All he wanted was to chill out in the hot tub for a little while, then curl up with Connie and Hudson in bed and watch TV. Kit paused, folding up his clothes—he wanted to snuggle. While watching TV with Connie and Hudson. In their bed.
He glanced at the guest bed he’d been using. He couldn’t see himself back in it. Nor did hewantto see himself back in it, because that would mean he’d be in it alone, and he didn’t want to be alone.
“Well, I guess I don’t have to worry about them getting mad if I had gone back to my room.”
Because he was not coming back here.
Was he moving too fast? Sometimes he questioned whether he was. The whole mate thing was kinda a mind fuck, not to mention coming into a relationship that had already been established between two of the three people.
But oddly enough, he didn’t feel like an outsider. They were more than willing to include him in everything they did, and they were also okay with each of them spending time alone with Kit.
But here be dragons. And he was surrounded by a whole bunch of them.
The tentative bond that was forming between them fluttered in his chest, and he rested his hand over his heart. But that was proof right there that this was the right thing, wasn’t it?
This wouldn’t have formed if he hadn’t wanted it—iftheyhadn’t wanted it. If this was right, why was he worried about moving too fast? It was perfectly okay to date for months and even years. But other people jumped in feetfirst and were together for the rest of their lives.
There was no right or wrong way to do a relationship. Each person was different. He was happy, so why in the world was he even questioning this?
Oh, right. Hudson’s mother. He was questioning his relationship because he was afraidshewas questioning it. Well, screw her. If she didn’t like him, that was her loss, because he was fan-fucking-tastic. Just ask anybody he knew.
Wrapping a towel around his waist, he slipped on his sandals and set off to Hudson’s quarters. When he entered the living area, it was empty, but he could hear their voices outside by the pool, so he followed them.
For a moment, he admired the two males in front of him.
Hudson had braided his hair and then put it up in a bun. He wore a swimsuit that was almost the same color as his brown eyes and stood next to the hot tub, talking to Connie. Connie sat on the edge with his feet dangling in. Both had a glass of wine, and next to Connie was a third glass that Kit assumed was for him.
It would be like them to fix themselves something to drink and to bring his out with them. He licked his lips. Did all dragons look so damn good? Or was it just paranormals in general? He’d mentioned before that he had a fondness for redheads. And he liked his guys muscular without beingbeefcakes. Not that there was anything wrong with that, of course.
And although both of them were slightly taller, they didn’t tower over him. He enjoyed being able to kiss his mates without feeling like he needed to climb them.
Connie’s swimsuit was a light sky blue and was a little shorter than Hudson’s. And tighter. Yum.
Kit jumped slightly when Connie and Hudson both turned their heads toward him, their gazes pinning him where he stood. Okay, damn, that was horror movie creep worthy.
Hudson inhaled while Connie took the most suggestive sip of a damn drink Kit had ever seen. Then Connie made a big show of licking his lips.
“Hey.” Connie waved as Kit walked up. “I brought you out a glass of wine and…”
Kit dropped the towel and kicked off his sandals. “Thank you for that, sweetheart.”
“Are those white?” Connie gulped. “Those are white, aren’t they? You do know what happens when white material gets wet, right?”
Kit smirked. “I absolutely do.”
“Oh.” Connie stared. “Ohhhh.”
Hudson snorted.
“Oh, come on.” Connie growled as he rolled his eyes at Hudson. “They’re going to be sheer. We’re going to see every inch of his gorgeous dick, and he was in an accident this morning! That—”
“Was very much done on purpose. I may not be ready for sex, but I could handle getting my dick sucked if anyone was up to it.” Kit almost laughed at how pointedly Connie was staring at his crotch.
Well, he had one dragon on board with his plans, if the low growls he heard coming from Connie were any indication.
“Um, Connie?”
“Huh?” Connie jerked his gaze away from Kit. “What?”