white,” Elsie said.
“So you really do think you’ll win.” Amory grinned, and suddenly he looked like their brother again, not the overburdened Alpha of the pack.
“I didn’t say you could have my queen’s knight, though.”
“Ah, so you think you can win, but you’re hedging your bets,” said Brayden.
Soon they were all laughing until the game began. Amory might have been a little rusty, but he played well. Only once did Favian think he should have made a different move. Elsie played smoothly and steadily. It was clear she’d already predicted each of Amory’s moves, as she always had her next move ready.
As the match progressed, Favian understood her strength. She played a defensive game with just a touch of attack. Instead of running Amory all over the board, she protected her pieces and just gently nudged Amory into danger. It was only twenty minutes into the game that she showed how very skilled she really was by coming from nowhere and defeating him in two more moves.
Amory stared at her. “Dammit. How did you do that?”
Elsie laughed. She was beautiful. Her big blue eyes sparkled with delight, and her face was shining brightly with happiness. “I’m sorry, but you left yourself wide open to me. I couldn’t resist.”
Favian’s dick hardened, and his balls were painfully tight. He wanted her with every breath in his body. Nothing was sexier than a beautiful, happy, smart woman. And nothing was more impossible than him having her. For a start, she was staying in their apartment. She was their guest and deserving of consideration, not attack. Second, even if she did welcome their advances, it was Amory who should have her. Amory clearly wanted her, and she’d smiled at him.
But damn. I want her, too.
He looked at Brayden and saw the same expression on Brayden’s face that he was sure was on his own.
Amory was still staring at Elsie, hunger written plainly across his visage.
Elsie whispered, “You can kiss me if you want to. I’d like that.”
“You would?”
Amory stood up and pulled Elsie into his arms. She was such a tiny thing. Slender, even fragile-looking, yet with a strong mind and spirit.
Favian knew it was incredibly rude to watch his brother kiss his woman, but he couldn’t drag his gaze away as Amory pulled Elsie tightly into his arms and kissed her. Favian wished it were him but silently urged his brother to take her into his bedroom and love her properly.
It was clear they wanted each other. Amory needed to show leadership and claim the woman as his mate.
When they finally broke apart, Amory said softly, “I shouldn’t have done that, I know, but I want you very much. You know I’m Alpha here. I can’t claim a mate when so many of my men still don’t have any hope of finding a woman.”
“How does your going without help them?” asked Elsie.
Damn, that’s a fucking good question.
“I need to set an example. I can’t expect them to be celibate when I’m tucked up in bed with a woman of my own.”
“But you aren’t. There’s no expectation of celibacy on anyone. All the men who want a mate are supposed to get out there and find their own. They can’t all expect the woman to drop into their arms magically just because it happened to you,” said Brayden.
Favian nodded. “He’s right. Where did you get some crazy idea about celibacy from? I can clearly remember any number of times when you most definitely weren’t celibate.”
The three of them had even shared a woman a few times at the BDSM club in town. Apparently some women’s bucket list included the desire for ménage sex. The three of them had given a woman her wish on several occasions, and it’d been incredibly fulfilling, even though back then they’d all expected to find a woman of their own eventually. Now they were a lot more realistic. With so few female shape-shifters being born, even finding a woman to share was looking a lot less likely.
Favian would be more than happy to share
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