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| Tyler, Dmitri, and Barron's original story |
Fireworks Over Bear Mountain
Originally posted on Manlove Summer Fantasies
©2018, Kelex
Tyler placed the large foil pack of ribs into the oven to stay warm before stirring the pot of beans one more time. Before he was done, he felt a set of hands clasping his hips before a rock-hard body pressed behind him. A sigh came from his lips and he melted back against his mate, Barron. Without turning, he’d known which one of his two mates was behind him. They’d been together enough years Tyler could discern from a simple touch.
A scent.
A hard cock pressing into the middle of his back.
“The smoker is going and we finished setting up the tables. The boys are all outside playing,” Barron whispered beside Tyler’s ear. “And Dmitri’s on his way up to the house, too.”
Tyler closed his eyes and wished they couldplay for a little while. With kids and family in and out of the house at all times—and all three of them often being exhausted by the end of the day with the farm to run and Tyler’s part time job—it felt like they hadn’t shared one another’s bodies in forever. Unfortunately, now was notthe time, either. “We have nearly a hundred people coming to the cookout tonight.”
“There’s a few hours between,” Barron murmured, running his large hand down the curve of Tyler’s spine. “We could sneak away for a few minutes.”
“It’s going to take a little more than a few minutesto take care of the need I’ve got,” Tyler admitted.
“You feel it, too, hmm?” Barron asked before pressing a kiss to Tyler’s earlobe. “It’s been too long. My bear’s roaring inside.”
Tyler could hear his own bear spirit roaring. Theirs was a very tactile relationship. The animal within lusted for a touch from a mate. Sex was as necessary as breathing for males like them. But finding time for that when they were raising Tyler’s youngest four brothers and the seven cubs they’d made along the way wasn’t easy.
Now that the boys were getting older and independent—and off to school—late mornings had become their intimate time. But now summer was upon them. No school, all kids… and it was about to drive them all batty.
The back door to the farmhouse opened and Tyler stiffened some, scared one of the cubs was running in. When he saw that it was Dmitri, he smiled.
“Getting started without me, I see,” Dmitri said, lifting a brow.
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“Just priming the pump,” Barron said with a grin.
“So now I’m a pump, hmm?” Tyler said, shooing Barron away. He walked over to the island and slid a huge bowl across the surface. “Something’s missing. Help.”
Dmitri was the cook of the family. How Tyler had got wrangled into prepping most of the food, he didn’t know. His mate grabbed a spoon and tasted the potato salad. “Dry mustard,” Dmitri said before opening the pantry. He added a few healthy dashes and gave the potato salad a few good stirs. Once he was done, he tasted it again… and smiled.
He took another spoonful and rounded the island. “Here. Taste.”
Tyler reached for the spoon, but Dmitri pulled it away.
“No. Let me,” Dmitri said, his voice husky.
Tyler felt heat spread through him as he met Dmitri’s heated gaze. Opening his mouth, he let his mate feed him. He sucked the spoon, cleaning off every drop of food.
And it wasbetter. “Why am I the one in here cooking?”
Dmitri began untying Tyler’s apron. “Because you look so good in one of these.”
Barron pressed behind him, that hard cock at his back making his body go liquid. Dmitri’s head lowered and captured his lips… hungrily kissing him. Tyler moaned against his mate’s mouth, growing greedy for more.
“Not here… the boys could walk in,” Tyler whispered as he pulled his head away for a brief moment.
He was over Barron’s shoulder in a heartbeat.
Tyler slapped Barron’s ass as they climbed the stairs. Lifting his head a little, he saw the lust in Dmitri’s face as they neared their bedroom. He met the male’s stare and felt the heat building. As he was tossed onto the middle of the bed, he heard a click of their bedroom lock… and they were alone.
Clothing flew off in every direction. Once they were all naked, Barron and Dmitri slid into the bed beside him, their hands caressing every available inch of flesh. When Barron slid down his body, leaving a hot trail of kisses, he gasped, knowing where that trail would lead. He closed his eyes, his head falling back, as Barron’s hot mouth wrapped around the head of his cock.
Not to be outdone, Dmitri’s drugging kisses and wicked fingers added to the chaos that was Tyler’s body. He went molten between them, writhing against their tormenting touches. A finger circled his asshole, readying him for the claim he knew they wanted to make.
A knock came to the door. “Papa?”
They all froze. Tyler sighed.
“Papa?”
Tyler sat up in the bed. “Yeah, baby?”
