Dearest Hayden Somerset,
By the order of the Supernatural Council, you are cordially and definitely not mandatorily invited to spend three weeks at Caer Tarw in Ireland. All expenses shall be paid. The ticket provided also grants you access to a special taxi service that will bring you to the grounds, free of charge. Expect beautiful, lush landscapes and three weeks of stay at a beautiful castle near scenic hills, close to the coast and near the beautiful emerald waters.
These luxuries are provided to you as a way of bridging gaps between the supernatural societies. Caer Tarw is the territory of, and under the direct jurisdiction of, the Minotaur Herd. As such, should you choose to join in the festivities, you are required to give your full attention and attendance. There is no caveat to this invitation, but as soon as you arrive, you may notice that you have been specially chosen because of your specific sexual predilections.
We have invited only men of different packs, covens, clans, kits, families, as well as prides to join the festivities in Caer Tarw. With its one-year anniversary of being under the jurisdiction of the Minotaurs, the celebration shall be a welcome respite from the drudgery of what we can only assume is the mind-numbing boredom of day-to-day life.
Present the ticket at any point in time from the moment this letter arrives at your home for up to seven days. If the seven days pass without word of your arrival, we will consider you unable to attend and will invalidate your ticket.
Once again, there is no caveat to this invitation.
Signed under the office of Councilmember Linda Xiang, Supernatural Council
Hayden Somerset couldn’t believe his eyes. Even as he’d adjusted his glasses once, twice, and again throughout the entire evening, he couldn’t believe what he’d just read.
He couldn’t believe it when he showed the special ticket and was given a first-class seat from his hometown all the way to Ireland.
Sweet, beautiful Ireland, with its lush greenery and fields as far as the eye could see. At least, when Hayden finally got out of the cityscape of Dublin and went into the countryside.
He couldn’t believe it both when he showed the ticket to the taxi services and was presented with his own Town Car, and he definitely couldn’t believe it when the taxi didn’t ask to be paid anything even though the car ride took three hours from the airport to Caer Tarw, which was quite possibly in the middle of nowhere for all Hayden was concerned. They’d passed by the side of cliffs in narrow roads that were right beside the water, and twisted and turned into lush green forests that made Hayden’s inner rabbit scared.
But whatever joke he’d been expecting, Hayden certainly hadn’t been expecting this. The Caer was beautiful. It stood tall and proud, all gothic architecture with windows that had arches and modernized window panes. The dark-colored concrete blocks looked heavy and foreboding, yet the lights that glimmered inside were homely and welcoming. Colorful flowers dotted the flowerboxes underneath certain windows, and the gates were wide open. The courtyard led up to twin staircases that allowed one to enter the main entrance hall of the Caer.
The courtyard itself was pristine. Well-manicured lawns, flowerbeds, and even some small trees were placed in symmetrical positions around the round road that the taxis could use to get in and out of the Caer.
Hayden stepped out of the taxi. The driver smirked. “You’re in for a treat. Caer Tarw is expecting a lot of visitors. Most hospitable grounds I ever did see,” the man said as he walked out to open the trunk of his car. Hayden adjusted his glasses and swallowed down his apprehensions.
“Really? I have no idea what to expect.”
The driver guffawed as he pulled out the pair of big trunks Hayden had. “That’s the thing, though, innit? Council doesn’t really say what they want from you even if it says that there ain’t nothing to their invite. My advice? Don’t worry about it and enjoy yourself, lad.” He tipped his hat just as he went back into the taxi. “As for me, I think I’m going to head back to the town nearby and get some rest.”
Hayden bid the taxi driver farewell and the taxi drove off into the distance. Already he could hear the sounds of clinking glass and merrymaking even from outside. Getting a look at the Caer from this vantage point, it still looked daunting, with a large tower topped with what he could only assume was some form of glass dome at the top. He sighed and took his first steps toward one of the staircases leading up to the main floor, both bags clacking against the ground.
The rabbit shifter was a small man, after all. He couldn’t really lug his luggage about as he wanted to.
When he reached the top of the stairs, Hayden gawked as he finally saw just how large the grounds were. There were large hallways on either side of him, leading up to different wings of the palatial Caer. Despite the stone used in the building all around him, the floor of the main receiving hall was definitely marble in material. He adjusted his glasses onto the top of his nose and smiled.
If the outside of Caer Tarw was already majestic and beautiful, this just emphasized that point.
Hayden gasped as goosebumps appeared over his flesh. Ronan’s hands settled onto his sides just as Brian walked up right in front of Hayden and softly pressed his body close to the shifter’s, sandwiching Hayden in between both of their heated forms.
Hayden’s body was sweet, and unlike anything Ronan ever tasted before. It reminded Ronan of honey, almost, making him crave the smaller man’s touch.
