Page 48 of Taste of Danger

“Two mates,” he corrected.

Jax knew the real reason his dad smiled like that. He’d looked at Elvine as a daughter and now she officially was, but he’d also gained another son.

Now, if Jax and Elvine argued, his chances of his dad siding with him instead of the brat equated to a fat snowball chance in hell. And Jax wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Damn. I was hoping for a good brawl,” Killian complained. “You guys had me all excited for nothing.”

“Poor baby,” his brother Ryker teased. “Though you don’t stand a chance in hell of winning, you could always brawl with me. I’ll even keep one hand behind my back.”

Killian flipped him off. “You’d only squeal like a pig if I punched you.”

Ryker growled. “Only the men I screw squeal, jackass.”

“Got a tavern in town?” Hyett asked Jax, clearly ignoring his brothers. He was used to hearing them quarrel and learned how to tune them out. Just as Jax had with the twins. “Wouldn’t mind tossing back a few while scoping out some tail.” He wiggled his brows. “I’m happy that you’re mated, but damn, I’m gonna miss going on the prowl with you at my side.”

Jax chuckled, thankful a war hadn’t broken out tonight. It still might if his mates heard what Hyett had just said. He was ready to go upstairs and check on them then screw their brains out. “Fearless Fox. But be warned, a wolf shifter owns the place, and he doesn’t put up with anyone’s bullshit.”

“And you really don’t want to piss off Sheriff Harper,” Jaytee interjected with a grin. “Though he might go easy on you considering he’s a bear shifter.”

“What do you say, Kalen?” Quinton asked, eyebrow arched. “Since your single like us, ready to have some fun?”

Jax wouldn’t miss the bachelor life. Not when he had a fugitive mate and a badly scarred one that were wrapped tightly around his heart. And maybe soon, he would be a father.

But if things went in the opposite direction, they would deal with it, mourn as mates, and bring each other comfort. The three of them still had a long way to go, but Jax had all the confidence in the world they would be just fine.

They were Frosts, after all.

Chapter Fourteen

Jax decided to shower in Elvine’s room because he didn’t want to return to his mates bloody. The shower had felt good, but being with his mates would feel even better.

The moment he entered the bedroom, he closed the door with a quiet click. Elvine was sprawled out on the bed, her legs spread wide for Arion’s eager mouth. His moans filled the room as he devoured her pussy like a man starved for pleasure.

Pulling his head back for a moment, Arion said, “She said it would calm my nerves and she was right.”

“We’ll tell him later, honey bunny.” Elvine’s voice was husky with desire. “But for now, get back to work with your mouth.”

Jax arched a brow. Her sexy talk needed work, but he kind of liked it.

Arion grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”

“So, while I was out there fighting for my life, you two were in here having sex?” Crossing his arms, Jax was unable to tear his gaze away from his mates in bed together, naked and looking so damn good. He wasn’t pissed. He was so aroused his dick was hard.

Arion paused again to answer, tongue still flicking over Elvine’s swollen clit. “We watched from the window. You weren’t fighting for your life. You were playing with your kill.” He lapped at Elvine’s slit. “Why didn’t the vampires attack?”

“Can we talk about this later?” Elvine pleaded, beating her hands on the bed. “Don’t stop now, honey bunny. And you,” she turned to Jax with a wicked glint in her eye, “stop interrupting, pookie. I’m so close.”

As Arion lowered his head, Jax grabbed the lube. He was getting in on this action.

When he knelt behind Arion, he was surprised to see the vampire’s asshole was already stretched and shiny.

“He let me practice on him,” Elvine groaned. “Now I’m a big fan of sticking my fingers in his rump.”

“I guess I’m not needed then.” Jax started to get up—not really. He was fucking Arion—but Arion lifted his head. “You’ll always be needed. I got a hole that needs drilling, Mr. Rhino.”

And Jax would gladly fill it for him. He lined his cock, grabbed the base, and sank into Arion’s ass. “Shit,” he moaned.

Then he dropped over Arion, bringing himself closer so he could watch his little vampire dine on their mate’s cunt.

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