“Jamie kickedme,” came a half sob, half whine through the door.
He turned and eyed his mates. “I knewthis was going to happen,” he whispered hotly before climbing across Dmitri’s body and out of the bed.
Another small knock came to the door. “Papa? Did you hear me?”
“Yes. I’m coming.” As quickly as he could, he pulled his clothing back on. Dmitri and
Barron finally rolled out of bed, lethargic.
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| My inspiration for Dmitri |
“What’reya doing?” came the small voice from behind the door.
Tyler went to the door and opened it a crack before slipping into the hall. Going to one knee, he eyed the baby of the family, Bailey. “Are you bleeding?”
“No,” Bailey murmured, fat tears still clinging to his dark lashes. He looked so much like Dmitri, it was crazy.
“Break anything?”
Bailey shook his head.
Tyler heard footfalls coming up the stairs. Soon Jamie stood there eyeing them. “We were playing soccer… it was an accident… and I already told him I was sorry.”
Tyler eyed Bailey. “That true?”
“It hurt, Papa.”
Tyler sighed. “If it was an accident, and he apologized, and nothing was broken—then it’s okay. You’ll survive, I swear.” Tyler lifted his head to his eldest cub. “And you—you need to be more careful when he’s playing with you boys.”
“I barely touched him,” Jamie argued in a huff before storming down the stairs.
“You’re his big brother!” Tyler called down. “It’s your job to protect him.”
“Yeah!” Bailey cried down, too. “You gotta protect me.”
Tyler turned Bailey’s face to his and wiped away the baby tears. “And you, young man, need to remember your big brothers are rougher and tougher than you are. For now. I have a feeling you’re going to be bigger than all of them some day.”
Bailey grinned.
Tyler gave his cheek a peck before the boy tore down the stairs to go back outside.
When he rose, he stared down, realizing his baby would soon no longer be a baby. Bailey was six and had started half days at cub school the year before. He spread a hand down his flat stomach. Thoughts of another babe had filled his head for weeks now—but they already had a houseful as it was. Another hand joined his, sliding over his. He looked up over his shoulder at Dmitri.
“You’ve got that look in your eye,” Dmitri whispered.
“What look?”
“The one you get when you want another cub,” Barron said as he headed for the top of the stairs.
“I do not,” Tyler fibbed. “We have enough kids.”
Barron eyed him as he took the first three steps and Dmitri laughed against his back. “Let’s get down and finish cooking,” the latter said before coaxing him to the stairs.
Tyler let Dmitri urge him down when all he wanted to do was head back into the bedroom and make that baby he shouldn’t want. They wrapped up all of the prep, the three of them a practiced whirlwind in the kitchen. An hour later, the first of their guests arrived—his son Jamie’s namesake—his eldest brother. Jamie arrived with his mates, kids, and two huge coolers filled to the brim in the back of their pickup. One for the kids and the other for the adults.
“I also brought a bunch of watermelon for the kids to snack on later. Anything I can help out with now?” Jamie asked as he tossed one of his cubs over one shoulder.
“Wanna come help me with the smoker?” Barron asked before heading toward the back door.
They filled out as other guests marched in to help.
The next two hours were organized chaos.
Barron and Jamie took care of the smoker while Dmitri and another of Tyler’s brothers, Colt, manned the huge grill. Some neighbors and friends joined them for the celebration, as well. Almost all of Tyler’s brothers—and there were a ton of them—were there, along with a bevy of mates and cubs. There was only one brother missing. Colm, who’d moved to Midnight, Mississippi to serve the King of Midnight was the only not there.
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| My inspiration for Barron |
They’d met Colm’s brother bear, human mate, and cubs on a visit home a few years before, but Tyler missed having the bears close. They’d all been through so much with their terrors for fathers, and they’d come out the other side—all finding love and happiness—and becoming the family they should’ve been all along.
Music played from the old stereo Barron had set up just outside the barn. Kids screamed and played on the massive playground his mates had built for all their boys, and the many tables were filled with friends, family, and laughter.
The sun began to lower, setting the sky aflame with pinks, oranges, and reds. Tyler stood on the fringes, a smile on his face as he watched everyone there.
How long they had suffered. His brothers more than deserved this life they had now. He felt the sting of tears at the backs of his eyes as he watched the love they all had for one another now. After years of surviving, they’d made it.
Barron was soon at his side. “You look sad.”
Tyler shook his head and smiled widely. “Not even close.”
Barron grinned down at him. “You did this, you know?”
“Did what?”
