Jason Dolley as Cal Yorke

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I loved my honeymoon; that's one thing I won't ever tell my mates. Landing deep in the Amazon was heavenly. So many plants around me. I wasn't sure which South American country this part of the Amazon is that we landed but the forestry was lush and vibrant. I gathered so many herbs; I hope I can experiment with. I must ask Esme to take me there again sometime. I loved it but my mates? Not so much.

Rafe is muttering, "I will kill Esme Wood" over and over. Darric instinctively changes to his wolf Titan immediately we land, in a protective stance. Once he changes back, Rafe gives him his jacket for cover. Yes, he's also furious at Esme.

"Hold on and I'll get us out of here. I will kill Esme Wood," Rafe mutters.

"Wait. So many herbs and plants to see and study here. Can we stay just for a day?"

"A DAY? HELL NO!" Darric screams, slapping bugs on his exposed legs.

"Come on guys, who knows when I will ever get this opportunity again? Okay, half a day?"

"NO, NO, NO," Darric yells.

"I can freeze you to keep the bugs away, if you like," I taunt him.

Scrunching his face, he walks away and leans against the nearest tree muttering to himself. I look at Rafe and see a small smile and I know I had him. They finally give me some time to enjoy the forest, albeit grudgingly but not without some pleading.

"Okay one hour and you better use it well," Rafe says.

"Thank you." I hug him. "At least you support my work," I reply loud enough for Darric to hear.

"I support your work Cal, in a controlled bug-free environment. Not in a bug-infested, snake-infested, muddy, dense forest."

I go about picking up different herbs. I smell, touch, and uproot some so I can hopefully plant them for my test. When I hear Rafe slap bugs of his body, and I know it's time to go. Don't want to push them too hard.

"Okay, we can go now."

"Thank goddess," Darric sighs.

We hold on Rafe and he flies us to the nearest non-forestry location. We land in a house on the seafront. The outside is contemporary, but the location is private. There are no other homes within miles of this house. I walk around and it looks beautiful.

"Whose house is this?" I ask.

"One of Raul's getaway homes," Rafe tell us.

"How many does he have?"

"No idea but anytime I need to get away in any part of the world, he has a house."

"Want a tour, guys?"

"Lead the way," says Darric, sounding chirpy with his jacket and his dick swaying in the wind.

The inside is just as beautiful. I walk straight out and gasps at the beauty in front of me.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Yes, an infinity pool."

"This place is beautiful. I am getting in that pool."

I race off, take off my wedding suit and jump into the pool in my shorts. Goosebumps cover my body as I come up for air. A very refreshing dip after our short stay in the burning sun. I hear two more splashes behind me.

I swim back and forth for several minutes. The water is no longer cold but soothing. A few minutes later, I lay on my back, floating gently on the water just gazing at the sky. I smile when I recall my situation more than a year ago. Thank the Sun god for good friends and wonderful mates.

Speaking of mates, the two of them are on opposite ends of the pool, also on their backs. The only difference is that my men are naked as jailbirds. Looking at two dicks shooting straight up in the air is quite eye-opening. There's no shame in my men's games. I am so ready to be 'sandwiched'. I swim over to Darric and kiss my big bad wolf. After enduring all those bugs for me, I want to make him feel better.

He stands up in the pool and pulls me closer, deepening our kiss.

"Rafe, my back feels naked."

"But watching you two is such a big turn on."

"Sex now, watch later," I demand.

He swims over, pulls my shorts off and plasters his body on my back. That feels so good. My favorite position, 'man sandwich', in between my men.

Rafe kisses my shoulder blade, alternating nipping and kissing me sending my nerves to oblivion.

Darric lifts my legs, wraps them around his hip, and his hands squeezing my butt cheeks in unison. His fingers find their way to my butthole and he inserts them in my ass, preparing my ass.

"Hmm, yes." I hold on tighter. I yank my mouth away from his and lay my head on his shoulder holding on for dear life. Rafe pushes against me and Darric walks us backward till he's leaning on the pool wall. He bends his knees and inserts his dick in my ass and as he stands up his cock sinks deliciously deeper into my ass.

"Oh my god, Darric. Deeper, deeper," I moan. Rafe cements himself on my back, and his cock rubs up and down on my back in sync with Darric's cock in my ass. We fall into a rhythm, and I move up and down on Darric while he holds my ass cheeks tight, fucking me deep and hard.

