All Chapters of Top for My Four Mates: He’s Ours!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Damon I have always had the idea of my weird sexuality but tried to keep it at bay. I used to have a best friend although we had fallen apart and it was on the night of my eighteenth birthday.He had suddenly come to me in a corner and he kissed me. I had felt a sudden feeling of completeness as I returned his kiss but then I stopped myself.I needed to make it clear that I was no fag and guilt tripped him into feeling like he had been the one at fault. But that moment had awoken a need and hunger for a man.I could not be the one black sheep of abomination. Hence, to prevent every sort of scandal, I had to make certain that I had more girls around me and on my bed. We would party so hard and I would fuck them just to tell myself that I wanted women and not men.Still, it never felt complete. It was almost like a futile attempt at discussing what animal was within me but I decided to keep living my lifestyle. At least, everyone in the family believed already that I was the chief woma

Peter "Do you think I would ever find love, Luma?" I recalled asking her on her deathbed."Ah, Mojito, of course. You would." She said to me, calling me by the name she used to call me all along.It was not known to the rest of the family but I had been with her right before she died. I had actually called that I had found her dead when indeed, I was with her through the night and even saw her struggling with death. If I had the strength, I would have wrestled even death for her life. She was the only one who got me.The real me that I was trying hard to keep from the rest of my family. Everyone thought I was just the virgin boy of the family and of course, Damon's ass licker but that was the only way to distract myself from my weird taste.I was yet to be with a woman because I just could not feel to let myself be with one. Luma noticed my weird taste when she had found lots of playboy books featuring naked men under my bed during one of her cleanups. I had actually been in a haste

Jace I got into the car and sat by his side quietly. This man that had spoken to me earlier had just gone back to his usual quiet self. He brought the car to life and started driving out of the garage. "Your seat belt." He said to me,"Oh. I'm sorry." I said as I turned quickly wondering why I had been deaf to the alarm from the car. However, I had just secured myself when he stopped the car abruptly. I was wondering if something had happened or he had forgotten something when he turned to stare at me."Would you keep doing that?" He demanded.I was confused. I had only forgotten this once and would try my best not to forget the seatbelt next time. I mean, it was a mistake."I'm sorry, Sir. I've secured the belt.* I said to him,His expression did not soften as he shook his head."And you've done it again." He stated."Sir?" I asked him, feeling totally uncertain of what he was referring to."Can't you stop apologising? You keep doing that and it's making you pass off as a fake." H

Jace It took a few minutes afterwards and a couple of awkward silent stares before Harriet returned. She had come in the company of two young men who bore with them a trolley hanger that had lots of clothes on it.My eyes widened as these clothes were exotic looking.I looked at him for approval as they all stood there waiting for his reaction."You may go, Harriet. He'll try them and I'll call you up later." He said and she bowed alongside her colleagues before leaving. It was just the two of us in here now. "Well?""Sir? Sorry... I mean, they look expensive." I said. Realising that I had committed my usual blunder."Am I asking you to pay?" He asked me."No. But..." I did not even know how to say the words in my mind."Besides, we own this place. So get changed so we're in time for supper." He said to me,They owned this place? Of course. What was I thinking when he had for himself a private elevator and an office? I nodded and went to the clothes as I observed them all."Most of t

Jacob Having Jace around the house was really suffocating. He should be in my arms where he did in fact belong and not far from me. I felt this urge and desire each time he was near.This morning, it had been Garrett's clamouring around him that I could not understand. My wolf was rattled by this stunt and I wanted to go pull him away. I came into the kitchen with the intent of observing him under the guise of checking up on Harold when I saw Garrett beside him.I know he is my brother and would probably have nothing in mind towards the boy but I suddenly felt the urge to want to yank him away from him. He should not be so close up to Jace.I was fuming and then, he just had to make it worse by leaning over to grab a carrot. That should be me, there beside him even if I would not touch him but just within earshot of his close scent. I actually could perceive him from where I stood. It was so strong but I wanted more from him.The entire house was filled with his scent. It was around