38. VANYA

“You don’t sound yourself.”

I sighed and fell back onto the bed. “I don’t feel myself. It’s all so strange, staying out here—not that I don’t love it, but it’s strange, you know?”

Charlene scoffed. “I’d go mad! All that nature… oh God, not to mention all those wild animals.”

I laughed. “It’s not so bad, really. I haven’t encountered any wild animals except for a snake.”

“What about the hybrids?” she questioned. “Have you seen them shift yet? Have you found out if… what’s his name? Anyway, have you found out if he’s as hung as Joy made him out to be?”

Colour flooded my cheeks. I bit my lips as I debated on answering her or not. I knew that she wouldn’t tell anybody about the things I told her, but Devrim had warned me to be careful about the things I said to others.

“Yes and yes,” I answered. “I’ve seen two of them in their shifted forms and…” I trailed off.

She instantly caught on. I pulled the phone away from my ear when she screamed. “You had sex with a hybrid!”

I sat up and scooted over to the edge of the bed. My eyes darted over to the window and then to the door. I was the only one at home, but it could change at any moment.

 “You won’t tell anyone about this, right?” I asked her once she had calmed down a bit.

“You know I won’t!” she exclaimed. “Cross my heart.”

I licked my lips. “I… I slept with two of them.”

I heard her spit out whatever she’d been drinking. After a coughing fit and a few curses, she finally found her voice again.

“You had sex with a shifter!” she whisper-yelled. “What was it like? Do they make noises? Are they rough?”

I winced. “Keep it down!” I hissed. “I don’t want the whole island to know.”

“Oh hush,” she muttered. “Nobody’s around. I’m throwing away the garbage. How was it? What do you call it? Hybrid sex?”

“They purr,” I blurted before I could stop myself.

She gasped. “Shit, Vannie. I need to go.”

“Go?” I was instantly on alert. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing,” she denied. “I haven’t been watching the time. If I don’t get back inside now, I’m definitely getting fired. I’ll call you later, okay?”

“Char—”

She ended the call before I could complete my sentence. Sighing, I locked the screen and opened the top drawer to place my phone inside. The frown stayed in place as I walked out of my bedroom. Since when was she so worried about getting fired?

Shaking my head, I paused in the middle of the hall.

My mind trailed to the cameras in my bag. I was alone and if I was to do what my father asked of me, this would be the perfect opportunity to plant them. It’s my ticket off the island. It’s going to give me the opportunity to see all the places I always wanted. I wanted to go somewhere where nobody knew me. That was the dream from the start, but now things were different…

I had never imagined myself with a hybrid… okay, so that was a lie. I had imagined myself with Devrim a lot, but I had never expected to be with him, nevermind with three of them at the same time.

Instead of doing something I knew I was going to regret, I decided to explore the cabin. Without me realizing it, my feet carried me to the basement door.

 I knew that I wasn’t allowed inside, but I was curious to see more of his space.

Obsidian had blindfolded me when he carried me to his bedroom, and the next morning, he had carried me out. All I’d seen was his bedroom, bathroom and little sitting room.

My hand grabbed hold of the door handle and twisted. The air got locked in my lungs when the door opened without any trouble.

Pushing it open all the way, I stared at the stairs that led all the way into the darkness.

I hadn’t seen Obsidian since that day which was about two weeks ago, and although I’d spent almost every night with Ezra and Devrim, it just wasn’t the same without him.

Blowing out a breath, I pushed the fear aside and made my way down the stairs. It was not what I expected.

The space was big, but there were no windows at all. I found the light switch by feeling along the walls, but the single bulb hanging from the middle of the ceiling didn’t help much.

A door to the far right led into the sitting room and the bedroom. There was a boxing bag hanging from the ceiling, and below it, one of those thick gym mats.

What drew my attention was the stereo against the wall and then the weapon display right next to it.

Not just any weapons, knives. Knives in all colours, shapes and sizes.

I pressed a finger against the cold blade of one of them and shivered.

Turning away from it, I spotted a chest of drawers in the corner of the basement. All the drawers were locked, so I headed towards the sitting room.

My eyes instantly darted over to the wall with newspaper clippings, but I ignored them and walked past it to the curtain and into his bedroom.

I was searching for something that might help me understand him a little better.  

