s no way the sex we’d had was that good to someone that experienced.

“I would have thought us going three times in a row would have told ya that.” He kissed his mating mark on my neck and I shivered. “Mmm, so good. I know I’ll come back from hell just to feel that again.”

“You better.”

“Always,” he swore.

He’d said that last night too.

“Always, me heart,” Ronan moaned as he thrust into me over and over again, his body wrapped around mine as he buried his face in my neck. “I swear meself to ya always. There will never be another for me, Bevin Innocente. Ya are me one and only true love, now and for always.”

“Yes,” I hissed as I ran my nails down his back. “I will only love you and Rian. We will be a family forever. You can’t ever leave me.”

“Never. Ya are mine now,” he growled. He licked my neck before gently biting me. I yowled loudly and his grip on my hips tightened. I was glad they liked the sounds I made in bed so much because I knew there was no way to change them. It was instinct. I screamed out his name as I came. Amazing how something I’d been so scared of less than twenty-four hours ago I almost craved now with my mates.

Ronan followed me right over, both of us shaking and gasping for air when we came back down from our orgasms. “Wow.”

“Aye. Do ya need sleep yet?”

“Why?”

“I don’t think once be enough,” he mumbled quietly. “I thought I’d lost any chance with ya earlier today. I need ya again, Bev.”

“I’ll suffer through it,” I purred as I tightened my hole around him. “I’m all yours, Ronan.”

“Aye. And don’t ya ever forget,” he growled. He moved off of me and flipped me over in an impressive move, draping himself over my back before fucking me silly again… Twice.

“What are ya thinking about?” Rian asked as he rubbed my thigh. It was then I realized I’d been so lost in last night I’d missed what had been said and that I was sitting there sporting wood. “Is our mate thinking dirty thoughts?”

“It’s hard not to when I’m around you,” I giggled.

“Glad ya not be loopy anymore. Though it was fun. Maybe we’ll get ya drunk a time and again.” He gave me a wink to let me know he was teasing. They’d gone out of their way to make sure I knew they hadn’t been embarrassed or anything by what I’d said.

They were awesome like that.

“Why are ya both sitting there?” One of the O’Hagan Councilmen asked as he and his twin came over. I didn’t know which was which yet. Once I caught their scent, I’d know from then out, but I was out of it when I met them. And I wasn’t there in court with Rylan if they ever said who was who. “What happened now?”

“There’s something we didn’t tell ya all,” Ronan admitted quietly as Council members filed into the room. “Shite. And now there isn’t time. We’re sorry. Just know that. We didn’t tell ya because we didn’t know if ya would have to tell our High Council, and we were scared of what that would mean.”

“We didn’t want to put either of ya in a bad spot,” Rian added. “Don’t hate us.”

“We could never hate ya,” their other dad said. “No matter what, okay? I can’t say we understand what ya saying or what’s going on, but we love ya both. Never doubt that.”

“Thank ya,” they both sighed. Their parents shot them another worried look, Brighid looking almost beside herself now. Yeah, I wouldn’t want my kids up in front of a High Council like this… Well, if I had kids.

“Rian and Ronan O’Hagan, thank you for coming,” Councilman Barnabas Leopold, or his honor as head of the High Council, said to us. “It’s my understanding that King Rylan learned something about you both that we need to know and take into consideration for the upcoming invasion of the Diaz castle. Is this true?”

“Aye,” they both said, standing. I did as well, ready to shit a brick. Once they said this out loud there was no taking it back. No mulligans or
just kidding
. It was out there forever and even after this battle they could be a target for being so strong and being unlike any vampires before them.

“Please explain what it is,” Barnabas hedged, eyeing them over curiously as if feeling the tension in the air.

Ronan took a deep breath and Rian nodded for him to go ahead. It made sense. They were a lot alike but one had to take charge most times. It was definitely Ronan. But not in an overbearing way.

“King Rylan explained that Councilman Dubois has the gift of manipulating metal. Our gifts can help with that.”

“Gifts?” Barnabas asked, his tone showing his shock. “My understanding was you aren’t even three and a half centuries old? That’s young to have found your second gift as a vampire.”

“Aye. But we don’t have just two. We have four.” Ronan flinched when there were a few startled exclamations and several disbelieving snorts.

“
What
?” all the O’Hagans pretty much shouted together. Even I winced at that.

“I’ve witnessed three of the four,” Rylan said loudly, standing at his station. “I’ve never seen an energy blast but my mate assured me it wasn’t something to be done inside. The twins say they can do them in rapid succession which I understand to be rare.”

“Very,” Barnabas agreed. “How long can you do them for? I’ve only seen it from my own mate, and he can only keep throwing them for about twenty minutes before he’s completely wiped.”

“We’ve gone longer than that,” Ronan hedged.

“How long?”

Ronan sighed. “We don’t get tired. We get more energy from using our gifts. We got bored after an hour and figured someone would notice the damage if we kept playing with them so we stopped.”

“That’s not possible,” Councilman Abbott said loudly. “That’s just not possible.”

“Why do ya ask us if ya not going to believe our answers?” Rian snapped. “And people wonder why we didn’t want to tell anyone. We are
not
liars. Want to see?”

“Rian, relax,” Ronan hissed, staring at his brother with wide eyes. I did too. Rian was always calm. I couldn’t believe he was blowing his lid.

