A Bevin Hero [The O'Hagan Way 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (8 page)

Once I was done with his hair, rinsed and all, they came up for air.

“Our mate has been so good to us, pleading with his King on our behalf, trying to let us in, allowing us into his suite, and giving us a taste of him, hasn’t he?” Ronan asked, knowing full well what me answer would be. I leaned in and kissed Bev’s right shoulder as Ronan did the same to the left.

“Aye. He be the most amazing mate ever.”

“I think we should give him a taste of his fantasy then, huh?”

“It’s our duty as his mates,” I agreed.

“It’s what any good mate
would
do,” he purred as he slowly kissed down Bev’s body. I did the same from behind, rubbing me hand between the cheeks of his firm little ass to make sure the soap was all gone.

“His skin is so soft,” I moaned. “I think he be the best pillow and blanket. I just want to wrap around him forever.”

“Aye. If he keeps making those pretty yowls we’re never going to let him out of bed.” Bev shivered and I smiled. Guess he liked the idea.

“I’m going to come,” he whimpered as he leaned one hand against the tile.

“Then we better get to work,” I growled. I dropped to me knees and buried me face in his ass. Dear god, his ass even tasted like heaven! I heard Ronan going to work on Bev’s cock as our mate kept making those sultry sounds before screaming that he was coming. We kept going until he was spent and his legs gave out. I caught him, smiling when he curled against me and started purring furiously.

“Fuck, that’s sexy. He purrs,” Ronan moaned. I nodded. I couldn’t agree more. “I think we’re close to our hour.”

“Fuck it,” Bev sighed. “That was awesome. I’ve waited for Rylan so many times while he got it on with his mates. I can be a little late.”

“Aye, but we’re not his favorite people,” I chuckled. “Let’s not give him another reason to be pissed at us.”

“Good point, but I don’t think I can stand just yet,” he giggled. He blinked up at me, smiling widely, and I felt me heart skip a beat. Damn, he was pretty.

“Just how I like me heart to feel after our loving,” I assured him. Ronan took him from me and I quickly showered while he helped Bev. Then we quickly switched. Okay, maybe not all that quickly because I got distracted when I saw Bev eyeing us over like his favorite meal. “Once more.”

“Once more what?” he asked and then yelped as I lifted him up.

“Once more tasting ya,” I growled. I picked him up easily and leaned him against the tiles, moving his thighs over me shoulders before swallowing down his cock.

“Oh fuck!” he screamed in pleasure as he grabbed me hair roughly. “Oh shit! So strong. So hot! Oh my
god
! Yes. Please!”

“Please what, Bev?” Ronan asked for me. I had me mouth full after all.

“Please finger me too! This is amazing,” he begged.

Ronan soaped up my hand and I pushed three fingers into Bev’s partially stretched hole. “Just remember we like the begging, me heart.”

“I swear I will!” Bev cried out in bliss and rode me fingers as I kept swallowing him down. He came hard and I moaned at the taste of him.

“I know. Never tasted cum as good as his,” Ronan chuckled as he stepped out of the shower. Amen to that. Our mate’s cum tasted similar to his blood and scent, like chocolate buttercream frosting and dark cherries. Delicious and my favorite.

I pulled off Bev and lowered him before quickly rinsing us again. Then I turned off the water and handed our sated mate over to Ronan who was waiting with a towel.

“I’m all sexed up,” Bev giggled as me twin dried him. “And neither of you has even fucked me yet. Can we do that tonight?”

“I think ya need to eat and recover ya strength first,” I hedged, glancing him over. Why was he acting like he was high? “We might have pushed ya too hard. Ya acting a little goofy there.”

“Yeah, he is,” Lavache agreed. “Riley should be at dinner. We’ll ask him.”

“I’m just happy!” Bev admitted, still giggling. “Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve even been naked with a man touching me? And not hot ones like you guys. And
two
. And no one’s ever eaten out my ass or lifted me up to blow me like that. Fuck, that was hot.” The last words came out a little slurred, and he swayed when Ronan set him on his feet.