Much to my surprise, Obsidian’s bed was made neatly. His room was spotless too, unlike Ezra whose room was a mess.

As I was going through his closet, I spotted a bag at the back, similar to the one my father had given me.

What is he hiding inside?

Shaky fingers gripped the zip. I realized how badly my hands were sweating when the zip slipped.

My breathing sped up as I slowly unzipped it, the zipper slipped from my fingers a few times.

It certainly wasn’t what I was expecting it to be.

***

Obsidian was into some dark stuff, which wasn’t really that much of a surprise. It matched his name and explained his behaviour.

Ezra, on the other hand, was a jack of all trades. He liked a lot of different things.

Devrim was hard to figure out because his room gave nothing away. He was probably a bit in between Ezra and Obsidian.

I wanted to know everything about them, but they wouldn’t allow me to get close.

Was this what our life was going to be like? Secrets and no communication?

I hadn’t forgotten anything they said about mates. It was normal for them to have more than one woman. What if they meet someone who they wanted? What if they expect me to share them with her?

“Your food is burning.”

I was jerked back to earth with a start. Jumping up from the chair, I hurried over to the stove and reached out without thinking.

“Shit!” I cursed as red hot pain shot through my hand. I had grabbed the handle of the pan without using a dishcloth.

Devrim was next to me in an instant. Reaching past me, he switched off the stove and then steered me towards the sink.

His chest was pressed to my back as he gripped my wrist and held my palm under the cold water.

“You were thinking deeply.” His lips brushed my ear as he spoke. “What were you thinking about?”

I shook my head and pulled away from him, but I only made it a few steps away before he caught me. Gently spinning me around, he gripped my wrist and lifted my hand up to his face to inspect my palm. “It’s red.”

I smiled at him. “It’ll fade. I jerked away fast enough to prevent a bad burn.”

I tugged on my hand, but he didn’t let go. Devrim lowered his head and surprised me by licking my palm. The feeling of his raspy tongue on my skin made shivers race down my spine. “They say that our saliva is good at healing small wounds.” His eyes darted up to mine as his lips slipped along my skin to my wrist.

My legs weakened and my mind blanked. He paused when he reached my shoulder. Slowly, he pushed the shirt away and started kissing me there.

My head dropped back when his lips moved up my neck and finally reached mine.

I was breathless and clinging to him within seconds.

Devrim picked me up, making my legs wrap instinctively around his waist.

He broke the kiss and stared at me. “I want you, Vanya.”

I had to swallow a few times to find my voice. “Want you too.”

“Good.”

I gasped when he started moving. “T-the food,” I cried.

“I’m only hungry for you,” he growled.

Smiling, I pressed my face to his neck for a few seconds to breathe in his scent before I pulled back to look at him.

“You might be hungry for me, but the others are probably hungry for food,” I muttered.

His eyes locked with mine as he climbed the stairs. “It’s just us tonight, rosebud.”

“Good,” I whispered.

Devrim entered the bedroom and carried me over to the bed where he slowly lowered me onto the mattress. For a moment, he silently stared down at me with unreadable eyes. My lips parted, but before a word could escape, he leaned down and kissed me again.

“You are beautiful,” he muttered against my lips.

I tugged at his shirt, letting him know that I wanted him to take it off, but Devrim took his time. He kissed me again, swiping the tip of his tongue across my lips before he pushed it into my mouth. A moan fell from my lips when his tongue brushed mine.

Someone’s been practising.

Just as I was about to get lost in his kiss, he sat up and jerked his shirt over his head. As he struggled with the button of his pants, I took it upon myself to get my own clothes off.  

A shudder raced through his body when his skin brushed against mine.

Without wasting time, Devrim leaned forward and wrapped his lips around my nipple. I buried my hands in his hair when he moved over me, and I arched my chest. He placed open-mouthed kisses across my skin to my other breast where he sucked until I was a squirming mess. Pulling away, his lips moved down my stomach. My hips jerked upwards when his lips reached my pubic bone. There, he hesitated for a second before he moved again.

Gripping the back of my thighs, he pushed my legs up and then spread them apart. Finally, he fastened his mouth onto my pussy. Obsidian and Ezra had never gone down on me, so I wasn’t expecting that from Devrim, either.

“Oh God,” I cried when he started growling and purring.

I pulled his hair and bucked my hips to try and get him off. The intensity was too much.

“P-please.”

