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Gwen

I stretched and my ribs screamed at me. “What did we do last night? I feel like I got run over by a truck.”

My eyes opened. The room was dim, but it was clearly not mine. Or Clark’s room.

Wait, I’d woken up in the middle of the night and Tenzin was in bed with us. Were we in his room? I’d never been there before.

I blinked again, trying to bring everything into focus. Flowers and balloons crowded the table. A bunch of monitors beeped by the bed.

Monitors? I looked down. Clark slept on my chest. One of his wrists was in a cast. Tubes came out of one of my hands.

I was in the hospital?

Tenzin stood there before the bed in only a pair of shorts. “It was an SUV. Do you remember? You and Clark were on his motorcycle and got into an accident.”

Had we? I winced. “My head hurts so much it’s hard to think.”

“I’m sure it does.” He came over and sat next to me on the bed. “I’m glad you’re awake. We were worried.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.” I flinched. I didn’t mean to be a bother.

“None of that, Precious.” Tenzin cupped my face with his large hand.

“We made up? You both purred for me last night.” That much came easily to me.

“I’m so sorry for not communicating. None of it was you. It was all me. I was a knothead and I’m sorry. Will you have me back? I can’t imagine a life without you. I don’t care if you go to Mexico or Hawai’i or overseas. We’ll make it work. I want you in my life.” His chest shook, voice earnest.

“Apology accepted. I missed you. I’d kiss you, but my mouth feels like ass.” Struggling to sit up, despite my Clark blanket, I made a face.

Should I make him grovel? Yes. Did I have the energy for it? Nope.

Clark mumbled, “Five more minutes.”

“She’s awake. We should let Lenny know before the dads decide to visit.” Tenzin helped me sit up as Clark rolled over.

“Oh. How bad was I hurt?” My heart skipped a beat. Yeah, I didn’t want the dads here. I moved my legs. Okay, my legs worked. I didn’t see any casts on my arms. But my ribs and face ached.

“Bruised ribs, broken nose, mild concussion.” Tenzin brought me a cup and put a straw to my lips. “You were unconscious for two nights.”

“Oh.” I took a deep drink of water. “That’s not bad. Clark hurt his wrist?”

I struggled to recall what happened. All I remembered was leaving Tito’s to go home–and Tenzin saying he’d meet us there.

Yes, we had sort of made up at Tito’s. After Austin and his knotwaffle brothers waylaid me. Ugh.

“Broken wrist and cracked ribs. You two could have been hurt so much worse. However…” Tenzin winced. “You spiraled. Bad enough to need a lot of medicine. But you came out of it. You’re in the omega unit.”

“Betas don’t spiral. It’s just me being broken.” I grimaced and looked around, taking in the nice room, with the couch, table, and the big hospital bed.

Though I had spiraled before. Back then. More than once.

“Betas like you can. It doesn’t mean you’re broken. Also, Clark told off the administrator trying to move you. Though I’d have liked to see him try, considering how many Knights were here.” He stroked my hair.

That was quite the thought.

He picked up his phone and sent off a text. Then he told me about everything that had happened.

I leaned into him, rubbing my forehead as I listened. “I feel shitty. But I’m glad you’re both here. Isn’t there a game today? I’m supposed to be on duty.”

“Yes, but all three of us are off tonight,” he assured. “Ty’s taking the game.”

“Okay.” The idea of moving made me feel sick.

“We’re right here.” Tenzin squeezed my hand.

“I don’t want the dads to come. Maybe Matty. But I don’t know.” I frowned.

“That’s fair. We’ve let the Knights visit, some Maimers, and a couple of your hockey friends, too,” he told me. “The doctor thought having friends around might help you wake up once you were out of the spiral.”

“That was nice.” I finished the water.

Clark’s eyes fluttered open. “Gweny, you’re awake!”

He sat up and I saw that he was naked. Also, while I wore one of Clark’s shirts, I wasn’t wearing panties.

“She is,” Tenzin said. “Now put some pants on, so we can tell the doctor she’s awake.”

“What can I do to make you more comfortable?” Clark asked as we sat on the bed, watching the Knights play the Carolina Lightning Bugs, and I shifted again against him.

“Give me a new head.” I just felt awful, like I had a massive hangover and a migraine. Not to mention my entire body hurt, including my face. At least I wasn’t hooked up to as many monitors as I’d been this morning.

The day itself drained me. There were lots of tests and visits from the police, a social worker, a specialist from the Omega Center, Kylee, my agent, and my coaches.

Not to mention calls from the dads and Matty, texts from siblings, friends, and Tony, insta-chats from Mercy, Cooter, and my teammates. Also, just dealing with everything from changing work shifts at the rink to emailing professors about retaking tests.

It hurt to concentrate on anything for too long. How was I going to go back to class in a few days? Though I was benched from hockey for at least two weeks. Maybe longer. That wasn’t just games either. It was practices and EBUG stuff, too.

Even the food Lenny brought hadn’t made everything magically better. Though the candy bar Clark had for me, and my not-birthday cookies from the game, that were still in my backpack, had helped.