“Shite,” I swore and we quickly got him dressed, Lavache helping to find suitable clothes. I didn’t even mind the warrior seeing Bev naked right then.

“Your brothers brought over your bags so you’d your things,” he told us quickly as he pointed them out. We nodded and threw on something so fast I didn’t even bother with underwear. The moment me sneakers were on, I grabbed Bev from Lavache and took off. “Wait!”

“Warrior, ya have to keep up. We need to get him to the doc!” I shouted over me shoulder, not willing to wait for him. “Hang on, me heart.”

“I’m all good. Sexed good,” Bev slurred, his eyes fluttering. We reached the hallway by the throne room and realized we had no clue where we were going. There was another guard there and I turned to him.

“Dining hall. Where?” I barked out.

“You’re not to be alone with Lord B—”

“Where is it?” Ronan snarled. “We need the doc. He’s acting funny.”

“Oh shit,” the guard said and pointed down the hall. “Last door on the left.” We nodded and raced off. I skidded to a halt when we entered and there were people everywhere.

“Riley!” I called out. “We need the doctor!”

“What happened?” Ma asked as she darted over to us.

“They sexed me up
soooo
good,” Bev giggled. “Hi mommy-in-law. Nice to meet you. Love the hair.”

“Oh, he’s going to kill us later for letting him meet her when he was like this,” Ronan groaned.

“Aye.”

“Ya had sex with him after what he’d been through?” Ma asked, her tone disapproving.

“Not
sex
sex per se,” I hedged. Wow. That wasn’t an awkward conversation or anything.

“No they just—”

“I beg ya not finish that sentence, Bev,” Ronan groaned as he covered our mate’s mouth.

“I got Riley,” Brian said as he jogged over with the doc. He must have heard the commotion when we came running in and went off on his own to get him. I gave him a nod of thanks and sat with Bev on me lap so Riley could look him over.

“Okay, give us some space, guys,” Riley said gently as me entire family crowded. They took about three steps back collectively and he rolled his eyes. “Fill me in.”

“We were saying we were sorry while we cleaned him up,” I hedged, choosing me words carefully.

“I came
three
different times,” Bevin giggled loudly, even going as far as to hold up three fingers. “It was
awesome
, doc. They’re very creative. And
god
are they hot. And hung! They have matching cocks that are so—” And I covered up his mouth again.

“We didn’t take any blood. But this doesn’t seem like he’s not had enough rest. Nor dehydration,” I said as I ignored Bevin’s purring as he licked me hand. “Me heart, ya need to behave. Ya not helping.”

Before Riley could say anything, the King came racing over with his mates. “What did you do to him now?” He narrowed his eyes at me hand. “Remove your hand this instant! Let him speak as to what you’ve done.” I sighed and did it, bracing.

“They sexed me up, Ry!” Bevin squealed. “Rian lifted me up so I was sitting on his shoulders and then he swallowed my—”

The King moved so fast he was a blur. When he stopped,
his
hand was over Bevin’s mouth.

“Thank ya, ya majesty,” I mumbled. “Ya can guess why we don’t want our
parents
hearing that.”

“I would think not. You got him?”

“Aye.” I quickly put me hand there after Rylan removed his. “Could it be a loopy side effect of lack of sugar? I read that could have crazy effects on a person. Maybe he just needs to eat?”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen someone act like
that
because of low glucose,” Riley said, letting out a snicker before he bit his lip. “It’s like he’s high.”

“Um, I don’t think it’s his glucose,” Rylan groaned. He looked at Bev and swore. “His pupils are the size of fucking saucers.”

“What does that mean?” Ronan asked, his tone panicked. I felt the same.

“Did he bite you yet?” the King inquired instead. We both shook our heads. “When you were
cleaning
him, did he, um, well, mark you?”

“Like pee on us as cats do in the wild?” I blurted out, me eyes going wide.

“No,” Rylan groaned. I stared at him blankly and wasn’t paying attention because our mate moved like a flash and pulled me hand off his mouth and jumped off me lap.