And then the orgasm hit.

I tensed, cried out, and slammed my legs closed as my body arched off the bed. Finally, Devrim pulled his mouth away. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh before he sat up.

My body was limp, brain swirling with the unexpected pleasure he just gave me.

He grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my stomach,  then he pulled my hips back until my ass was in the air.

My eyes fluttered open when I felt the first brush of his cock against my pussy. I sucked in a sharp breath when he entered me with one thrust. I just about managed to slip my arm underneath my forehead, so I could breath as he started fucking me.

His cock hit all the right places inside me, not to mention that the position we were in made his balls hit my clit with every thrust. My muscles clenched around him, and a second later, I was rushing over the edge again.

Devrim kept on moving, drawing my orgasm out. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against his chest as he sat back on his haunches.

His cock jerked, once, twice and then I felt the first burst of his heated cum. There was a pressure building inside my pussy, but it wasn’t painful, just noticeable.

His hips stilled, but his body trembled.

I relaxed against him with a low moan. Devrim hugged me tighter and dropped his face to the crook of my neck.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked after a while.

“No,” I breathed. “I liked it.”

His arms loosened and his lips brushed along my shoulder. “Ezra told you about the swelling?”

 “Yes, he told me after.”

Devrim chuckled. “He should’ve told you before you had sex.”

“Yeah.”

Looking down, I took one of his hands in mine and spread his fingers out, palm up. His arm twitched when I traced one of the lines on his palm with my fingertip.

My finger moved up his middle finger to the tip and then down again.

His cock jerked, making me smile.

Devrim spread his legs a little and then surprised me by slowly moving his hips.  He bit down on my earlobe and then licked my skin. “I’m not human,” he growled. “I can fuck you all night, rosebud.”

***

“Can I ask you something?”

His hand on my back froze as he tensed for a few seconds before he continued tracing his fingertips along my spine.

I was half on top of him, utterly exhausted, but unable to sleep.

“What’s on your mind?” he questioned.

I wrapped my arm around his abdomen and pressed my face against the crook of his neck.

“You said that you usually have more than one woman, uhm, female.”

“Yes.”

“I won’t like it very much if you make another female your mate,” I whispered.

His hand froze again. I gasped when he suddenly rolled on top of me. His eyes darted between mine. When he continued to stare at me, I bit my lip and lowered my eyes.

“We don’t want another female,” Devrim finally answered. “We only want you.”

I swallowed. “That’s good.”

“You’re not thinking of asking another male, are you?”

My eyes widened in horror. “No! I only want the three of you.”

“Good.”

My eyes shot up to his. Devrim smiled and then leaned down to kiss me. I pushed against his chest when another thought hit me. A sigh fell from his lips, but he raised his head.

“Is this mating thing the same as human weddings? You’ve never explained the whole process to me yet.”

He licked his lips. “I’m not exactly sure how it’s going to work with you being human.”

“How does it usually work?”

Amusement filled his eyes as he watched me. Devrim slipped a hand under my back and pressed my body against his before he rolled onto his back. My hands shot out to press against his chest to stop myself from falling forward.

His eyes dropped to my chest and slowly trailed lower.

“Panthers mate while in shifted form.”

I blinked at him. “Y-you mean you mate in your a-animal form?”

He nodded and looked back up at me. “We’d hurt you like that.”

“Yes, you will.”

Fear filled me as images flashed through my mind. I’d seen him shift that day weeks ago. I’d felt the weight of his body when he stood over me. I’d felt the rasp of his claws against my skin. He was big, and by that, I meant that every part of him was big.

“Stop worrying,” he muttered.

Reaching up, he stroked my cheek with his fingertips before slipping his hand into my hair and tugging me down so our lips hovered a few inches apart.

“We’ll figure something out,” he muttered. “I’m determined.”

I smiled. “Yeah?”

He nodded. “Very determined.”

I moved my hips and chuckled when he sucked in a sharp breath. “I can definitely feel your determination.”

Devrim’s hand slipped down my back to grip my hips. He lifted me effortlessly and aligned our bodies. My eyes fluttered closed as his cock slowly entered my pussy.

“I love being inside you,” he whispered. “I could stay like this forever.”

I moaned and sat up. Leaning back, I placed my hands on his thighs a few inches above his knees and circled my hips.  

“I won’t complain.”