"Lean back into me, baby," Rafe whispers in my ear.

I lean back and he lays me straight out, while Darric pulls my hips closer to his, nailing my ass over and over. I am spread eagle between my men, with the water buffering our movement.

"Oh goddess, I'm cumming," Darris growls and fucks me harder.

"I'm going to cum," I scream.

"NO. YOU. ARE. NOT. MATE!" Rafe pulls me off Darric. He pushes me against Darric, grabs my hips hard, and inserts his throbbing cock in my dripping hot ass.

"Yes, nothing hotter than a steaming well-fucked ass," he hisses. I concentrate and stop myself from cumming. I am ready for another body melting fuck.

And he rams into me hard, pushing me into Darric over and over, hissing and hitting my p spot relentlessly. My mind goes to mush, my body loses all senses and my ass clutches his dick tighter. I hold on to Darric.

"Ahh, ahh, Rafe please I need to, I really need to..."

"Now cum," he yells and jerks hard on my flailing cock.

"Oh, my goddddd" and I cum buckets, tensing and groggy, I realize that Rafe's hard cock is still pounding my ass.

"Rafe?" I ask and my body responds by pushing back on his dick.

"Now!" Rafe hisses loud. His hands hold my ass still on his cock.

And then he cums deep in my ass, throbbing and jerking in me as he came. His warm sperm triggers another round of cum from my cock and I scream to high heaven.

He leans on me; I rest on Darric and all three of us sway gently in the water in bliss.

"That was unreal," I say.

"Well, we are on our honeymoon," Darric drawls.

"We need to get out before we turn to prunes," Rafe tells us and pulls out of me. He jumps out of the pool. He helps me out, while Darric lifts himself up and out. We walk into a cabana-style room, dry ourselves and walk into the house.

This is shaping up to be a great honeymoon.

― ☾ ―

We were there for two weeks and they were the best two weeks of my life so far. There were times we three spent one-on-one times with the other mate. I spent my times with Darric frolicking and also retrospective. He talked about seeing the changes in the pack and true unity among the members. The only time we talked about my kidnapping, he had a good suggestion on what to do with the compound and I think it's a brilliant idea.

With Rafe, we fly literally through the area. We talked about my classes and my plans upon completion. I pestered him with questions about the Sun god. He opened up about almost giving up on finding a mate. He talked about wanting children and how he probably will spoil them.

When Rafe and Darric spent time with each other, I use that time to read and relax and just have my alone time.

This tri-union is a first we've ever known, and I think we are doing well. We realize we are best when we are all together. But we also appreciate the one-on-one time with each mate. We know that the foundation of any relationship is nurturing it, whether a twosome or multiples. And if things go haywire again, we always have Dr. Raven Hayes.

We 'flew' back to Yorke Manor a day earlier than we planned. We want to use the extra day to recoup in our new home alone.

"Welcome back, my Lords."

"Thank you, Jeffery," I answer.

"Kept the home fires burning did you," Darric teases him, patting him on the back.

"Hello, Jeffery." Rafe greets him. "How's everyone?"

"My Lords, Lady Georgiana has arranged for her wedding to take place tomorrow evening here at Yorke Manor sirs."

"Tell me she didn't?" Rafe says.

"The gazebo is decorated, and everything is all taken care of. She said and I quote 'Tell Petrov '- apologies my Lord–'that they have one day to relax, and I will be there bright and early to get ready for my wedding. And tell Cal he's my best man', end quote sirs."

I burst out laughing. Trust Georgiana to recycle my wedding for her own. It really is good to be back home.

"Your topcoats are in your room sirs. I will serve lunch in twenty minutes, my Lords." He bows and leaves.

"How did she know we will be back a day early?" Rafe asks.

"My bad. I texted Raul to thank him for the use of his place and that we are leaving it in pristine condition. I guess he must have told her." I tell them.

Smiling, I leave them alone to ponder what to do about hurricane Georgiana and walk through our home, admiring the décor I worked tirelessly to bring to life.

I stop at the library, my favorite place in the manor. I tried to recreate the Klyne Manor library, but it is not as grand as theirs. Rafe and Georgiana allowed me to bring some books on supernatural to our library but the bulk stays at Klyne Manor, understandably so.