So had the fact that Patrice sent me queso dip.

Sitting here watching the game with Tenzin and Clark was nice. Okay, should I be watching TV? No. Was I? Yes, though I just closed my eyes and leaned into Clark when I needed to.

I could do without the announcers talking about how Clark was out because we’d gotten into a motorcycle accident. It sort of felt like it was my fault, because I’d wanted to ride with him. Even though I knew it wasn’t.

It was the fault of the dumbasses who hit us and didn’t stop. The police were still trying to find them.

However, I noticed that some fans wore sparkly pink. They’d been interviewing them during pre-game. The fact that people wore it, because they wanted me to have a speedy recovery, meant everything.

We watched as JP blocked another goal from the Lightning Bugs. I enjoyed watching the Lightning Bugs, one of their goalies was a beta and part of my ‘short goalie playbook’, since he was five-foot-nine.

Tenzin got up to use the restroom, leaving me alone with Clark, during a commercial break.

“Is it weird sitting out?” I asked. He’d missed a couple of games when he was injured, and when he’d gotten the flu, but nothing major.

“Yeah. But it’s nice being here with you.” Clark kissed my temple. “I’m hoping they’ll let me back before we go away, though.”

“So soon?” I frowned. There was one more home game, a couple days off and the championship cup dinner, then they went on the road.

He looked toward the bathroom and lowered his voice. “I may have planned something special for Tens when we’re in Glitter City.” Clark’s look went hungry. “Tens kissed me, back at the wedding. He held me. Is it wrong to want more of that? He signed the paperwork with HR for both of us.”

I sucked in a breath. “He did? No. Not at all. That sounds nice. Though he doesn’t like surprises. Maybe let him know ahead of time that you planned something special? Even so, go for it. I’d love one time for you to fuck him into me.”

“I’m pretty sure he wants to be in charge. How about if he fucked me into you?” His eyes blazed with desire as he nuzzled me, making me giggle.

“Mmmm, yes please, Tesoruccio.” I hummed, images of that going right into my spank bank.

“Are you two being cute without me?” Tenzin came back in, expression fond.

“What are you going to do about it, Big Guy?” I smirked.

“This.” He climbed back onto the bed with us and snuggled into me, careful of all my injuries.

Mmmm, yes, please.

The game came back on. Tenzin kept texting someone. Anxiety crept into his scent.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, leaning my head on his shoulder. I caught the name Jacen. Oh, that was his bestie that his ex ran off with.

“Do you want to wait for the game to be over or should we do this now? No, I’m not leaving you. No, I don’t have second thoughts. But it is something to discuss.” He looked pained.

I lowered the volume of the TV, my belly twisting. “What’s wrong? Is it your ex?”

Tenzin nodded. “Morgan’s having a difficult pregnancy with the babies and has been in and out of the hospital.”

“Babies?” My eyebrows rose.

He pulled up a sonogram with two little babies on it. Tenzin pointed to one. “This is Bean. This is Squiggles, the incredible hiding baby. He’s mine. We only found him recently.”

I sucked in a breath. “You’re going to be a dad! But…” My brow furrowed. “What does this mean? Are you going to try to go back to the Sasquatches? Maybe the Storms or Belugas? Be close to them?”

While I didn’t want to lose him, I knew how much he wanted to be a dad.

“At this point in my contract, it isn’t feasible. But perhaps later we could all try to get within ultra-bullet distance? At least for a while?” Tenzin asked.

“Maybe not the Belugas, but why not?” I replied. Lots of teams were an easy train ride to Portland, including Rockland. Clark nodded in agreement.

Tenzin paused. “You’re okay with Squiggles being mine?”

“Why wouldn’t I? When did you find out?” I tried to sort everything out in my mind.

“During the wedding. It’s why I’ve been so busy. I’ve been trying to set up a fund for him, negotiate custody, and get in the right headspace, so I don’t cause him too much emotional damage. It’s a lot. Even though I have no interest in being in their pack, I want to be a good dad.” His anxiousness swirled around me.

Oh. Okay. That made sense.

“As you should. Twins with different daddies. That’s my siblings Sofia and Chiara. Will Squiggles visit? Though he’s a baby and you play hockey, so I guess we’re not doing an every-other-weekend-and-half-the-summer split custody thing?” I asked, recalling the arrangement one of the skaters I’d trained with had.

“No, especially when he’s little. But I’d like to spend time with him in the off-season, even when he still needs to be with her. Lay the groundwork for him to be comfortable with us, because we won’t be playing hockey forever. Create a home where he knows he’s welcome. So he feels like he has two families who both love and cherish him,” Tenzin told me, looking both earnest and pleading. “Would you two be okay with that? While I’ll spend time alone with him, I’d love for you to be willing as well. Though I know that’s asking a lot.”

“Of course. We can teach him so much.” I felt a little giddy. I loved kids.

“One day, if we get a house, we can build a treehouse together,” Clark told me, excitement in his eyes.

“I love that idea. When I was little, I built one with my grandpas.” I grinned. “We can teach him hockey. He’ll be best at being a goalie, of course.”

