One more coming.
“Demi, what are you doing?” I ask as I laugh at our triplets playing together. Calix is flying through the air, trying out his wings. Is he super graceful? Not at all. Is he coordinated? Nope. But is he going higher and further than he has before? Absolutely. I’m proud of our little guy. Demetrios is pulling what looks like an invisible rope to try and pull Calix back down to the ground. He’s gaining powers left and right and Apollo, who just did their nine-month check ups seems to think that the fact that they each have two siblings with various powers have shown them different things that it is possible for them to do. Of course, the second that Brison sees what Demetrios is doing, he comes to help his brother, Calix, and jumps right on top of Demetrios. It sends Demetrios and Brison flying head over heels into a pile of pillows that I put on the floor, (JoJo loves decorative pillows), and Calix is somewhat slingshot into the air, higher t
“Yes! Snack time!” I say when I walk into the living room, seeing my family all cuddled up in front of the TV and watching Bluey. I have never really been into TV until this show. It’s cute and short and keeps my attention, which is admittedly very short. What are you going to do when you are literally known for your speed? Josefina and Alexander turn, smiling at us. Demi is the first one to turn to see us and he cries out, “Daddy! Táta!” Suddenly, all three boys are on us, either with flapping wings, flying, or running with a small growl in the back of their throat. Jacob smiles and grabs Calix and Demi, hugging them tight and kissing their heads. I pick up Brison and give him the same treatment before Jacob and I switch kids. Thy chatter at us for a few seconds before hearing another Bluey episode begin. Then they are scrambling down back to sit in front of the TV. Jacob and I make our way to our mates. While Jacob
Holy shit, this is so damn hot. Alex’s mouth on my cock, JoJo’s pussy strangling my finger sheathed inside of her. All I need is a connection to Hermes. I turn to him as she starts to settle. “Kiss me, Hermes.” He turns to me, the cocky grin that is usually on his face completely wiped away by a dazed, lust-filled look. His left hand comes around and pulls my head towards his. The kiss isn’t well coordinated. It’s sloppy and wet and exactly what I wanted. Hermes given over to his carnal desires. No attempts at being sexy, he doesn’t need them. No trying to look good and self-assured, he doesn’t need to do that either. I just need him. I moan into Hermes’ mouth as Alex sinks even lower on my cock, my finger going into JoJo all the way down to the knuckle. She moans again, low and loud. “I need a cock inside of me.” Both of us turn to her, our eyes laser focused on her. Even Alex stops moving on me and loo
I hold out my fork to Kurt for him to try a bite of couscous. “I swear, you’ll like it!” Kurt looks at my fork dubiously. “It has vegetables in it.” I roll my eyes at him. “You eat vegetables at the restaurant!” “Yeah, and they’re covered in sauce or doused in butter,” he insists, still staring at my fork. I sigh. How can he be in such amazing shape and be so anti-vegetable, I have no idea. “And this has spicy and healthy fats. I swear to you it’s good. I made it just like my Ba makes it and he learned it from his, Jida (grandmother).” He still just stares at my fork like it’s poisoned. “Fine,” I shrug my shoulders and turn the fork, popping it into my mouth. I close my eyes in bliss. Ok, I was putting on a little bit of an act, but the food really is good. And it brings to mind cooking day long feasts with Ba and JoJo, Mom at our antics, and Papa trying not to notice the mess in his kitchen. Good memori
So fucking many feelings are roiling in my gut at Ollie’s ambush at the dinner table. Shame that my family is so fucked up and I am the only one that’s able to keep the lights on and a roof above our heads. Fear that if Fati finds out that my father fucked us over so much with his gambling debt that he killed himself. And that sent my mother into a spiral of depression and anxiety so bad that it started her addiction to alcohol and pills. And now I have to take care of everything. And anger that I’ve been called onto the fucking carpet. That I don’t feel like there’s anyone that I can share this burden with, especially not Fati. She’s the one bright spot in my life. And Ollie is putting that in jeopardy. Luckily, they managed to talk themselves out of pursuing that line of questioning by getting sidetracked by talking about Fati’s triplet nephews. Fati had tried to stop them from asking questions, but that pis
Do you know how humbling an experience it is to know that you are about to become a father? You’re not just in charge of that child’s education. That I can handle. I do it everyday on the training field with the Elite. Granted those guys are chronologically older than my child will be, but mentally… We’ll just say that it’s like working with toddlers some days. And those are the easy times. But it’s not just the educating of the kid. It’s taking care of them on a daily basis. It’s making sure that they’re fed and dressed and clean. It’s helping them play with other kids and negotiating fights and dealing with crushes and bullies and heartbreak. It’s teaching them how to be a good person. And how do I teach someone how to be a good person when I’ve been so horrible to my youngest brother? Ryder has had a complicated life in our family. He came along a long time after Grey was born and we thought that our family was com
“Hey, Eth,” I say, walking into the house and seeing my other brother in the kitchen, sipping a beer. I give him a little wave, but don’t move to give him a hug. I hug my parents and my sister, but I don’t hug my brothers. They hug each other, but…well that isn’t the relationship that we have with each other. And though this is a meeting for us to get to know each other better and bury the hatchet, I’m not going to push my luck. The fact that I clapped Nate on the shoulder was the most that I had touched either of my brothers outside of training in years. “Hey, Ryder. I meant to tell you how well you did in your spar against Tomas yesterday, but you ran off so quickly after training that I didn’t get to say anything,” Ethan says. He’s hesitant for a second and then walks towards me. I’m not sure what he’s planning on doing until h puts a hand up to clap around my shoulder. Not quit a hug, but much more friendly than it’s been for we
“You already know who your mates are?” I demand.I watch as Ryder’s eyes widen and he realizes exactly what it is he’s said. He didn’t want to tell anyone about this. It had just slipped out. And it’s very obvious that he wanted to tell someone. That he needed to tell someone.But he hadn’t planned on telling either of us now.“Ummm…yeah,” Ryder says. “Yeah, I do.”Nathan’s eyes are as big as the fucking steak in front of him. “How?’ “Shit…ok you can’t tell anyone. Do you understand? Like only Devin and Amberleigh know that I know and only Devin knows who they are. Like, you have to promise on the Goddess’ name that you won’t tell anyone,” Ryder says, his voice deadly serious. “I didn’t even think that I would be able to say it, so the fact that I just blurted it out…” Ryder stares at us, waiting. “Oh, shit, yeah. I promise on the Selene’s name, Mother of us all, that I will not tell anyone about your mates or the fact that you know who th