Page 44 of Nita's Redemption

Nita gave a mumbled answer, which he was glad he’d been prepared for with the warm cloth. He eased his hand between her thighs, making her moan. Abe gritted his teeth at the sound and ignored his dick.

She made no other sound while he wiped the evidence of their love making from between her thighs and ass. His twin helped him, holding her legs open while keeping her on her side.

‘Team work makes the dreamwork.’ Link chuckled through their spiral path.

‘If Tank isn’t back when I’m done, I’ll go looking for him. I don’t like keeping things from Nita. It ends tonight. We have an open relationship unless it’s life and death,’ Abe said.

His twin gave a nod, smoothing his hand down Nita’s bare back.

Satisfied she was clean and dry, and before he could get jealous and join the duo, he returned to the en suite and took a quick shower. He’d kept his links open, waiting for Tank’s return. His best friend, brother, and partner had gone out for a run. He’d gone silent after he’d told Nita he loved her and slipped out of their bed. While he and Abe were twins, Tank had been as close to them as a brother could be without the same blood running through their veins. They’d heard the whispers throughout the years that they’d been a throuple... and had laughed. Not that any of them had any problems with one, two, or ten men and women having sexual relations. It was that he and Abe didn’t look at Tank in that way. He was their brother from another mother. In fact, neither he nor his twin ever had the inclination to mate with another male. Tank had said he wasn’t sexually attracted to any males either, although they all agreed it wasn’t up to them who mated with whom. Love was love, no matter what the sexual orientation as long as it was consensual. Many in their pack swapped partners before they mated with their truemate, be it male or female, male, male, and female, or female, female, male, or any other mix or whatever. In their case, he wondered if it had to do with the inner wolves, who’d been all but silent until recently, that clearly knew who they wanted, and it was a feisty female.

‘What’s up, T?’ he asked as he dried off. He truly didn’t want to leave Nita and Link unless Tank was in trouble.

‘I don’t like that we are closing her off of our private links. It feels deceptive.’

Abe grinned to himself, tossing his towel into the hamper. He didn’t bother getting dressed. If he had to shift he’d be naked, if he went to bed, he’d be naked. ‘You reading my mind?’

‘What do you mean?’ Tank’s question came out a low snarl.

He explained how he’d just told Link they couldn’t keep anything from Nita. The other male chuckled. The relief was almost palpable through their connection.

‘You on your way back?’

‘Right outside, Ninja Fluffy Purple Rainbow Cutie,” Tank said, referring to Abe’s gamer name.

Abe walked out of the bathroom, going to the huge closet he and the other two males had agreed they’d share so Nita could have her own. Females needed big spaces for pretty things. They, as males, had black shit, grey shit, and jeans. Maybe a few nice shirts for when they took their female out and some nice shoes. He pulled a pair of grey sweats off a shelf, tugged them on while carrying an extra pair out for Tank. While Link, the lucky bastard, got to snuggle up with their mate, he and Tank were going to game and chill. It had been a while. Too long maybe.

He eased the door closed, again grateful the big Z had graciously made their bedrooms soundproof so he and Tank could be their normal loud selves.

“Good evening, Sparkly Pinky Pie Cupcake. Are you ready to go down?” he asked Tank, draping the sweats over his arms, coming to a hard stop when he spotted the huge male taking up real estate on his favorite recliner.

“I gave you this... real estate. I thought it was a chair? Besides, it’s my size. You can have that one,” Zeus said, pointing to his side where a much smaller one sat.

Abe stared at the chair that would fit a female, then at his favorite seat where the huge male sat. He eyed the other side of the sectional, seeing the one like Zeus parked in sitting empty. Surely, he could get there before Tank, since the fucker had his swinging dick out and all.

Tank met his gaze from across the room, smirking. Abe shook his head, mouthing don’t do it.

Of course, Tank being the asshat he was, gave a loud whoop. He was a fucker who gave no fucks, launching his naked ass over their mates’ furniture like a damn NFL player at the Superbowl, uncaring that he’d just rubbed his dirty-ass nutsack over the back headrest, where everybody and their brother rested their heads. Sick bastard.

“If you ain’t first, you’re last, sucker,” Tank chortled.

“You ain’t no Ricky Bobby, fucker.” Abe lifted his foot, planning to kick the chair over, freezing in place.

“Now, boys. I came here to play video games not to watch fools do stupid foolish things. If I wanted to do that, I’d only need to look at one of my Ravens.” Zeus shuttered.

If Abe could’ve moved he might’ve laughed, but the whole froze thing kept him, well, fucking frozen.

“Oops, sorry about that. Now, you two behave. Abe sit over there,” Zeus instructed, pointing toward the center of the room between him and Tank where miraculously a new chair sat, and it wasn’t a child size.

Of course, the God unfroze him without telling him, so he ended up falling forward, almost faceplanting right into Tank’s damn dick. Fucker.

He slapped the sweats over the offending thing and jumped to his feet. Abe didn’t dare look over at Zeus until he got into his newly acquired chair.

Zeus shrugged. “Oops.”

Abe was smart and learned really quick. He kept his lips and thoughts sealed off, but in the corner of his mind where nobody but him and his wolf saw, he was flipping that big-ass fucking God the bird with both fingers. So. Fucking. Hard.

“Do you feel better now?” Zeus asked.

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