“He’ll love comics and Go-goKart,” Clark agreed. “The Defender League animated series is pretty cute.”

“There’s also Monstruo Lane.” I laughed. Yeah, we were watching Carlos’ show with Tens’ baby.

Tenzin kissed my forehead. “Thank you.” He reached out and cupped Clark’s cheek. “You, too.”

I held my breath, waiting for them to kiss. But they didn’t. I got a whiff of Clark’s hurt. Maybe Clark’s Glitter City plan would work. I wanted my boyfriends to be boyfriends.

We finished watching the game; the Knights winning.

“Do you want me to wash your hair?” Clark asked. “I’m sure you want an actual shower.”

“I do.” The nurses said it was okay, I’d just have to get rebandaged.

I gave Tenzin a sultry glance. “Maybe you should teach Tens how to wash my hair, too? Oh, and what to do if I have a nightmare?”

Yes, I was being pushy. I wanted both of them so much right now.

“If you want to see me naked, you only have to ask, Firecracker.” Tenzin grinned and scooped me off the bed.

“Really?” I let Tenzin carry me into the bathroom.

“I can’t deny you anything.” He set me down and gave me a kiss.

Clark followed us into the bathroom with a bag. Setting it down, he turned the water on. It wasn’t a big bathroom–or shower. But it would work.

Gently, Tenzin undressed me, while Clark stripped and set some things in the shower. Tenzin removed my bandages, while I removed Clark’s. Ugh. Road rash wasn’t the fun part of riding motorcycles.

“Come in, the water’s warm.” Clark helped me into the shower.

Tenzin gazed hungrily at us. “What a sight.”

“Are you joining us or watching, Big Guy? Both are just fine,” I asked, leaning into Clark’s naked, muscular body.

“I’m coming in.” Tenzin undressed and climbed in with me.

Yeah, I needed this too. For a moment I just let them sandwich me with their bodies, holding me under the warm spray.

“Let’s get you clean. What should I do?” Tenzin asked.

“Here, use this.” Clark handed him a bottle.

Tenzin washed my hair tenderly under Clark’s instruction. Clark got out the body wash and gently stroked me. The water and soap stung a little on the open cuts and bruises. Still, it would be nice to get truly clean.

It felt so right to let them care for me like this.

“Let’s get you rinsed off,” Tenzin told me as he took the handheld sprayer down, so he could get all the soap off, as I leaned into Clark

“I’ve got you, Sweetness,” Clark told me. I leaned against his bruised and naked body, careful of his ribs–and glad he could shower with his cast.

Clark’s fingers slipped inside me as Tenzin sprayed us with warm water.

A happy sound escaped my lips as they pumped in and out of me. “I like this part of showers.”

“Good. You know, in the most embarrassing conversation ever, the doctor told me that I should make love to you a lot to speed your healing.” Clark leaned in for a kiss, continuing to stroke me as Tenzin put the sprayer back in the holder.

“Heal me with your alpha happy juice,” I murmured between kisses.

Tenzin’s hands caressed my ass. “I see how it is now, not just a ploy to see me naked.”

“I won’t push you, Tens, but I intend to get some. You’re welcome to just watch.” I wrapped my hand around Clark’s pierced dick and gently squeezed down his length. It hardened under my touch as his knot swelled.

“I loved having you that weekend. Being in bed with you both.” Tenzin’s body pressed against my back, his erection nestling in my crack.

“Me, too.” Clark’s voice was soft. Wistful.

“Are you ready? If we start being physical, I’m not going to stop. We’re something, even if we call it nothing. We close this. We communicate. We call each other out when we’re not. We support each other. This is it.” Tenzin’s hands caressed my breasts.

“But it’s all three of us,” Clark challenged, his fingers picking up the pace as the warm water continued to stream over our naked bodies. “We are something together and apart, even if those relationships develop at different paces. We signed paperwork for you, too, not just each other.”

“I want the three of us to be something,” I added. “Because I want movies and dates and snuggles and Squiggles. I want breakfasts and showers, and both the good and bad. I want it all, with the both of you, no matter what teams we end up on.”

A happy sigh escaped my lips as Tenzin soaped up my ass and slid a finger into it.

While I loved showers with Clark, cuddles with Clark, and nighttime sexy snuggles, I also thoroughly enjoyed being between the two of them.

“Accepted. Though next time I want you to wear my number, too, not just Clark’s.” Another finger entered my ass, as Tenzin sucked on my neck.

“Then you need to give me something with your number on it. My hat was in my goody bag. Also, Clark wore my number to my game.” I took Clark’s hard length in my hand and guided it into me, a happy little shudder going through my body.

“I’ll do that then. Can I have this ass bare? I’m on birth control now.” He withdrew his fingers and rubbed his cock against my tight hole, and Clark gently thrust in and out of me, as he leaned against the shower wall.

“Take me, Tens. Give me mostriciattolo.” My body shuddered again with happiness as the two of them started fucking me, bringing me to my peak, then knotting me.

As we stood under the water, the three of us joined as one, I was overcome with happiness. I’d missed this.

Now, to get Clark what he needed, so that we could all live hockily ever after.