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Nyx didn’t speak; instead, he kissed me again. The claiming touch stole all of the hurt and sadness that resounded in my heart and filled me with a gentle hope that fluttered like the flame of a candle in the darkness.

fifteen

What’s Christmas without movies?

I had no idea why I was being forced to endure this. Popcorn, I liked. Hot chocolate was fine. The candy cane Chase had forced on me while he sucked on one was tolerable. But watching these ancient Terran films was pure torture.

Both Tam and Chase had abandoned watching the film. They were giggling as they cuddled on the couch. The two of them were all wrapped up with each other, and the sight made me smile.

I was alone on my side of the over-plush couch in a ridiculous Christmas sweater featuring a human who had a massive white beard and red hat. Tam had also put on a festive sweater, though theirs had an antlered beast with a glowing red nose, but we had kept Chase naked, with just the simple red ribbon around his neck. I believed that both of us enjoyed seeing his freckled skinso much that it physically hurt to contemplate covering it when we didn’t have to.

Tam laughed loudly again, squeezing a giggling Chase, and I shook my head and hid a smile with my hand. They were so happy together. Every second that we spent with Chase, the more Tam and I got attached to him. I loathed to think about what the journey home without Chase would be like.

My coupling would be distraught without the human, and they might even refuse to leave right away. I would probably have to drag Tam away from Chase at the port, leaving our human behind. My hearts stumbled in my chest. An image bloomed in my brain: Chase’s wet face as he cried, and the sound of Tam's sobs echoed in my ears. A burning sensation started in my hearts like I’d been shot in the chest.

I didn’t want to think about how upset I was going to be when we left the freckled, dimpled human here. I liked Chase far too much. My feelings were even approaching the brink of—dare I say—love. Fucking him had been a bad idea, but I’d craved that connection with him. When he’d pleaded so nicely… How was I to refuse that?

Chase giggled, rolling on top of Tam and letting me see his round ass covered in freckles, which ass jiggled as he tickled Tam. Unable to help myself, I pulled his cheeks apart to look at his hole. It was still red and slightly puffy from the rough pounding I’d given it earlier, but it would be fine.

“Daddy,” Chase complained, wriggling away from me, face red.

Tam burst into peals of uproarious laughter.

I grunted. “I’m allowed to make sure you’re well.”

Chase was still bright red when Tam kissed him soundly. The two of them went back to their teasing, and I smiled watching them. Something about the two of them together was beautiful.Both of them were clearly content and occupied while I was stuck with only this Terran nightmare film for entertainment.

My fingers twitched as I thought of getting my d-pad and checking my messages to see exactly what was going on back home. I was trying so hard not to look at work. That had been part of the deal between Tam and me when we went on this vacation. No work. I spent far too much time working, and I felt bad for my coupling. They deserved far more than I was giving them.

My eyes raked over Chase, who was laughing brightly. Maybe I could convince Chase to come home with us? He would be right there beside Tam. It would be comforting to know that Tam wasn’t alone all the time when I was at work. Though if we did bring Chase home, he deserved more than my partial attention, just like Tam. They would both need more, and that would mean cutting back hours at work, which wasn’t a bad thing at all. Just something that would be challenging for me.

Still, could Tam even be taken from Chase? They had bonded so much in a single day. Clearly Tam was attached at this point, and I had to wonder what they were thinking. Chase was human. There was no way he would want to return with us after this short stretch. It was preposterous. All the same, I loathed to think of myself without Chase right beside me.

Chase’s form crashed into me. I grunted, wrapping my arms and some of my tentacles around him to keep my boy from falling to the floor. Remaining calm, though one of them could’ve been hurt, I asked, “What are you doing?”

“I don’t know. Tam shoved me.” Chase sounded hurt, so I kissed his lips, and he melted into my embrace, snuggling against my chest, and my hearts pounded together at the feel of him. He belonged to me, as Tam did, but I wasn’t sure if I could keep him.

Chase wiggled on my lap, and I held him still to keep from getting aroused. At the thought of sex, I worried about his sore hole. Part of me wanted to use this rather romantic moment to force more nanite gel into his ass, but I swallowed the urge. He was fine. Humans, while more fragile than many species, were hardy creatures.

“I wanted Nyx to play with us, pet. That’s why I shoved you. But I have to go, anyway,” Tam said.

“Where?” Chase asked.

Tam leaned over, kissing him, and Chase hooked his arms around Tam. “Remember Maurice?”

“Yes.” Red filled Chase’s cheeks, making me chuckle.

“He invited us to come play with him and his wife tonight. Want to come?” Tam asked, trailing their fingers down Chase’s sides. “It would be fun to watch Maurice fuck you nice and hard.”

Chase pressed tighter against me. “I guess.”

I frowned, and so did Tam.

“Level?” I demanded.

“Three,” Chase whispered, eyes down.

I stroked his chin and cheeks. “Good boy for telling us.”