“Sure about this?” Curtis’s eyes never left the paper in front of him.

“Absolutely.” The transfer papers I had given him had been burning a hole in my purse waiting for them both to be there before springing the news on them. “We can live in Maple Springs. I want to live in Maple Springs.

“We can live here,” Parker offered for the fifth time in as many minutes. He didn’t want to live here. He loved Maple Springs, making the gesture more special than he would ever truly know. They had spent over a month with me here, at a sacrifice to both their careers. I owed them this, and seeing Roxanne regularly wasn’t going to hurt.

“Or you can bite me, make me yours, and let me start my new job in time for a Christmas bonus.” It had been an ongoing discussion. Them not wanting to rush me and me wanting to rush. It didn’t feel like rushing, though. The time was right. We were ready.

“Pushy mate.” Parker pushed his chair out, which I took as an invitation to join him, taking a seat on his lap.

“Eh eh eh.” I waggled my finger in front of his nose. “Not mate yet. You need to get more bitey for that.”

“So how do you want to do this.” Curtis put down the paper, the moving conversation over, if the lust burning in his eyes was any indication.

“With teeth, I think.”

“I meant the mating. Do you want to go to a nice B&B for the weekend, or maybe a cabin in the mountains?”

Oh. He meant the question literally.

“You want to wait until we can make travel plans?” Parker was less than impressed with the planning phase of the discussion. Not surprisingly, given his erection pressing into my ass.

“He can be an over planner,” I said. “How about this, you guys go make out, and I’ll hint of what to do next.”

“You just want to watch us.” Parker observed, a glint in his eye.

“Damn straight I do.” Which they both knew, and since they both liked taking their turn at watching, it was fair enough. I’d imagined the naked part of our relationship many ways before we even began, but none of my fantasies were half as satisfying as the reality turned out to be or, as creative. I was a lucky, lucky woman.

“And then what?” Parker asked, helping me up so he could take Curtis’s hand and lead him to the bedroom, me scampering behind him.

“And then what what?”

They were already removing each other’s clothing. Naked making out for the win.

“After you watch us making out? Then what?” Curtis winked.

“Oh, you want details.” They loved it when I talked dirty, not that I was good at it, or maybe because I wasn’t and they had to pull every detail from me.

“Preferably. You know, cause, math guy.” He shrugged before giving Parker’s nipple a little tweak, the way he liked.

“Well, I was thinking you guys would be all making out, and I’d get so taken away by the sight I’d have to get naked because wet panties are so not comfortable.”

I gave them a hurry-along wave, and they began to do exactly as I suggested: nice, slow making out—naked. Hands wandering, but never too low, tongues and lips everywhere. When I could no longer take it, I stood up, removing each garment as slowly as I could force myself. Initially they didn’t notice, but by the time my bra snapped open, their eyes were on me.

“Then I would come over and help you two get naked because being naked alone is no fun.” I explained as if it were clear as the nose on my face.

“She has a point,” Parker agreed, his cock bouncing and ready to go.

“Shhh I want to hear this.” Curtis faux scolded as he ran a finger up the back side of Parker’s cock with every intent of torturing me. Yum.

“And then I’d want to see you guys getting a little frisky with your mouths, you know, for research.” And because Curtis had his finger in his mouth after capturing the pre-cum off Parkers cock, making my thoughts go straight to naughty.

“Research?”

“The scientist in you should appreciate that. I would need to see if blow jobs were different when a man gave them.” With that, I pushed down my panties.

“Obviously, we would need to show you that.” He swallowed deeply before getting down on his knees in front of Parker’s needy member, taking him down with one swift motion before looking up at me with a wink. Three more trips down and a swipe around the head later, I could no longer take it.

“But then, sadly, the show would be over,” I announced, walking the few steps between us.

“Over?” Parker was not impressed.

“Yes, because by then I would need you inside me so bad, I’d be about ready to bust.” I ran my hand down his chest to where Curtis was still giving him his now-divided attention.

“And how would that look? I need details if I’m going to get this right.”

“Well, I was thinking, the closet door has that huge mirror.” Upon my insistence, but that was neither here nor there. In our new place, we were going to get a freaking mirrored room if I had any say about it. Not being able to see all things was pure torture at times.