The man’s skin was soft and supple, completely smooth, with long lines of sinew that was more dexterous and agile than it was burly and muscular, like both him and Brian. As Ronan’s lips suckled gently, every bone and muscle in his body wanted him to taste, to touch, to lick. Ronan felt Brian’s hands settle just above his own, gliding up and down in unison with him to feel Hayden’s body.
Then, without a single word, just as Hayden gasped and Ronan’s tongue gently drew up and down in sinuous and slow lines against Hayden’s nape, the two Minotaurs pulled up Hayden’s shirt and his jacket, removing the offending fabric hastily and baring the rabbit shifter’s skin.
Ronan felt his heart hammering in his chest, struggling to keep up with his arousal. Damn, Hayden was delicious. His heart beat hard and fast, the dizzying feeling of bloody being drawn to the burgeoning arousal he felt.
Every nerve Ronan had lit on fire when Hayden finally got over his shock and drew Ronan up from his leaning position to press a kiss against his lips. Ronan chuckled, feeling the rabbit shifter’s tongue push into his mouth, tasting him, touching him, mapping every inch of Ronan’s lips before abruptly pulling away to kiss Brian.
Despite how new Hayden was to having two partners, it seemed that the man was a natural.
Ronan sat onto the bed, removing his shirt easily and then settling Hayden against his lap just as Brian followed suit, sitting in front of Hayden and unbuttoning his shirt before the fabric flew off of his body. Brian and Hayden were still kissing, their tongues entwined and dancing inside each other’s mouths as Ronan settled Hayden back until he was sandwiched between both he and Brian’s sinewy, strong bodies. With the contact of skin against skin against skin, Ronan groaned. Brian did, too.
His muscles tensed. Grinding his still-covered erection up against Hayden’s rear, Ronan growled. Both his hands found their way against Hayden’s shoulder and on Brian’s back, gently gliding up and down slowly until Ronan reached between both their bodies and cupped both their arousals, straining against their pants.
“Oh, our little coinín,” Ronan whispered. “There’re so many things I want to do to you, and I’m sure Brian does, too.”
“Are you kidding?” Brian said just as he pulled free from kissing the rabbit shifter. He looked up at Ronan, smiling, before looking down at Hayden. “I want to see him riding both of us.”
Hayden’s eyes widened in surprise once more as he adjusted his glasses and grinned. Ronan’s hands tightened on both their erections, rubbing the fabric against their shafts with little thought other than to pleasure the both of them. Brian groaned, and he quickly removed his own pants until he was wholly naked.
Ronan did love seeing Brian so unwound like this. With his erection free in the air and Brian’s only thoughts on making love to their newfound mate, Ronan shared his desire. Brian’s cock bobbed up, a tiny trickle of pre slowly slithering down the shaft. Ronan impishly dabbed his finger against the trail and brought it up to his lips, tasting his lover’s seed.
“There’s always going to be time for riding the both of you, trust me. I’m a rabbit.” Hayden said just as he bit on his lower lip. “If Ronan would just stop touching me, because that just feels too good …”
Ronan laughed, removing his hand off the tent of Hayden’s pants. “Oops,” he said with a mischievous grin. “I guess I should put my hands to better use, then.”
Just as he said this, he pulled off his own pants, revealing his own shaft already rock hard and pointed accusingly at Hayden. Settled like this, the two Minotaurs wholly naked and wrapped around Hayden, Ronan felt an ease that he’d never felt before.
Because he and Brian were both dominant in bed, there was always a competition to be on top. Most of their nights ended up with torrid kissing, rubbing against each other, and little else. Now, they finally had someone who wanted to receive, and more than that, Hayden wanted to receiveboth of them. It was like the rabbit shifter was the answer to every prayer they ever had.
Hayden himself eagerly removed his own pants and underwear until he was naked, and then suddenly Brian’s hands were against his hips while Ronan’s hands glided up and down his chest, causing goosebumps to appear all over Hayden’s body. The smaller man’s breath hitched, making Ronan grin as he gently licked and nibbled against Hayden’s ear, causing a high-pitched little squeak to come out of the rabbit shifter’s lips.
Brian smirked. He leaned in closer, spreading his legs until his erection was pressed against Hayden’s. Ronan could feel the weight of his lover press against his own legs. Looking down at both of their cocks as he continued to softly lick at Hayden’s neck and ear, Ronan smiled. Brian’s cock was large, eclipsing Hayden’s own by a few good inches in both length and girth.
Ronan’s fingers traveling up to the pair of soft, pink buds on Hayden’s chest to lightly pinch those nipples. “You’re so soft,” Ronan whispered against Hayden’s body. “Our little coinín feels really good.”