I walk up the right staircase to our suite. We have dual staircases built with the finest oak in mid brown and they meet on the second floor. The wood feels smooth and warm to the touch as I walk upstairs, admiring the chandelier that hangs high above the staircases.

I walk to our suite, another favorite of mine. It takes about a quarter of the whole floor. I had our bedroom painted in icy blue with warm gray ascents. I tried to create an oasis with no distractions. Our bedroom has no television or a computer only phones are allowed. I purposely created a simple room, no clutters. I sit on the bed, lay back, close my eyes and take a deep breath.

One thing has been on my mind lately, but I have not talked to anyone about it: not my mates and not Esme. I have this recurring dream and the ruling council is involved. Being a chosen one is not easy. I am scared for my family and that I am not strong enough to bring the supernatural world together as the Ancient One wants. How do you go about changing the status quo that has existed since time began?

"Are you okay?" Rafe sits beside me and runs his hand softly through my hair.

"I'm fine. What about you? You're not furious at Georgiana, are you?"

"No. I'm not. I can never stay mad at Georgiana. She's Georgiana."

"That she is. So, another wedding tomorrow?"

"Lord help Raul. If you were anal at your wedding, Georgiana will be worse."

"Excuse me, anal? I was not. What is wrong with wanting a perfect wedding?"

"There's no such thing as perfect dude," Darric walks in.

"Whatever. Lunch should be ready. Let's go."

I leave my husbands and make my way to our kitchen. I'm starving.

― ☾ ―

I wake up earlier than normal, shower, and dress in my sleek grey tailcoat. I look like an English fellow. Like I've always said Georgiana Klyne has impeccable taste. I leave my mates to their sleep. Jeffery will get them up soon enough, anyway.

The manor has been set up for a small, intimate wedding. The ballroom has a U-shaped table set up for the twelve of us including the newlyweds. It is simple and cozy, just like the bride herself.

"Good morning, my dears. It's a beautiful day to get married."

Georgiana walks in with Freddy and her parents. She is dressed in a sequin, blushing, off the shoulder gown. The gown matches her skin color perfectly and molds her body gracefully. The sequins shimmer and gives off a radiant look on this beautiful morning.

Her hair is pulled up loosely with two strands falling delicately around her face. Her only jewelry is a pair of pink diamond earrings. She finishes her look with a pair of rose gold shoes. She is breathtaking.

"You take my breath away, Georgina. You look indescribable." I slowly walk towards her.

"Thank you, Cal." She replies softly. "You will be my best man, won't you?"

"I am honored." I reach her and hug her. "Hello everyone, like the bride said it is a beautiful day for a wedding. Where's Raul?"

"Dad slept in his penthouse last night. He's in his way with Lord Tobias."

"Where is my brother? And Darric?"

"Right here." Rafe and Darric enter the den in similar grey tailcoat suits. They look scrumptious. Okay down dude, not now. It's wedding time not 'let's get freaky' time.

"Georgiana you look beautiful," Rafe tells his sister as he walks up to her and gives her a kiss on her cheek.

"Thank you, Rafe. You know you are Raul's best man, right?"

"As a frequent observer of your shenanigans, I ought to be. Where's he?"

"On his way," answers Freddy. "Hi, Uncle Rafe. Welcome back." She hugs her uncle.

"Jeffery is everything all set," asks Georgiana.

"Yes, my Lady."

"Good. I need to sit down. Why is my heart beating so fast?"

"We are vampires mother, our hearts don't beat fast," Freddy smirks.

"Raul's here. Rafe, I need to talk to him before we get married. Bring him here, please?"

"You're not supposed to see the groom before the wedding, Georgiana," I tell her jokingly.

"Please, that's a human tradition. I must speak with Raul."

"Mother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine sweetheart. I just need to check something with your father."

"Now? Right before the wedding?"

"Yes , it's okay I promise." She hugs Freddy and sits down. She sits down straight, with her legs together and heels to the rear, hands folded on her lap. Gone is the cheerful bride to be of a minute ago, now in front of us is a composed, serious woman. Sun god, the many faces of Georgiana Klyne, something to behold.

"Okay, I'll get him. Jeffery, please show everyone where they're supposed to be. Tell Esme to give us a few minutes."

"Esme is here? Again?" Rafe bristles.

