Page 31 of Unwrapping Chase
His jeans hadn’t protected his calf from the sharp blade of the skate, and deep red blood spread over the fabric and dripped onto the clouded ice. Chase, while grimacing, didn’t utter a single noise of pain. He should have, though. Crying wouldn’t bother either of us; we’d take care of him. Why didn’t he cry? Had someone gotten mad at him for doing so in the past?
Like the incident after the bathroom. He’d been so scared.
I wished Chase would cry, but Nyx and I were making more than enough noise for him between our growling and fussing over him. We were strained, to say the least. There was something about Chase, one of us, being hurt that made all of our protective instincts rise. He was to be guarded at all costs.
Nyx moved to one of the wooden benches that surrounded the rink and sat, keeping Chase on his lap. He smoothed a hand over Chase’s hair while pressing lingering kisses to his cheeks. I nuzzled and kissed Chase’s palm while also rubbing Nyx’s tentacles to soothe him as we all waited for the staff to get their shit together. If someone didn’t show up soon, I was going to start screaming and threatening people like an asshole. But if that was what it took to take care of our Chase, I was perfectly fine with it.
Thankfully, less than a minute later, a harried-looking woman with buzzed blonde hair appeared. She was ensconced in a white jacket so thick that it was a miracle that we could see any of her. Honestly, her shape was a mystery. I wouldn’t have even thought she was female besides her name, Janis, and her pronouns, she/her, pinned on her jacket. For all I knew, she wasn’t a human, just another species who had a human-looking face. Not that it mattered, but I felt better with a human tending to Chase, because they would know how to meet his needs appropriately.
I was going to have to take a first-aid course for humans later.Ineeded to be able to help him in emergencies.
She popped open a first aid kit while other staff rushed past us to the rink, probably to clean up the blood and fur. I paid them no mind. I didn’t care at all what happened to anyone else. No, all that mattered was that one of my hearts lay on the bench, injured and in the arms of another one of my hearts.
The woman skillfully cut Chase’s pant leg, ignoring mine and Nyx’s warning not to injure Chase any more than he already was. A single slice lay against his freckled skin, and the sight of it gutted me. Any injury could be catastrophic.Thiscut was shallow, but it was bleeding more than I liked.
Chase whimpered, going frightfully pale. I pushed his face into Nyx’s neck, so he didn’t have to watch, and Nyx interlinked his fingers with mine on the back of Chase’s head. I knew in that instant, we were both decided. Chase didn’t need to see more of this if it was going to bother him. We would take care of him, as we should. I ran a soothing hand down Chase’s side as the staff member cleaned his cut, and I also coiled some of my tentacles around Nyx’s to keep him calm.
“It doesn’t look too bad,” she said, dabbing the wound with a wet square. “I’m going to disinfect it and use a dermal regenerator. He should be fine in a day or so, but I’ll send the resort doctor to check on him. Chase might rest better in the B&B.”
“Fine,” Nyx snapped. “But Chase is not going anywhere.”
“He’s staying with us,” I immediately agreed.
She raised her eyebrows but refrained from commenting.
I kept whispering calming words to Chase while I trained a keen eye on the staff member. I didn’t trust her with my pet. Yes, she might be human, though that remained in doubt, and she was probably trained, but I didn’t know her qualifications. I refused to trust her simply because she was a staff member with a first-aid kit. Chase was far too important. I was temptedto demand to see her certifications, but that would stall Chase being out of pain, so I kept quiet.
When she bandaged Chase’s leg, instructed us to keep it clean as well as dry, and left, Nyx kissed Chase, tongue invading his mouth. Chase whimpered, and I softly smiled as I watched my throupling kiss. The way they pressed into each other. The way both of them held on as if they never wished to let go. It melted me into a pile of goo.
Nyx whispered, “You were so good, boy.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Chase replied before looking at me and reaching out.
I grinned. He needed my reassurance too. I kissed him, slicking my tongue in his mouth, tasting both him and Nyx. So yummy. I wanted to eat Nyx’s spend from Chase’s ass; I bet that would taste good too. Chase sucked on my tongue, and I let him. He seemed to enjoy having things in his mouth. The warmth of him, the feel of him, and Nyx in my arms were utterly perfect.
When I finally broke away, Chase whimpered in protest, trying to get closer to me.
“You were very good, pet. Did you want to suck on one of my spiculi?” I asked.
He flushed, but nodded.
“Once we start walking back,” Nyx said, and I frowned, even though that was wiser, in case I or Chase became aroused. Nonetheless, I wanted to soothe Chase’s stress, but I yielded to Nyx.
Someone caught my eye, and I finally turned from my injured heart. Maurice stood with an attractive gray-haired woman with kind blue eyes, about his age. I kissed Chase one more time, then said, “I’ll be right back.”
My leg throbbed, but I was trying so hard to be good as I sat on Daddy’s lap. I didn’t want to cry and upset him. I would give no reason for Tam and Nyx not to keep me, even though it was foolish to hope for more. Nyx held me tight, kissing my face while he inspected my damaged leg with his tentacles. I couldn’t contain the yelp when he brushed over the bandaged injury, even though his touch was featherlight.
He cupped the back of my head, then kissed me once more, invading my mouth. I surrendered to him completely and let him have whatever he wanted. Nyx would take care of me. I was safe and sound in his embrace. I let his tongue consume me and slide against my own. He tasted so good, and he felt so nice. I moaned, my cock starting to harden even though I’d come not that long ago.
Nyx palmed my groin, uncaring about the people around us. He ground down on my erection, almost meanly, and I moaned, unable to help myself. I rutted up, needing more.
“Daddy?” I asked, breathless.
He licked my lips. “My good boy deserves a reward.”
“Here?” I asked, surprised, glancing at all the people around us.
“No, but when we get back.”