Page 74 of The Maestro's Mates
Pavel gently scratched at his beard. “I wonder if that works over long distances. It could be helpful.”
Justin shrugged and padded toward Sebastian, his bare feet making soft smacking sounds against the expensive wood laminate flooring. “Freddie can speak to me over hundreds of miles, but he’s old and a lot stronger than me. I don’t know if the same rules apply.”
“So, from context clues, I take it we can speak into each other’s minds?” Sebastian asked.
Justin smiled, and Sebastian’s heart almost burst with the enormity of what they’d done. These two men were his mates, and from now on, they would not be parted. The universe had given him this gift. He would not be taking it for granted.
“Try,” Justin said, stroking Sebastian’s thigh with his soft fingers.
The two of you are the hottest fucking men I’ve ever seen in my life, and I can’t wait until you fill all my holes with your cum.
“Holy fuck.” Pavel’s knees wobbled slightly, and the man’s dick noticeably thickened inside the too-small gym shorts he had borrowed from Justin. “Okay, here for that, but can we have a quick discussion before we jump back into bed?”
“Sure,” Sebastian said.And then we can see if Justin can take both our cocks at once.
Justin whimpered, his hand going to his crotch at Sebastian’s silent dirty talk.
“Nope. Not yet. We have to deal with the most pressing matter first.”
“Fine.” Sebastian pouted, although he wasn’t all that disappointed. He liked teasing his mates and was looking forward to the next few hundred years of it.
Pavel strode over to a simple armless chair, upholstered in narrow gray and white stripes. Sebastian licked his lips as the gargoyle’s muscular chest and torso moved and shifted, all covered in fine brown hair. It was going to be a very, very long time before he tired of his beautiful men.
Sitting, Pavel leaned back and crossed his legs casually. Sebastian loved how all three of them had gotten comfortable around each other. Sometimes the urge to mate sped ahead of people’s actual familiarity, but the three of them just fit. He scooted toward Justin and wrapped an arm around his waist.
“What’s going on?”
“Honestly, you would know best,” Pavel said. “How long do we have before your sister attacks in retribution? Will she assault the house again? Will it be today?”
“Hmmm.” Sebastian absentmindedly squeezed Justin’s hip. “I don’t think she’ll come here. And I don’t think she’ll come for me.”
“But I…I killed her witch. The dream guy.” Fear flashed across Justin’s face, although it was quickly replaced with resolve. “Not that he didn’t deserve it.”
“Yes, he did.” Sebastian disengaged from Justin and hopped up, looking around. “Do you have water?”
“I, uh, don’t drink it. I’m a vampire.” Justin shruggedapologetically. “We can go downstairs in a few minutes if you want.”
“Oh. Right.” Sebastian leaned up against the nearby chest of drawers. “I don’t believe Veronica has anyone stronger than Alistair was. If she did, she’d have used them on me.”
Justin’s eyes flashed red, hissing as his fangs dropped down from behind his upper lip.
“Calm down, my bloodthirsty mate.” Sebastian smiled. It made him feel special these men were willing to fight for him, to protect him. He’d never had that before. “She’s still far away. I can tell that much. But I don’t think she’s all that interested in revenge. Except against our mother. She’ll attack the Bayonne Circle again, and this time, she’ll come in force.”
Pavel stared at him, wearing a skeptical expression. “Are you sure?”
Sebastian nodded. “She still views me as Linda’s pawn. She blames our mother for everything. But with the vampires on security, the house in Bayonne is a tough nut to crack. Which she knows. She won’t attack there for a couple of weeks. She’ll gather every ally she can get her hands on for the assault.”
Cocking his head, Pavel seemed to be considering Sebastian’s words.
“I don’t know your sister, and I trust your judgement.”
“You’re not going to stay in Bayonne, are you?” There was a tremor in Justin’s voice as he said the words. “If you need to, we’ll stay there together. It’s a commute?—”
“No.” Sebastian was aware of the metal that crept into his voice. “I’ll help Linda if she calls for me, but I won’t put my life on hold. She’s the most powerful witch in both NewYork and New Jersey. She has allies of her own, and I’m not her babysitter.”
Justin stared at him for a long moment, self-doubt lingering in his eyes. Sebastian hated that look. Justin was still worried he might choose his family over her mates.
“I can’t live the life my mother wants me to live. I don’t want to succeed her as Eldest, and I won’t atone for her sins.” Sebastian crossed to Pavel and sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around the gargoyle’s neck. “I belong here with you two.”
