Ezra
I know the moment Kat marks Mateo, and instead of it upsetting Maddox, it only makes our pull to Kat stronger, for a reason neither of us could explain. It is dull because he isn’t directly marked by me yet, but through Kat’s bond. I can feel Mateo is ecstatic, though it worries me because he hasn’t marked her yet. Why would he hesitate? He’d wanted her the moment he’d set eyes on her.
And we want him. It is still hard to believe that not only I do, but Maddox does as well. I couldn’t explain it if I tried, but with how everything is lining up, it just feels right in all ways. He is a man, and that part is a little harder to wrap my head around, but in the end, it doesn’t matter.
I want to mark him, I desperately want to mark him as my own. The feeling is new, but I have to wonder if Mateo has always been ours for the taking. Had he known all this time? Bonds are still a mystery on how they work, but somehow my Kat is the key to unlocking the full potential of all of us, breaking through a chain we’d never known was wrapped around our throats.
Maybe if Mateo hadn’t lost his mate, he would never have spoken up about the fact he knew we belonged together from the start. I have no doubt now that he knew then, and it explains, after all the years, why he stayed and endured what he did with Maddox. I was never his chosen mate, Kat was, and he loved her on his own before the bond between them formed. Now I understand why he killed his mate so easily. It wasn’t just for Kat, it was for what we are meant to be.
I owed him this, owed myself and Kat this. No matter how strange the situation, this is our chance for total happiness, and for the first time in my life, Maddox is at ease and completely calm within me.
It is lunchtime when I pull up at home. I am excited for two reasons, one: I am home to see my mates, and two, one of the patrol warriors found Kat’s necklace, which will go well with what Mateo has organized for her.
Opening the front door, their combined scent wafts in waves from the kitchen. Maddox presses beneath my skin, urging me to find them. Stepping into the kitchen, I see Kat’s plump ass in the air as she digs through the bottom of the walk-in pantry. The sight of her ass makes my dick hard instantly. She is digging for something under the bottom shelf. The door cuts off my sight of her beautiful face as I lean on the counter, watching her. Mateo’s scent is all over her, though I can tell they haven’t had sex, but I definitely felt them fooling around earlier.
“She has a nice ass,” Maddox purrs at me, and I roll my eyes at him. He is right, though. Kat has the nicest ass. “I want to bite it,” I chuckle at him. “And tits, I like those too, such perfect little button nipples,” Maddox adds. She must be cleaning something, I hear the scrape of the dustpan and broom along the floor.
“Although, I never realized how muscly her legs are,” Maddox remarks, cocking his head. I look away from her butt. My eyes roam down her backside. Hmm, I never noticed that either. Fuck, her legs nearly put mine to shame. I glance down at my own, a little embarrassed she has just as much muscle as me. “Yeah, you need to work out more, that’s embarrassing,” Maddox laughs at me.
We shrug and go back to admiring her peach of an ass.
“Are her legs normally that hairy?” Maddox frowns, and I peer to see what he is talking about. Kat’s legs are usually smooth, but I notice hair poking out the bottom of her leggings, making me tilt my head to the side too.
Not just a little oops-I-forgot-to-shave sort of hair, but lots of hair in an I’m-trying-to-be-a-bear kind of way. Her skin is also darker, too, making me squint a little to look at her better.
“Damn, you better tell her to shave, or I am waxing her in her sleep,” Maddox warns. “Her kitty better not be that damn hairy. I am not chowing down on it if it is. I will leave that for you to muff dive on,” he huffs.
I chuckle at him. Does not bother me either way, but I am in agreement on the leg hairs. I will be shaving her myself tonight if she doesn’t take care of it. Kat suddenly stands, smacking her head on one of the shelves, and Mateo’s voice comes out in a muffled curse and my eyes widen.
The door creaks closed, and Mateo stands up, coming into full view with the dustpan and broom in his hand. “When did you get back?” He asks, staring at me. I step farther around the counter.
Maddox howls with laughter in my head. “You pitched a tent over Mateo,” he chokes out.
My face pales as I glance down. My dick is fully erect in my shorts, indeed a tent in my pants.
“Are you okay, Ezra?” Mateo asks, dumping the spilled flour in the bin. I try to hide the raging hard-on I got, turning to the side to hide away from his eyes as he steps around the counter. My face burns the closer he gets.
Maddox is nearly crying, he is laughing that hard and rolling around in my head.
Mateo walks toward me before opening the cupboard door next to me, and my stomach drops when he glances at my hands, trying to shield myself away from him.
Slowly, he raises his head up and smirks as my face heats ridiculously. “Now I know it wasn’t remote in my back. Did I make you hard, Alpha?” he purrs before laughing.
“No!” I snap.
“Then what’s that?” He asks, standing up.
“I thought you were Kat,” I defend.
He raises an eyebrow at my words and scoffs. “My incredibly masculine scent didn’t give me away?” He chuckles.
Now that I think about it, it did, but I recognized her tights because I loved when she wore them.
“Obviously, you love it when Mateo wears them too,” Maddox howls in my head, his laughter making me more embarrassed.
“Want help with that?” He offers, and I turn around, crossing my arms across my chest. He prowls over to me, a devious smile playing on his face like he is up to no good.
“I thought you were, Kat,” I huff. He reaches out and grabs me through my pants, his hands tightening around me, and a grunt escapes me. “Damn, looks like I really got you going. It’s okay, I like my ass too,” he winks, and I look away from him, but don’t pull away.
“Ha ha, so funny,” I spit.