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We Haven't Even Started Yet

Author: Edbless
last update publish date: 2026-07-22 08:11:38

POV: Chloe

He stood up, and even though his back was still healing, even though he moved carefully, there was nothing careful about the way he looked at me.

"We've been waiting for you to bring it up."

Ethan rose too. They approached from opposite angles, and I stood in the center of the room and let them come, my heart beating hard enough that I could hear it.

"We wanted to give you time to heal first," Ethan said, stopping close enough that I could smell him, cedar and something warm.

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    POV: Chloe Jerome's composure held, but the slight pause said enough."I came to remind you of your obligations to the council," he said. "Your arrangement with miss Nora...""I'll stop you there." Tristan's tone stayed perfectly level, which was the most dangerous version of him, and they both knew it. "I am not engaged to anyone. The council proposed an arrangement. I considered it the way I consider all proposals, without commitment. I neither accepted nor rejected it." He paused. "That consideration is now over. Nora is not my mate and will not be my mate. That is my position and it doesn't need the council's blessing to be final.""The laws of this pack...""Are mine." He said it simply, no emphasis, the way you state facts that don't need defending. "I made them. I know what they say and what they mean. And I’m pretty sure they don't allow any elder, regardless of seniority, to enter my home while I'm away, speak to my household, and issue threats dressed up as leg

  • One Mate Was Never Enough    Elder Jerome

    POV: Chloe Something in his chest unknotted. I felt it happen, a release of tension I hadn't realized he'd been carrying, a fear so old it had become part of his foundation, now crumbling.He smiled, the real one smile, the one I love. Then they were gone, and I was alone in the rumpled bed with the bond still singing between us, with Elixir stirring in the back of my mind.“They are both amazing,” she whispered...I pressed my palm to my chest, where the warm hum of two heartbeats pulsed alongside mine."I know, Lixi." I said aloud. "And they are ours..." I said proudly, smiling to myself like a teenager who is just discovering love.After they left, our bond went quiet to a hum, like music turned down low instead of off. I could still feel them, both of them, moving through the morning somewhere beyond the walls of the house. Tristan's alertness, sharp and focused, moving steadily north. Ethan's warmth underneath it, present and steady.I lay in the rumpled bed for a w

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    POV: Chloe “Look at me.”Tristan’s voice was a tether, pulling me back from the floating haze of two orgasms. His hips moved in a rhythm that was deliberately slow, each thrust a declaration. I forced my eyes to focus on his face, the sharp line of his jaw, the dark hair falling across his forehead, the way his lips parted with every exhale.“That’s it,” he murmured. “Stay with me.”Behind him, Ethan stirred. I heard the rustle of sheets, the soft grunt as he shifted his injured arm. Then his hand found my ankle, his thumb pressing into the arch of my foot.“She’s still trembling,” Ethan said, wonder in his voice.“She’s going to tremble a lot more before I’m done.” Tristan’s thrust deepened, and my back arched off the mattress. “You feel that? How perfectly you take me?”Words had abandoned me. I could only nod, my fingers twisting in the sheets that were already damp with sweat.“Turn her over,” Ethan said. Not a suggestion.Tristan’s eyes flicked to his brother, s

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    POV: Chloe Tristan's shirt came off first. Ethan helped him, careful of the bandages still wrapped around his brother's torso, the white stark against tanned skin. My breath caught at the sight, not just the muscles, the broad shoulders, the way his body tapered to his waist, but the evidence of what he'd survived. For me..."You're staring," Tristan said, catching my expression."Maybe I like what I see." His eyes darkened. "Keep talking like that and this demonstration is going to move faster than I planned.""Who said I wanted slow?"Ethan made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a groan. "She's got a point.""Patience," Tristan murmured, and the word was a command wrapped in velvet. "You've had both of us separately. Tonight you get us together, peaches. It’s not going to be the same as before. I'm going to take my time with you, Chloe. We both are."He lowered himself onto the bed beside me, his movements careful but not hesitant. The mattress dipped under his

  • One Mate Was Never Enough    We Haven't Even Started Yet

    POV: Chloe He stood up, and even though his back was still healing, even though he moved carefully, there was nothing careful about the way he looked at me."We've been waiting for you to bring it up."Ethan rose too. They approached from opposite angles, and I stood in the center of the room and let them come, my heart beating hard enough that I could hear it."We wanted to give you time to heal first," Ethan said, stopping close enough that I could smell him, cedar and something warm. "Give you space.""I've had enough space." The words came out before I could stop them. "I've had two weeks of space and three days of hospital beds and I'm tired of space." Tristan made a sound low in his throat. "That's what we were hoping you'd say."Ethan's hand found my hip first. Just his palm, just resting there, but my whole body went still, waiting, every nerve pulling toward that single point of contact."Tell us if you want us to stop," he said. "At any point, for any reason,

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