Kit agreed. “That was something I should’ve been told by you guys.”
“Not arguing that,” Hudson said. “You’re right. But I honestly didn’t want to overwhelm you. You’ve gone through so much recently, your life has changed so much, and here we were about to throw another monkey wrench into your life.”
For the first time since he woke up, a smile threatened to break across Kit’s face. “You know, it’s funny that you use that word—wrench. Because there was definitely a wrench in my dream. Now, was it a monkey wrench? I have no idea, because I don’t know what a monkey wrench is.”
Kit was sitting between Connie and Hudson on the couch. He hadn’t been able to help himself. Between the guilty look on Hudson’s face and Connie’s distress, the need to make it all better had finally gotten the better of him.
There was a need inside him to comfort them, plus he didn’t like to see either of them upset. Was that the bond thatwas forming between them, making him feel that way? Or did he care that much already? Did it even matter?
Kit got them into a three-way hug, and a sense of rightness stole over him. He decided he didn’t care what made him feel this way—this was where he needed to be, and that was all that mattered.
This felt right in the way very few things had in Kit’s life.
After some heavy-duty cuddling, they all felt better. Was Kit still tired? Of course he was. He’d slept like shit. But he wasn’t pissed any longer.
He could even admit he felt a little overwhelmed, the very thing Hudson had been worried about. Because Hudson was right. It had been one thing after another in Kit’s life.
And now he found out he was the mate to two dragons, two dragons who did not have a soul bond between them. That was messed up, and if he ever had the misfortune to meet Gaura again, he’d be telling them that.
Maybe.
Probably.
“Unfortunately, I didn’t know delaying in telling you was dangerous. I’m guessing that’s why Gaura took things into their hands. So, what is it you want to do?” Hudson finally asked.
“About my papa? Or our situation?”
“Yes,” Connie said, tensing next to Kit.
Kit, of course, felt the sudden tension from Connie and Hudson. It was like a slight itch he couldn’t reach—annoying, but manageable. For the moment.
Later, when he was alone, he’d deal with that.
But for now, Kit needed to focus on the fact he could pick up feelings from his mates. Mates. That was still a kick in the head. He had not one, but two men. That was as exciting as it was terrifying.
Later. He’d deal with that latertoo.
He was going to be damn busy later.
Kit dragged his errant thoughts back to what he’d been thinking about—the feelings he was picking up from Connie and Hudson. While they had talked about what a bond was and that one was forming between them, Kit hadn’t actually come out and said he was willing to be their mate. He needed to reassure them.
“Look, I admit I’m insanely attracted to the both of you. I feel safe with you—and when I say ‘you’ I’m talking about the both of you—and there is obviously trust on my part, otherwise I’d have never let Hudson drag me out here to the middle of nowhere.”
“I’m glad to know that,” Hudson said, resting his hand on Kit’s knee.
“Yeah, well, I still questioned my sanity. And while I may be spontaneous, this bonding thing sounds like a lifelong deal.”
“It very much is. Unlike a human marriage, there is no divorce,” Hudson said. “Once you bond with us, it’s a lifelong commitment that cannot be undone because our souls are tied together.”
That was simply terrifying. It wasn’t like he spent a huge portion of his life thinking about his soul—hardly at all, if he was honest. It was a concept he was aware of, sure. That didn’t mean he spent a lot of time thinking about it. He definitely was now.
“When Hudson says lifelong, he means exactly that,” Connie added. “There is a way to extend your life once you bond with us—and by extend, I mean just that. You’ll quit aging.”
“Holy shit. Really?”
“Yes, but we can get into that later. Unfortunately, it will involve blood.”
“Blood.” Kit shivered. “Of course it does.”