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Authors: Cora Wolf
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we can talk about this later. After we do some more kissing."
But Connor leaned back again, denying me, "well that's why Marcus came and talked to me actually. He wants to try it out. Because when your mating heat comes, we're all going to be raging balls of hormones. We don't want that to be the first time we try this. We don't want there to be any misunderstandings."
I couldn't wrap my head around how matter-of-fact this all seemed to be to Connor. Like of course, a threesome, that made perfect sense. And it was kind of my secret fantasy, to have two guys at once. But two guys I was crazy about. I was crazy about Connor, the last week of hardly leaving the bed had more than proven that, but Marcus... he seemed so cold and withdrawn. He was definitely attractive, but I just couldn't wrap my head around seeing him like I saw Connor. It just wasn't there. I didn't feel it."
"Well I'm not going to sleep with someone I'm not attracted to," I said, "and I cant just invent an attraction to Marcus."
"So talk to him then," Connor said. "Because the next time you and I have sex, Marcus is going to be there too. If it's now, or if it's when your mating heat happens, he's going to be there."
I sighed and leaned my head against Connor's big shoulder. I could try talking to Marcus at least. There was no harm in that. I hoped.
~~~
Later that day I found my way over to Marcus' wing of the mansion. It was eery walking all those long halls, so quiet, all the doors firmly shut. A giant house and just the three of us in it. It was the loneliest thing I could imagine.
It occurred to me then that I had no idea where I was going. I hadn't thought to ask exactly where Marcus' quarters were. It had never really occurred to me that I would need to know that. But now that I was there, in Marcus's wing of the mansion, the whole place was deathly quiet, and I felt like I was intruding.
I had tried to convince Connor to come with me, to make it less awkward, but he had insisted that I go by myself. It was something that I had to do myself, according to him. I was still pretty sure it wasn't even something I wanted to do in the first place though.
Eventually I heard music coming from a door, slightly ajar, up ahead. It was classical music of some sort. I knocked on the door quietly, then poked my head in.
Marcus looked up. The room was a laboratory of some kind. Marcus was bent over a table filled with test tubes and petri dishes and one very big microscope, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, doing something that looked scientific.
"Sorry," I said, "if I'm interrupting I can come back later."
"No," Marcus said, "not at all, please come in. Is everything okay? Do you need something?"
"Well, I just wanted to talk to you. Connor told me about the conversation the two of you had, and..."
"You have some concerns," Marcus said, finishing my thought.
"Yea, you could say that."
"Why don't you take a seat."
I came over and pulled another chair out from the table, being very sure that I wasn't disturbing anything. It all looked so delicate.
"What are you doing in here anyway?" I said.
"Trying to better understand werewolf genetics."
"You're still working on trying to find a cure?" I said, looking over the table again, wondering if somewhere in there was the answer to all my prayers.
"No," Marcus shook his head, "no I stopped looking for that a long time ago Sara. Now I look for a way to make more werewolves, so that we can increase our numbers and kill the vampires."
"Is that the only thing that matters to you?" I couldn't believe what he was saying. All his resources, he could be looking for a way to have a normal life, and instead he only looked for more ways to inflict pain.
"It is the single thing that drives me forward." He gave me a long look, "don't you hate what they've done to you? Has your life been so good, that you don't wish them all dead by now?"
I searched my soul for an answer, and was surprised with what I realized.
But Connor leaned back again, denying me, "well that's why Marcus came and talked to me actually. He wants to try it out. Because when your mating heat comes, we're all going to be raging balls of hormones. We don't want that to be the first time we try this. We don't want there to be any misunderstandings."
I couldn't wrap my head around how matter-of-fact this all seemed to be to Connor. Like of course, a threesome, that made perfect sense. And it was kind of my secret fantasy, to have two guys at once. But two guys I was crazy about. I was crazy about Connor, the last week of hardly leaving the bed had more than proven that, but Marcus... he seemed so cold and withdrawn. He was definitely attractive, but I just couldn't wrap my head around seeing him like I saw Connor. It just wasn't there. I didn't feel it."
"Well I'm not going to sleep with someone I'm not attracted to," I said, "and I cant just invent an attraction to Marcus."
"So talk to him then," Connor said. "Because the next time you and I have sex, Marcus is going to be there too. If it's now, or if it's when your mating heat happens, he's going to be there."
I sighed and leaned my head against Connor's big shoulder. I could try talking to Marcus at least. There was no harm in that. I hoped.
~~~
Later that day I found my way over to Marcus' wing of the mansion. It was eery walking all those long halls, so quiet, all the doors firmly shut. A giant house and just the three of us in it. It was the loneliest thing I could imagine.
It occurred to me then that I had no idea where I was going. I hadn't thought to ask exactly where Marcus' quarters were. It had never really occurred to me that I would need to know that. But now that I was there, in Marcus's wing of the mansion, the whole place was deathly quiet, and I felt like I was intruding.
I had tried to convince Connor to come with me, to make it less awkward, but he had insisted that I go by myself. It was something that I had to do myself, according to him. I was still pretty sure it wasn't even something I wanted to do in the first place though.
Eventually I heard music coming from a door, slightly ajar, up ahead. It was classical music of some sort. I knocked on the door quietly, then poked my head in.
Marcus looked up. The room was a laboratory of some kind. Marcus was bent over a table filled with test tubes and petri dishes and one very big microscope, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, doing something that looked scientific.
"Sorry," I said, "if I'm interrupting I can come back later."
"No," Marcus said, "not at all, please come in. Is everything okay? Do you need something?"
"Well, I just wanted to talk to you. Connor told me about the conversation the two of you had, and..."
"You have some concerns," Marcus said, finishing my thought.
"Yea, you could say that."
"Why don't you take a seat."
I came over and pulled another chair out from the table, being very sure that I wasn't disturbing anything. It all looked so delicate.
"What are you doing in here anyway?" I said.
"Trying to better understand werewolf genetics."
"You're still working on trying to find a cure?" I said, looking over the table again, wondering if somewhere in there was the answer to all my prayers.
"No," Marcus shook his head, "no I stopped looking for that a long time ago Sara. Now I look for a way to make more werewolves, so that we can increase our numbers and kill the vampires."
"Is that the only thing that matters to you?" I couldn't believe what he was saying. All his resources, he could be looking for a way to have a normal life, and instead he only looked for more ways to inflict pain.
"It is the single thing that drives me forward." He gave me a long look, "don't you hate what they've done to you? Has your life been so good, that you don't wish them all dead by now?"
I searched my soul for an answer, and was surprised with what I realized.
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