"I sensed her a few minutes ago. She's officiating, right Georgiana."

"How did you know?" Darric gives me a puzzled look. "You know what, never mind." He sighs. "These new powers of yours need some getting used to. I have a witch to chew out. Come on Rafe, she can't take on the two of us, right?"

"That's what you think," I say to myself, smiling.

"Okay out, out everyone. I'll be back with Raul." I tell Georgiana who looks to be a world away, which makes me worried.

I run to the gazebo where the layout is reminiscent of my wedding two weeks ago. Esme is standing outside the gazebo having an argument with my mates.

"Don't frustrate them too much, bitchy witch," I mind link her.

"I'll do my best but come on, they are so easy to tease."

"Loved the Amazon."

"I knew you would. Welcome back fur coat."

I walk up to Raul. He is sleek and dashing in a black tailcoat and finishes his look with a top hat. I whisper that Georgina wants to see him before she walks down the aisle.

"Now," he yells.

"Now." I lead him back inside and as I touch the door to open it, he stops me.

"Georgiana?" he calls out. "You want to see me? We can't see each other before the wedding, sweetheart. It's bad luck."

"What is it with everyone and human superstitions?" Georgiana replies. "I must speak with you before we get married."

Raul takes off his hat, tapping it against his legs.

"I have waited over two decades for you to marry me; I will do nothing to mess it up. So. whatever you want to say, do it from behind these closed doors."

"I must see your face, Raul, or no go."

"I have an idea," I interrupt them before this escalates into a fight on their wedding day.

"What?" Raul frowns and hisses at me, fangs protruding.

"How about I blindfold you Raul and walk you into the room? You won't see Georgiana, but she can see you while she tells you whatever is bugging her? Sounds good?"

He smiles for the first time. "Excellent Cal, you're a lifesaver. Is that okay with you, mi amour?"

"Fine, come in then."

I pull off my tie and cover Raul's face with it. I wave my hand across his face and no response. Good.

"You will re-tie this once I take it off," I tell him.

I grab his hand, open the door, and walk him in. Georgiana is right where we l left her and looks serene. A closer look shows her anxiety.

"Okay, I'll be back in a few minutes."

"No wait, Cal. This won't take long." Georgiana tells me. I pack myself by the door and wait.

"Raul, remember the other reason we went our separate ways before? You said you cannot spend your life being ridiculed for marrying above your station?" Georgiana whispers.

"And I've regretted saying that ever since."

"I know. But a part of you meant it. So, my question is simple. Before we seal our souls and bind ourselves together for eternity, are you sure you can live with this High Lady? One who has and will gain more clan responsibilities. One who will always rank higher than you and one who doesn't give any shit about it? Are you okay with making Klyne Manor our family home?"

"Yes, I do," he replies with a smile.

She looks at his face for a few seconds and then a big grin covers her face.

"Okay, Cal he's all yours and hurry you two. We don't want to keep people waiting," Georgiana gushes.

And she's back! I take Raul's hand and walk him out, close the door, pull off the blindfold off. I wait patiently while he ties my bow tie back the way it was. He makes haste to the gazebo, passing the older Lord Klyne on the way.

"Cal is she ready?"

"Yes, sir." And I open the door.

"Bellissimo, my love." He says and gazes at Georgiana. "I never thought I will live to see this day. Now I can die happy. Both my children have found love and wedded bliss." He looks at me and smiles.

"Tell death to hold on till you walk me down the aisle father." She walks up to him and gives him a peck on the cheek.

"Cheeky girl." He replies and holds her right arm in his left as they prepare to march down the hallway to the aisle leading to the gazebo.

I walk ahead as best man and lead the way to the waiting groom. No music, just comfortable silence with birds chirping and sound of leaves swaying in the gentle wind. I will say that the Sun god is playing his own music in approval of this union.

Raul's eyes widen at the sight of Georgiana. He takes a sharp breath and quickly composes himself and stands up straighter as she walks down the aisle. Her father hugs her and gives her hand to Raul. Raul cups her arm and they both face Esme.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are here again to join these two in blessed matrimony. A union, decades in the making, so let's not dillydally."

People laugh.

"Georgiana and Raul, are you two of sound mind and enter this union freely of your own volition?"

"Yes, we do."

"Now you each have your vows to share, so Georgiana you may go first."