Hagen, Lynn - Torem [Zeus's Pack 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting ManLove) (17 page)

Dino scooted over to Sidney, running his hands over his mate’s fur. The jaguar’s breathing seemed steady, and he couldn’t find a wound. “Is Sidney going to be okay?” Dino asked.

Chey looked up at Dino, sympathy in his eyes. “Yes, my best friend will be fine. It’s Torem I’m worried about. He’s had an overdose of silver by touching Sidney’s and leaving his in too long.”

Dino nodded. “Get better, fallen angel.” Dino kissed the jaguar’s head and then moved back over to Torem. The wolf was panting, as if he were having a difficult time breathing.

“Can you fix him?” Dino asked, wiping away the tears in his eyes.

“I’m trying, Dino, I’m trying,” Chey said softly. “I’m still pretty new at this.”

Dino fell on his ass and began to pray. There was no way he could lose Torem. The man had just gotten his life back not too long ago and hadn’t even learned how to really have fun yet. Torem was solemn most of the time. The guy just sat back and observed life. Dino, with the help of Sidney, wanted to change that.

Please don’t let me lose him.

“His breathing is slowing down to normal,” Chey reported. “His pulse is slowing as well. I think he’s going to be okay. We need to get them to their room.”

As much as he wanted to, there was no way Dino could carry Sidney, not in cat form. He hefted Torem up, thanking Rave when he pulled Sidney from the floor. The two men managed to get Sidney and Torem up to their bedroom and onto the bed.

“What can I do for them?” Dino asked Rave.

“Just stroke them and be there when they wake up. Their shifter form will heal them.” Rave squeezed his shoulder and left Dino with his mates.

He collapsed in the chair and buried his face in his hands. He wasn’t sure if he could withstand another scare like that.

* * * *

Sidney woke with a killer headache. His hands massaged his temples as he blinked his eyes open.

“Let me get that for you.” Dino removed Sidney’s hands and began a slow circular pattern. “How do you feel, besides the headache?”

“My butt hurts. Did you and Torem play with me while I was asleep?” Man, his own voice was too loud.

Dino laughed softly. “No, you were shot close to it though.”

Sidney stared at Dino as it all came back to him. “Torem, where is he?” He tried to sit up, but his mate held him down.

“Right next to you, fast asleep.”

Sidney slowly turned his head. It hurt to even blink. Torem was in wolf form. “Why is he in his shifter form?”

“He was shot, too. The bullets were silver, and he took more poison into his body by trying to get the bullet out of you with his hands.”

Sidney tried once again to get up. How could Torem do something so reckless?

“Lie down. Chey healed him. All he needs is sleep now.”

“I need a Red Bull.” Sidney groaned as he lay back. “This action-packed life is hard on the nerves.”

“No Red Bull.” Torem spoke from under the covers.

“Mwahahaha. The dead has arisen.” Sidney pulled the covers back and rolled over on top of Torem. “Don’t you ever do something as stupid as touching silver again. I don’t care if it was lodged in my ass. I can take care of myself. You big goof.”

“Are you sure you didn’t give him a sip?” Torem asked Dino.

“No, but right about now, I’d gladly buy him a case.” Dino chuckled.

Sidney was relieved to see his mate was all right. He curled up in Torem’s arms and thanked his lucky stars they both survived.

Dino toed his shoes off and climbed next to them, kissing each man. “Don’t you two ever scare me like that again.”

* * * *

Sidney laughed as Torem and Dino shot pool at Theo’s. He had never seen two more competitive men. They both growled and snapped at one another as they took their turns.

“Looks like feeding time at the zoo.” Trevor chuckled. “They always this snarly?”

“Nah, they’re great. Usually.”

“Sorry to hear the pack didn’t catch the culprit who shot you and Torem.”

“I know. They’ll reveal who they are sooner or later.”

“I got something for you from Chey.” Trevor slipped a Red Bull out of his pocket and handed it to Sidney. “He says he promised you one. Why the hell do I feel like I’m slipping you drugs?”

Sidney laughed and took it. “Because the sugar whacks me out.”

“Then give it back.” Trevor held his hand out.

“Not on your life.” Sidney cracked open the can and chugged as Trevor chased him around the tavern to get the can out of his hands. He belched and wiped his mouth, smiling as he stopped running and handed the empty can to Trevor. “Thanks.”

“Don’t thank me. I have a feeling Torem and Dino are going to try to stick me out in the sun for this,” Trevor grumbled. “Next time buy your own sugar fix.”

“Aye, aye, captain and tally-ho.” Sidney saluted him. “Where’s that damn barmaid?”

Trevor and Sidney looked around until they spotted her over by the pool table. “I’ve had it with her lecherous ways.” Sidney hiked up his pants and stomped over there, tapping the woman on her shoulder. When she turned around, he snarled. “Listen, you harlot, stay away from my men.” He shoved his thumb into his chest. “And Trevor’s, too.”

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

“I see the way you stare at them and flaunt yourself.” Sidney growled.

