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didn’t miss the cocked eyebrow Owen cast in his direction nor the slight tilt of the man’s lips. “One big bed, big enough for all three of us to have lots of fun on.”
    Owen leaned up on his tip toes and glanced past Constantine to where Christian slept. “Bigger than that bed?”
    “Much bigger.”
    “Then maybe we should try that one out so we can decide exactly how big of a bed we need.”
    Constantine felt like singing a halleluiah chorus. He grabbed Owen by his upper arms and started walking backwards until he felt the mattress hit the back of his legs. With a small laugh, Constantine fell back onto the bed, Owen coming down on top of him.
    “So, just what did you have in mind, mate?”

Chapter 4

    Owen couldn’t believe that he was contemplating having sex with Constantine — again — and Christian. But he was, and he could feel that his body was in full support of the idea. His skin felt tight, hot. His cock pressed against his zipper, throbbed to get out.
    The grin covering Constantine ’s lips was intriguing but not as much as the hard length Owen could feel pressed against his abdomen. That just made him plain out ache. Owen remembered what Constantine ’s cock felt like pounding into his ass and even though there had been pain involved, the pleasure had far outweighed any discomfort he felt.
    “What about him?” Owen asked, nodding toward Christian.
    “That’s up to you,” Constantine said. “You’re mated to both of us, not just me.”
    “Yeah, I know. Christian explained it to me. But that’s not what I meant. I wanted to know how we should wake him up.” Owen frowned. “Is he even in good enough shape to fool around?”
    “We won’t know until we ask him.” Constantine reached for the hem of Owen’s shirt and started to pull it up his chest. “I think we should get naked and surprise him.”
    Owen grinned and sat up. He grabbed the edge of his shirt from Constantine , pulled it over his head, and dropped it behind him onto the floor. He paused when he heard Constantine inhale sharply.
    “What?” Owen shivered when Constantine stroked his hands down his naked chest.
    “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
    “Am not.” Owen could feel his face heat up at Constantine ’s words.
    “Are too,” Constantine insisted. “Between you and Christian, I think I’m the luckiest damn Delta in the universe. You both make my teeth ache.”
    “Yeah?” Owen wasn’t sure he believed Constantine . He and Christian were drop-dead, wet-dream gorgeous. But it was still nice to hear.
    “Yeah,” Constantine said, then opened his mouth.
    Owen’s eyes widened when he saw that Constantine ’s canines had dropped down. Owen stared at the white fangs for several moments, his heart pounding when he remembered them ripping into his flesh. “You want to bite me, don’t you?”
    “I won’t lie to you,” Constantine said. “The desire I have to bite you is almost as strong as the need I have to fuck you, but I won’t bite you until you give me permission.”
    “You already bit me once, and now I can hear you in my head. That means we’ve already bonded, doesn’t it?”
    Constantine nodded, not saying a word, but Owen could see the hesitation and anxiety in his suddenly tense features, the worry in his blue-violet eyes. Owen pushed Constantine ’s shirt up to his armpits then leaned down until their chests pressed together. He stroked his hand down the side of Constantine ’s angled jaw line.
    “Then I guess all we have to do is claim Christian then, right?” Owen asked softly. “And how does that work? Does he have to bite me, too, or just you? Do I bite him back?”
    “In - in order for you to hear Christian in your head like you do me, he has to bite you, too,” Constantine said.
    Owen could have sworn he saw a slight glint in Constantine ’s eyes, but it was gone before he could be sure.
    “Is that what you want, for us to claim you?”
    Owen sat back up. He rubbed his hands over