“No! We didn’t want anyone to know. The King asked us to tell so we could help because they can’t use their guns and, they won’t risk the Queen going in first or trying to take on Dubois because they might have more tricks up their sleeves. Fine. I get that. We would give our lives for this fight. But we be
just
as honorable as she is. When she came here from another damn
plane
no one batted an eyelash that she had all these gifts and talents.

“We didn’t know that humans could be turned into demons. I didn’t know there were margay shifters and now we’re mated to one. Just because the world is changing and bigger than they think, more out there than they know, I won’t be called a liar. We’re O’Hagans, sons of Councilmen Michan and Manus O’Hagan, and ya impugn our honor by saying we’re lying.”

“Apparently ya do have a button someone can push to make ya anger and explode,” Brighid O’Hagan chuckled. “I’ve never known ya to blow like that, Rian.”

“It would seem so,” my mate agreed, taking several deep breaths. “It wasn’t just me they were picking on, but me twin, and questioning our honor disrespects our mate and our family. I’ll not stand for that.”

“Fair enough. We didn’t mean it like that,” Councilman Abbott said gently. “I honestly wasn’t trying to imply you were lying. Merely mistaken.”

“Then ya just be saying we’re daft,” Ronan drawled. “Rian? Glasses?”

“Aye.” Rian barely blinked an eye and lifted every glass in the room into the air and brought them to our table. “One. Open the window and we can show ya the energy blast.”

“I’d love to see this,” the Queen chuckled. She nodded to the window at the edge of the half circle bench/table thing they all sat at and it opened. Ronan held up his hands, wrists touching, and started shooting something from them. It was weird. I could see it but I couldn’t. Almost like I could see
through
it but the air around it was tightened. Totally bizarre and wicked cool at once.

“Rian, ya want to find us someone to mimic for three?” Ronan asked as he glanced at his twin, still shooting them off.

“How can you talk and look away while doing that?” Barnabas gasped. “Miles has to have complete concentration and he’s twelve hundred years old.”

“I could do it standing on me head if I could stand on me head.” Ronan shrugged. “How can any of us do any of the things we can? Doesn’t affect me.” I watched as Rian moved out from the table and started on the end with King Rylan.

“Margay, no gift to read. Alpha Caven, same. Queen Magdalena, same. Elena Marius, ice, that we know. Desmond Marius, can manipulate the ground, that we want to learn but now’s not the time for his gift, and now can do energy blasts as well. Congratulations,” Rian said with a smile. He kept moving along the bench. “Ronan, Councilman James can talk to animals. Want to learn how to do that?”

“Nah, we learned that from Remus, remember?”

“Right, forgot.”

“Are you saying you can not only read what gifts others have but mimic them?” Councilman James asked with wide eyes.

“Aye. As long as we’re both paying attention,” Rian answered. “Oh! Councilman Leopold can teleport! I always wanted to do that.”

“Oh hell ya!” Ronan stopped his energy blasts and was almost immediately at his twin’s side.

“Faster than most vampires too,” Councilman Abbott mumbled.

“And to think we weren’t accepted as warriors because we were too small,” Rian said with a snicker and bumped fists with Ronan. Apparently my mates were having fun shoving their disbelief in their faces. It made me proud as their mate. Nice to know they’d lie down for no one… Well, except me. “Councilman Leopold, if ya’d please use ya gift.”

“All right,” Barnabas said nervously. He blinked and was sitting next to me. “Hey, Bev. Interesting mates you’ve got.”

“Hot too, right?” I giggled. He rolled his eyes at me as both my mates gave me a wink.

“Got it?” Rian asked Ronan. He nodded, and they teleported to different parts of the room. Bas teleported back to his seat and they did to their original positions.

“So that’s three and four? Reading gifts and being able to mimic them,” Bas confirmed.

“Um, no, we kind of considered that one gift,” Ronan hedged as he glanced at his twin. “But he’s right. It’s really two. Right?”

“Maybe.” Rian shrugged.

“What’s the fourth one then?” Councilman Abbott asked, looking nervous as Ferris had the night before.

“We can drain someone of their energy so they can’t use their gift,” Ronan answered.

“What, no theatrics?” Councilman James drawled.

“It’s not nice to do something to a person without their permission,” Rian answered just as sarcastically. “But if ya are volunteering…” he trailed off.

“I’ll play,” Maverick Danker said from behind me. I turned enough to see the man stand and come forward. “I’m two thousand years old and one of the few to have two gifts. I want to see if they can stop me.”

“Your gift isn’t exactly fit for public display, Mav,” Barnabas drawled. “You need a willing participant who doesn’t mind getting very personal with everyone in this room.”

“My gift isn’t just to give an orgasm,” Maverick chuckled. “Whereas Zane can fry nerve endings, I can stimulate them and choose where. I just normally choose to do it that way.”

“I’ll volunteer. It’s my mates having to prove themselves,” I said as I stood. They both growled at me and I lifted an eyebrow. “He’s not going to touch me to
stimulate
me. Chill.”

“Fine,” Rian bit out. Maverick moved up by us, and I gasped as it felt like someone was moving their hands up my arms with a cool breeze so I had goose bumps. Just as fast as it started, it faded away.

“Holy shit,” Maverick whispered. “Okay, I vouch for them. They can drain someone.”

“How long does the draining last?” Councilman Abbott asked when they released Maverick, immediately coming to hug me.