“I think I like where she is heading.” Parker always liked where things were going, especially when it came to mirrors. It was still nice to hear.

“She is the best of us.”

“Agreed.” He held his hand out to me, and we all made our way around the bed to the side facing the closet. “Continue.”

“Hardly. Any who. Since we all need to get bitey, this will take more than one round, mathematically speaking.” We all needed to bite each other, and since none of us were Cirque Du Soleil trained, we won. At least two mating rounds, more if we chose. Yes, please.

“True.”

“And since we all agreed, this isn’t all about me, it’s about us…”

“We never agreed—” Curtis was a stickler about me not putting words into their mouths, but these were sexy words, so he needed to be done.

“Shhhh. We have.” I winked to let him know this was part of my game. Not that mating was a game, but still.

“Since we have all agreed, I was thinking the best way to do this is you come inside me, Curtis, as Parker comes inside you. And then, you know, all the biting as we’re coming.” If I didn’t come before we started, because, damn, I was about to just from knowing what was next.

I climbed onto the bed, spread my legs wide, and waggled my eyebrows up and down.

“You, our sweet, delectable mate, are a genius.” Curtis spoke with such sincerity, completely ignoring my shenanigans, Parker mimicking him on my other side.

They leaned in, kissing each other before each kissing me, slowly, lazily as if we had all the time in the world, which we technically did, but my body wasn’t buying it. A primal part of me I’d only seen glimpses of before was pushing hard at me, pushing me to bite well before it was time.

“I-I need,” I begged.

“Yes, love.” Parker’s hand caressed my cheek, his words tender even as the desired built in his eyes. “We see that. The need to complete the bond is riding you hard, isn’t it?”

“That’s what this is?”

Yes. Bond. Now.

“Then, yes. So very. I need you inside me—now.” More like five minutes earlier, but now worked.

Curtis slipped inside me, filling me completely, molding his lips to mine as he leisurely made love to my mouth and gently rocked inside me. I wanted more, needed more, but when our kiss broke, I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror, the reason for his slow pace, and a wave of lust slammed into me. Behind him, Parker was stroking his cock with one hand as he prepped Curtis with the other, all while watching me. With a light glance at Curtis’s ass and a wink, Parker guided his cock into our soon-to-be mate, and I had to will myself not to come at the sight of it. I closed my eyes, thinking of anything not sexy I could, while I gained some semblance of control as Curtis’s movements became quicker and deeper.

“I’m not going to last long.” I cried out at the same time Curtis did. At least I wasn’t alone in the predicament.

“Good thing we need a second round,” Parker teased as he increased his speed again, throwing me over the edge, my teeth sinking into his shoulder before I made the conscious decision to do so. As Curtis’s sank into mine, the intensity of my climax increased to a level I had never reached before, my ears static-filled and eyes seeing stars.

Roxanne had told me that when it came time for the actual mating, I would know what to do instinctually. I only half believed her at the time, but she was spot on. There was no thinking to it. They were mine, and I needed to claim them. They were mine. Mine to have. Mine to love. Mine to trust. Mine. There was no better feeling in this world than that.

“Shower time?” I asked when we had finally caught our breaths.

“I think our little mate is ready for round two.” Parker was already up by the time he finished talking. Looked like I wasn’t the only one ready to go.

“Can’t disappoint her,” Curtis agreed before getting up himself and holding a hand out to me.

Holy cow, he was already hard. Maybe round two would need to be in the shower?

“Works for us.” Parker winked.

“I said that out loud.” Of course, I did. Not that I was embarrassed. The plan was solid.

“The best ideas should never be kept quiet.” Parker made his way to the bathroom, Curtis and I right behind him and, coincidentally, staring at his behind.

“So, I should probably tell you about my idea involving both of you inside me at once sometime,” I bantered back.

“We’ve already done that.” Curtis’s chest puffed out like a darn peacock as he mentioned the time I swallowed him down as Parker came inside me from behind. It was a great night, to be sure, but not what I was about to torture them with.

I slapped him on the behind before running ahead of them both and calling back, “And neither of you in my mouth.”

“Best. Mate. Ever.” Parker announced as Curtis growled his approval.

They were right. I did have the best mate ever. In fact, I had two of them.