“Oh yeah I marked them! Inside and out. They’ve had it on them
and
tasted it!” He did a little victory dance, shaking his pert little ass that got me hard even with the crazy circumstances. “I marked the hot godlike men with the big dicks who have the most talented mouths in the world!”

“Bev!” Rylan growled. “You know the rules! You bite your mates before you can mark them. We’re taught that before we learn about the birds and bees.”

“I wasn’t planning it, Ry! They jumped me in the shower. And I mean, they’re
really
talented. I was all gooey. And the next thing I know I’m marking them. I mean, come
on
, they’re hawt!”

“Oh!” I gasped, getting it. “Ya mean mark with—oh! Aye, yeah, he did that.” I felt me cheeks heat up slightly and shot Ronan a look. I saw he more than understood too but had the decency to keep his mouth shut. “Okay, so how do we help Bevin?”

“You don’t,” Rylan sighed. “My parents used to tell me it was a margay’s punishment for premarital sex basically. Total crap but that’s what parents tell their kids so they don’t go knocking boots with everyone when they’re horny buggers and getting into trouble. Anyways, when we bite and claim our mates, there’s a happy chemical released, not quite like when you guys bite us, but happy still. But it also changes your scent so you smell claimed.

“If a margay marks their mate before claiming them, the hormone, drug, whatever, goes into
their
system and dopes them up. Like a punishment for not claiming their mates but just being intimate as if saying you can’t be intimate with their mate and not accept the gift fate gave you. And with him having
two
mates, he got double the dose.”

“Hey, if he’s not accepting you guys, I will,” another margay purred. “I’d love to have hot, huge, Irish twins. And from what Bevin said about how talented you are—”

“Mine!” Bevin snarled and leapt towards us. He landed on Ronan first and sank some scary-looking teeth in me twin’s neck.

“Shite!” Ronan hissed as he held Bev to steady their weight. “Aye, I’m yours.”

“You didn’t have to hit me, Bev,” the margay bitched. I glanced at him and saw he had bleeding claw marks healing on his face. Holy crap! Our mate was that fast!

“Bev comes from a very old, very powerful bloodline of my people,” Rylan explained as if guessing what I was thinking. I nodded and seconds later had me arms full of mate.

“Mine too,” he growled.

“Aye, all yours, me heart,” I soothed and then winced as he bit me roughly. Okay then! I looked to the King. “Will this help him?”

“Slightly but no. It will last a good forty-eight hours probably. Maybe more because there are two of you. It will be like he’s high, during the full moon, with no filter between his mouth and brain all in one.”

“Pay attention,” Bevin growled as he pulled out his teeth. They went back to normal and he mashed his mouth to mine. “I just made you mine and you’re talking to others.”

“Only because I was concerned for ya. I’m thrilled ya claimed me.”

“Good, because I expect to be shown that all night with cock and tongue,” he purred. “Lots of cock and tongue. Like I want to bounce on both all night and into the morning.”

“As our mate wishes,” I agreed, trying to ignore me family all right there.

“I better handle calling the covens and dealing with the deal Bevin said he was going to broker,” Ferris groaned. “No way he can talk to them like this.”

“I’m sorry, my love. I know you hate playing diplomat,” Rylan chuckled.

“We didn’t mean to step on any toes, but we already started,” me da Manus said. “Caleb’s agreed of course and directed all his covens the same. The only coven we can’t get to answer us yet is the Paris coven.”

“We should get our people out of there anyways,” Rylan said. “We don’t know what’s going on there. At least temporarily. Make up an excuse about visiting the new palace.”

“Yes, especially because they’re going to invade the palace as soon as they get plans,” Bevin said calmly as he purred against me. “Jon was going to deliver them to Dubois with either Riley or Damian’s dead bodies and several fae to experiment on so they can figure out a way to incapacitate the ‘fae bitch’s’ power.” He held up his hands and did air quotes. “I’m assuming they mean the Queen. Which is just rude. She’s not a bitch. She rocks it out.”