sound was audible, and Jericho said, “Let’s go talk in the sitting room.”
Jericho led the way, and Lachlyn kept her hands in both of theirs, keeping Alek tethered to them until they were in the small sitting room Gwen used to entertain den guests.
Lachlyn released their hands and moved to Jericho, going up on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. The short kiss ended and she stared into his eyes, her blue ones full of hope and happiness. He kissed the tip of her nose. “Go kiss your other mate, Sunshine. I’m not going anywhere.”
And he really wasn’t. Alek looked like a deer in headlights as Lachlyn released her hold on Jericho and moved towards him. To try to ease some of the tension, Jericho sat down on a loveseat that had embroidered cushions and smelled like roses. Lachlyn approached Alek with grim determination on her face, and Jericho knew that no matter what else happened tonight, their family was now complete.
Chapter 7
A hundred questions raced through her mind as she closed the distance to Alek. Should she tell him flat-out that he was her mate? Should she give him a history lesson about tri-matings?
When she reached him and the sweet scent of his skin hit her, her knees wobbled and she did the only thing that she could really be certain was the right thing in this moment. She kissed him.
He was taller than her by about six inches. Just tall enough that she could kiss him without having to really reach up like she did with Jericho. Which wasn’t the only difference. Where Jericho kissed her with assurance born of many, many kisses in their past, Alek’s kiss was tentative and very soft, as if he were afraid she might break from the pressure.
Pulling her lips away a fraction, she spoke against his mouth. “Tell me you know you’re mine, too, Alek.”
His voice was throaty and deep. “Yes, Lachlyn, yes.”
Their mouths met again, and his kiss was a little more assured, as if he was bolstered by her question. When he opened his mouth to her questing tongue, her whole body jolted with awareness. Alek’s arms slowly moved from just holding her to actually embracing her, pulling her close to his chest and angling his head to deepen the kiss.
Footsteps sounded down the hall and Alek pulled away, his eyes dazed and a sweet, lopsided smile on his face.
“Alek?” a young man called.
“We’ll be right out, Henry.” His head snapped to the side.
“Okay,” Henry answered, his footsteps receding quickly.
Letting out a slow breath, Alek turned his attention back to her and brushed his thumb across her lower lip. “Something’s happened between us.” He glanced at Jericho and then back to her. “Between all of us.”
“I’m a bear, Alek, and so is Jericho,” she said as she looked over at Jericho who looked at peace for the first time in a long time. “Jericho and I have known each other since we were kids, but we never really got together until now. He told me he thought it was because we were destined to be in a tri-mating. I wasn’t sure I believed him until I met you, Alek. You’re my mate, the same way that Jericho is. Both of you for me, and me for both of you.”
“We obviously have a lot to talk about, but if we don’t head out to dinner, we’re going to keep getting interrupted.” Alek pointed out.
Jericho stood and joined them. “We do have a lot to talk about. But I believe we’ve got the rest of our lives, yes?”
She grinned up at him. He wasn’t trying to be romantic, but it sure was romantic.
“Absolutely,” she said and Alek nodded, still looking flushed from their kiss. She could relate. Her bear was doing cartwheels in her head for having found her second mate. Jericho was right. She had needed a second mate to make their mating complete. Everything felt right now. Not just her and Jericho. Not just her and
Jericho led the way, and Lachlyn kept her hands in both of theirs, keeping Alek tethered to them until they were in the small sitting room Gwen used to entertain den guests.
Lachlyn released their hands and moved to Jericho, going up on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. The short kiss ended and she stared into his eyes, her blue ones full of hope and happiness. He kissed the tip of her nose. “Go kiss your other mate, Sunshine. I’m not going anywhere.”
And he really wasn’t. Alek looked like a deer in headlights as Lachlyn released her hold on Jericho and moved towards him. To try to ease some of the tension, Jericho sat down on a loveseat that had embroidered cushions and smelled like roses. Lachlyn approached Alek with grim determination on her face, and Jericho knew that no matter what else happened tonight, their family was now complete.
Chapter 7
A hundred questions raced through her mind as she closed the distance to Alek. Should she tell him flat-out that he was her mate? Should she give him a history lesson about tri-matings?
When she reached him and the sweet scent of his skin hit her, her knees wobbled and she did the only thing that she could really be certain was the right thing in this moment. She kissed him.
He was taller than her by about six inches. Just tall enough that she could kiss him without having to really reach up like she did with Jericho. Which wasn’t the only difference. Where Jericho kissed her with assurance born of many, many kisses in their past, Alek’s kiss was tentative and very soft, as if he were afraid she might break from the pressure.
Pulling her lips away a fraction, she spoke against his mouth. “Tell me you know you’re mine, too, Alek.”
His voice was throaty and deep. “Yes, Lachlyn, yes.”
Their mouths met again, and his kiss was a little more assured, as if he was bolstered by her question. When he opened his mouth to her questing tongue, her whole body jolted with awareness. Alek’s arms slowly moved from just holding her to actually embracing her, pulling her close to his chest and angling his head to deepen the kiss.
Footsteps sounded down the hall and Alek pulled away, his eyes dazed and a sweet, lopsided smile on his face.
“Alek?” a young man called.
“We’ll be right out, Henry.” His head snapped to the side.
“Okay,” Henry answered, his footsteps receding quickly.
Letting out a slow breath, Alek turned his attention back to her and brushed his thumb across her lower lip. “Something’s happened between us.” He glanced at Jericho and then back to her. “Between all of us.”
“I’m a bear, Alek, and so is Jericho,” she said as she looked over at Jericho who looked at peace for the first time in a long time. “Jericho and I have known each other since we were kids, but we never really got together until now. He told me he thought it was because we were destined to be in a tri-mating. I wasn’t sure I believed him until I met you, Alek. You’re my mate, the same way that Jericho is. Both of you for me, and me for both of you.”
“We obviously have a lot to talk about, but if we don’t head out to dinner, we’re going to keep getting interrupted.” Alek pointed out.
Jericho stood and joined them. “We do have a lot to talk about. But I believe we’ve got the rest of our lives, yes?”
She grinned up at him. He wasn’t trying to be romantic, but it sure was romantic.
“Absolutely,” she said and Alek nodded, still looking flushed from their kiss. She could relate. Her bear was doing cartwheels in her head for having found her second mate. Jericho was right. She had needed a second mate to make their mating complete. Everything felt right now. Not just her and Jericho. Not just her and
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