Brandon rubbed his lower back as he straightened. Next time, lying in bed might be a better way to get them off.
He grinned. One down, two to go.
“Let’s continue this in the bedroom.” He winked at Sascha who broke out in a smile. “But first, I want to make sure Cam’s head is okay.”
Brandon glanced down at Cam who seemed to be in some sort of lust-addled haze. “Cam? How’s your cut feeling?”
Cam blinked several times as he gazed up at him. “Cut? What cut?”
Brandon burst out laughing with Sascha joining in.
Sascha wiped a finger under one eye. “See, Cam? I told you Brandon wouldn’t be mad.”
Cam flushed bright red and Brandon arched his eyebrows. “Oh? You guys have been discussing this?”
Cam winced. “Please don’t kill me.”
Brandon let out a weary sigh as he caressed Cam’s back. “I’m not killing one of my mates, so you can let go of that fear.” While Brandon’s dick was more interested in keeping the ball rolling, as it were, wisdom prevailed. “I still want to take this to the bedroom so we can be more comfortable, but I do believe a discussion is in order first. I don’t want anyone feeling left out or worried.” Brandon reached across Cam and, while squeezing Cam’s nape, he took Sascha’s hand. “We’re all equally significant in this relationship. But as Sascha and I discussed the night before I left, honesty between us is everything.”
Cam gazed up at them, regarding Sascha before turning his attention to Brandon. His brow creased as he spoke, his eyes filled with hope. “Really? You mean all that?”
Brandon smiled then cupped the back of Cam’s head. He placed a kiss on his temple. “Yes, I mean it sweetheart.”
Cam regarded Sascha. “Are you okay with that?”
Sascha grinned, running his fingers through Cam’s hair. “Of course. You should know that by now.”
“I guess. I mean, I want this so badly, but I’m scared you guys’ll change your minds.” He gave a half-hearted shrug. “I’m falling for you both pretty hard.”
Brandon caught Sascha’s eye, then jerked his chin toward the stairs. Sascha picked up his silent message and nodded.
Sascha addressed Cam. “Hey, why don’t we head upstairs? We can finish talking there, like Brandon said.”
Cam rose from the chair, holding the waistband to his jeans closed. “Actually, would either of you mind if I rinsed off in the shower real quick? I’m covered in cum and motor oil.”
Brandon chuckled. “Interesting combination. While you do that, I’ll grab my duffel from the truck.”
Sascha laid a hand on Cam’s arm. “Bend down so I can see your cut.”
He drew his eyebrows together as he examined Cam’s injury and Brandon’s heart swelled. Watching Sascha’s care toward Cam gave him a peek at what Sascha would be like as a father. Both shifters were gentle souls and Brandon determined he would make it his mission in life to protect them and give them happiness.
Sascha gave a jerk of his chin as though satisfied with what he saw. “Good. It’s healing up nicely.”
Brandon glanced at the wound and saw that it was indeed almost healed. Cam was a young shifter, healthy. Between that and him and Sascha cleaning the cut with their tongues, the mark on Cam’s skin would likely no longer be visible the next day.
“All right.” Brandon patted their behinds. “Upstairs with both of you.”
Cam paused. “Oh, the bedroom I chose is downstairs, so I have my towel and other stuff in my bathroom down here. I’ll just meet you up there when I’m done. I’ll be quick.”
Brandon crossed his arms. “No. You’ll grab your towel, grooming kit and whatever else you need, then bring it upstairs into our bathroom. It’s the one connected to the master suite where we’ll all be sleeping.” Brandon arched his eyebrows as if daring Cam to argue.
“Oh, wow. Okay.”
The smile Cam radiated back at him was filled with joy—something Brandon had yet to witness from the beta. Sasha’s appeared just as delighted with how things were progressing. He intertwined his fingers with Cam and gave him a light tug.
“Come on. I’ll help you get your stuff.”
Brandon sniffed then quickly turned away. How could one beta and one omega make him so happy?