She leaned in closer, whispering in Sidney’s ear. “Honey, I’m just as gay as you. I hang out with
your
men to attract the chicks.”

Sidney felt his face flush from total embarrassment. Torem and Dino stood on the other side of the pool table with knowing smirks on their faces. Crap, he had gone and done it again. Only this time he was busted right from the get-go.

“Well, all righty then. Would you happen to know where a bingo hall is?”

She grinned and winked at Sidney. “I go all the time. The hot babes hang out there. I can take you with me if you want.”

Sidney glanced at his mates with a pleading look, excited that he had finally found someone who knew how to have real fun. Torem seemed to be the one who took mercy on him. “You can go, on one condition. We go with you.” He pointed between himself and Dino.

“As long as you don’t try and pick up the hot babes,” Sidney countered.

“Not a chance when we have a fallen angel,” Dino said as he walked around the pool table and pulled Sidney into his arms.

“Aw, geez, I am hot, aren’t I?”

“Hotter than summer in Brazil, baby.”

Sidney melted like butter at Dino’s words. The romantic fool had him grinning from ear to ear. “Rack those balls up and I’ll show you how a real man plays.” Sidney pulled from Dino’s arms and bounced around the table. “Winner gets an all-expenses-paid trip to my bed.”

“Dude, we sleep in the same bed,” Dino reminded him.

“Don’t complicate the rules here,” Sidney warned his mate. “I’ll draw a line down the center of it, and you won’t be able to touch me.”

Dino and Torem surrounded Sidney, their hands all over him like an octopus. “Okay, you can touch me.” He giggled.

Sidney held on to his men, praying they never let him go.

* * * *

Chey fell back, exhausted from healing Kamiko. He felt like his insides were boiling from the man’s memories. It was abhorrent how one human being could do that to another.

The only thing he wanted to do was sleep for the next ten years.

“Is he well now?” Takeo asked, petting the sleeping man’s back.

“He’ll always have the memories. He’ll just be more at peace with them now. Better able to handle them. Take him to his bedroom, please. Kamiko needs rest. Stay with him, he shouldn’t wake alone.”

Takeo gently lifted the small man into his arms and bowed to Chey. “Thank you.” He turned, walking into the shadows and disappearing.

“You could have used the door,” Chey mumbled as he closed his eyes. He would see Kamiko’s memories until his body absorbed the energy and dispersed them, and then they would fade away, as if he never saw them in the first place. Why did there have to be a ying and yang to his gift? Chey wanted to scrub the images from his brain with a Brillo pad.

He prayed sleep took him soon so the sight of Kamiko being violated again and again would stop tormenting him.

* * * *

Dino looked over the plans on the makeshift table. Zeus had added a few more rooms, one being a small chapel. Dino would gladly build that room himself.

He scratched his thumbnail over his chin, wondering how Quinn was doing with Tristan. Mickey had agreed to move, but he wasn’t too happy about it.

“You look like you’re thinking too hard.” Torem kissed his temple as he and Sidney approached.

“Just thinking about Quinn and Tristan,” he admitted as he rolled up the prints. “You think maybe we should move them into the house where Tristan can be around other shifters?”

“I think that’s a great idea. But Tristan has to agree.” Sidney beamed at Dino. “Look at my man, all considerate and shit. You make me the happiest burrito around.”

“Has he been in those damn drinks again?” Dino asked Torem.

“Been dry for a few days now. That’s the real him. Scary, isn’t it?” Torem laughed as Sidney smacked his arm.

“I’m not an alcoholic, you know. It was a damn energy drink. Besides, I get to play bingo tonight.” Sidney pumped both arms in the air.

Dino would never figure out how a grown man could love the game so much. Sidney was definitely unique, in his own quirky sort of way.

Dino wouldn’t change him or Torem. He loved his men and the new life they gave to him, to his human world and his heart.

* * * *

Torem slipped through the bedroom door, balancing the tray of breakfast food in one hand and the steaming mug of coffee he was sipping on in the other. He sat the tray on the dresser and walked over to the bed, pulling the blanket back.

“Fuck.”

Sidney was lying between Dino’s legs, a large cock stuck in his mouth. He grinned up at Torem and shrugged. “Breakfast,” he said around Dino’s shaft.

“I brought you some, but that looks much better.” Torem tossed his robe onto the chair and pulled his underwear off. “So much better.”

He knelt behind Sidney and grabbed the lube that was conveniently lying on the mattress. “Had this planned, did ya?”

“Maybe.” Sidney slurped around Dino’s cock. Torem’s dick jerked at the sound.

“Little devil.” Torem slid his slicked fingers into Sidney’s ass.

“Fallen angel,” Dino corrected with a moan.

Fuck if his mates weren’t a balm to his soul. Chey may have taken the pain of the memories away, but his mates were the ones who were healing him.

“Ready, babe?”

Sidney stuck his ass in the air and wiggled it back and forth. Torem took a moment to stare down at his men. His insecurities vanished, and his heart swelled with love for the first time in his life. These two completed him, and Torem would forever be grateful that fate had given them to him.