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with his mates. It was high time they pulled together and worked as a team. “This is not your fault, Justin.”

“But—”

Chase grabbed Justin’s arm, pulling his mate until Justin was against his body and planted a heated kiss on his mate’s lips. Gods, the man tasted so fucking good. Reluctantly, Chase pulled back, rubbing his thumb over Justin’s cheek.

“I could counter your argument and say that none of this would be happening if I hadn’t gotten mixed up with the agency in the first place.”

“I could argue that…” Taylor bit his lip and then shrugged. “Yeah, I got nothing. But I was trying to feel a part of this.”

Taylor blushed heavily when Chase chuckled and pulled his other mate closer. “Nice try.”

“Actually,” Taylor began, his blush deepening. “I was trying for one of those kisses.”

Justin snickered.

Chase growled. “All you have to do is ask, baby.”

“Wait!” Justin said as he stuck his hand between Taylor and Chase’s lips.

Chase wanted to nip Justin’s fingers for stopping him. Taylor looked just as exasperated. “Yes?” Chase turned to Justin.

“So, that’s why you didn’t claim us?” Justin asked. “You stayed away not because you thought I was sick, but because you were trying to protect us?”

Duh. Chase had thought he made that very clear to both his mates. “Justin, you being sick doesn’t matter to me. Well, I cared that you were sick, but under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t have stopped me. I would have just had to care for you as Taylor did.”

“And that wouldn’t have bothered you?” Justin asked suspiciously.

Chase was ready to put Justin over his knee and paddle the man’s ass until he saw the truth. “You are my mate, Justin. I take you as you are, diabetic, vampire, or a plaid alien with tentacles coming out of your cute little backside. It doesn’t matter to me. What matters to me is that fate gave both of you to me, and I plan on taking damn good care of both of you.”

Damn it.

Why did Justin look like he was about to cry again? Chase wasn’t sure if he would ever figure the man out. When Justin was mad, he cried. When Justin was happy, he cried. Chase briefly wondered if he would see tears in his mate’s eyes if he fucked him into the next century.

Sighing inwardly, Chase knew it was a something that he would get used to. Justin was sensitive. He didn’t mind having a sensitive mate. He just hated to see tears in the man’s eyes. He felt powerless when Justin looked on the verge of crying. He wanted to slay the dragon that made his mate cry.

But how could he slay himself?

Ugh, this was complicated.

“That is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard,” Justin said as he smiled, wiping at his face.

“And I’m chopped liver?” Taylor asked.

Justin made the cutest face as he pulled Taylor into his arms, flashing a dazzling smile as he nipped Taylor on his chin. “Never. You say the best things to me as well.”

“Better kiss up,” Taylor mumbled as he grabbed Justin’s ass, pulling the man closer as he smashed his lips against Justin’s.

Fuck, if the sight didn’t have Chase’s cock rock hard within seconds. He had seen the two men have sex before, and Chase had always wished he was a part of their coupling. He was definitely going to make sure that he was a part of the chemistry he could see between the two men before the night was through.

Besides, he still had a mate to finish claiming.

Chapter 10

 

Chase could feel the sizzle of lust in the air even before Taylor released Justin and turned to look at him. He was practically salivating and licking his lips as he watched Taylor turn Justin in his arms and pulled the man’s back against his chest. He leaned over Justin and trailed his hand down his lover’s finely sculpted chest.

“Isn’t he pretty, Chase?” Taylor asked as he stripped the shirt from Justin’s body. Even through his thin cotton shirt, Justin’s body was a work of art, but without it, he was even more gorgeous.

Chase nodded rapidly, swallowing hard.

“He’s yours now, you know. Yours and mine.”

Chase’s snapped up to meet Taylors. “Yours and mine,” Chase repeated, feeling like he was in some sort of hypnotic daze.

“You don’t have to stay outside anymore and watch through the window as Justin and I put on a show for you.” The widening of Chase’s eyes told Taylor that the man hadn’t realized they had been putting on a show. “You can play, too.”

“Ohhh,” Justin groaned. “I like playing.”

Fuck! Justin was going to send Chase into a coronary. The man’s chest was rising and falling so fast that Taylor worried Chase would hyperventilate. And that would really suck, especially now that they were all on the same wavelength.

“Justin, love,” Taylor murmured in Justin’s ear, speaking just loud enough for Chase to hear him. “Why don’t you show Chase just what you can do with that perfect little mouth of yours?”

Justin dropped to his knees and reached for the zipper on Chase’s pants. Chase’s body bucked as his cock was pulled from his pants and enveloped by Justin. He started to reach for Justin and then stopped, letting his hands drop to his sides as he clenched them into tight fists.

Taylor grinned as he walked around behind Chase and stroked his hands down the man’s muscled back. “It feels good, doesn’t it, Chase?” he whispered into Chase’s ear, right before taking a little nip with his teeth. “Justin could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch.”

Oh hell, yes, he could. He felt Justin’s lips tighten around the head of his cock, and then the man began to suck, his cheeks hollowing out, his tongue tracing the veins on the shaft of Chase’s cock.

Damn, he was good.

“Chase, watch me.”

Chase’s eyes snapped to Taylor. The man had dropped to his knees behind Justin. As Chase watched, Taylor stripped the pants from Justin’s body and then lifted Justin’s ass into the