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with the demanded scream. He was still shivering in the
aftermath when Brook pushed him back down, reclaimed
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the grip on his hips, and rutted into him a few more times
before holding on tight and groaning loudly as he came.
Sidney slumped down onto the bed, whimpering as
Brook's cock slipped from his body, leaving a wet, sticky
mess to drip and cling to his thighs. Colby gently tugged
him further up the bed, wrapped loosely around him with
Brook settling on his other side.
"So what's for dinner?" Sidney asked with a yawn.
"There's an awesome gourmet burger place not far
from here. We ate there a couple of days ago and were
sad you weren't around to enjoy it," Brook replied, face
lighting up.
"You guys hate ninety-five percent of burger places."
Colby smiled against his skin. "Yeah, well, there's still
the five percent, and this is one of them. They've got a
Portobello burger to die for, at least to judge by the
obscene noises Brook made while eating it. Salads are
really good, too."
"I'll stick with cow," Sidney replied.
Brook poked him. "Weirdo."
"Says the man who fucks his brother."
Brook and Colby scoffed. "Speaking of incest and
weirdos," Brook said. "What made the raccoons fold? They
seemed pretty damned determined to keep a hate on for
us. Was pretty sure we'd be going to court soon."
"I think they finally realized just how many groups
they'd pissed off, and how much that was going to affect
them. At the end of the day, shifters stand together. That's
why everyone is so volatile over this revealing our
existence thing. They pissed off at least two wolf packs,
probably more since a lot of packs will fall in with those
two. Pissed off not just my flock, but the half-dozen flocks
we're closest to, a whole fuckton of rabbits, and to finish
off, damn near every snake in existence since they adore
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Skylar and all the inroads he's made for them. Bad mix to
piss off, to say the least. So they folded, probably hoping
to make friends again. When I left they were spilling their
guts to the DPRS. Pop was cackling and talking about
buying a good bottle of wine." Sidney grinned. "Since
that's wrapped up until the meeting with the wolves, I
decided to come here, see you guys early."
"Best surprise ever," Brook declared, and Colby smiled
softly in agreement.
"Aunt Nancy told me before we split off that the
conference was back on. Didn't get any details, though."
Colby shifted, pushed a leg between Sidney's, nuzzling
against his back. "It's not until next year, which is later
than she wanted, but pick your battles, etc etc."
Sidney yawned. "Glad it's happening, at least. Sky and
Brady will be happy." He yawned again. "So dinner, sex,
then tomorrow we head for South Carolina? I hope we're
driving. I'm sick of planes."
"Yeah, driving," Brook said. "Then homeward bound in
a couple of weeks. I'm going to sleep on the patio for a
month straight and no one can stop me."
Sidney went still at that, dragging open his heavy eyes
to look at Brook. "You mean my house? That's home?"
They'd all three been so busy with work and meetings,
that they spent more time in hotel rooms than anywhere
else. He hadn't known where they were all going to settle
when they got to that point. Hadn't wanted to broach the
topic.
"Duh," Colby said and dropped a warm, heavy kiss on
his shoulder. "Come on, let's shower. Last one in has to
pay for dinner."
He sat up, and Sidney immediately snatched up the
pillow, clobbered him with it, then used Colby's surprise to
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shove him into Brook before he leapt out of bed and
bolted for the bathroom.
They got their revenge in the shower, but it didn't
leave Sidney feeling very sorry for his actions.
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About the Author
Megan is a long time resident of LGBTQ fiction, and keeps
herself busy reading, writing, and publishing it. She is often
accused of fluff and nonsense. When she's not involved in
writing, she likes to cook, harass her cats, or watch movies.
She loves to hear from readers, and can be found all over
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