“You held on tight and refused to let your family be ripped apart after your fathers died,” Barron said, wrapping his arms around Tyler.
Tyler slid his hands over those massive arms, holding one of the men he loved more than life itself. “No… that was you and Dmitri. If it wasn’t for you two, I don’t know where we’d be today.”
Barron pressed a kiss to Tyler’s lips.
“Get a room,” Jedidiah grumbled as he marched past to get another helping of barbeque. Bailey trailed behind his uncle and took one of Jed’s hands.
Jed smiled down at the cub, which was a miracle in itself. The surly teenager had been in a crabby mood since puberty.
“If only getting a room worked,” Barron said against his ear.
Tyler laughed and saw Dmitri eyeing them from behind the grill. Heat filled his stare, a lusty smile crossing his lips.
But then he looked past Tyler.
Tyler turned, to see what Dmitri saw. Off in the distance, there was dust being kicked up down the lane. They had a late arrival.
When the truck grew closer and he saw Mississippi plates, a smile came to his lips.
“Colm!”
After the truck came to a stop, Colm climbed out of the driver’s side door and waved. Before they all could exit the vehicle, Tyler rushed over to hug his brother. Colm’s handsome human mate, Reese, and brother bear/panda shifter, Theis, all shuffled out carrying cubs in their arms.
“I didn’t know you guys were coming,” Tyler said.
“Declan asked me to meet with him. Says he wants to talk to me about something big,” Colm said. “Being his assistant, I thought you’d have more details for me.”
Tyler frowned, wondering why the alpha hadn’t said anything to him. “He never said a word,” Tyler said. And then his eyes rounded. “But I mighthave an idea.”
Declan had been talking about creating a new Bear Mountain Police Department. As the city center had grown, it had been a lot for the Sheriff’s Department to handle. They’d had to split their focus between the city and the surrounding mountains. And it had stretched resources.
Colm was a lieutenant for Midnight’s Police and had been for many years. He now had years of experience with protecting a huge paranormal city—something Declan just might need.
“Clue me in?” Colm asked.
If he said something now, it might give Colm too much time to think things over and say no. Tyler wanted his brother back in the safety of Bear Mountain. Midnight was too damned far away to be raising the next generation of McCrearys.
A city was no place for cubs. They needed the mountains, the farm, and the family. A place to run free.
“I might not be right,” Tyler said before walking over to give Theis, Reese, and the three boys a hug. “I’ll leave that up to Declan.”
Colm sighed before rounding the truck and taking the youngest cub into his arms. “I know you want me to come home… and so does Declan. You’re bothtransparent.”
“The valley would be a helluva lot safer for the boys,” Theis remarked.
“Not you, too,” Reese complained. “I just finally got the hang of Midnight… and now you want to leave?”
“I think you’d like it here in Bear Mountain,” Tyler said to Reese.
Reese didn’t look like he agreed. “I have my own weekly TV show in Midnight. Do you have any idea how hard I struggled to get that?”
“A city boy in the country… you could film your own reality TV show right here,” Theis said with a chuckle.
Reese looked like he was about to argue but paused. “You know… that couldbe interesting. Midnighters would love to see how the bears of Bear Mountain lived. I’m always asked questions about it because of Colm, but I don’t have much to share. They’d eat that up.” He smiled. “Yeah, I could make that work.”
Tyler wasn’t sure how the alpha would think of that, but kept his mouth shut. He led them all over to the party. Cries went out to welcome Colm and his family. After a long series of hugs, everyone was fed and settled as night fell upon them. The kids chased fireflies. The cicadas, crickets, and frogs began to sing their songs. Stars illuminated the sky.
Colm found him some time later. “I brought something special with me from Midnight. We’ve got it set up over in the field.”
“What?” Tyler asked.
“It’s a surprise. Just get all the kids together here at the tables. I don’t need them running around and getting too close.”
Tyler eyed his brother before rounding everyone up, as requested. He grabbed a racing Bailey and found the rest of his flock seated along one of the picnic tables. Sitting between Barron and Dmitri, he sat Bailey on his lap.
And he watched as Colm light something with a lighter.
There was a sizzle…
An explosion of light and sound commenced.
Everyone winced for a second before they realized it was fireworks.
And not just anyfireworks. These seemed to be magical fireworks, as they zigged and zagged in ways not possible. The sky was a visual feast of color and shape. Tyler turned to eye his cubs and saw them utterly transfixed by what they saw, smiles of wonderment on their faces. Colors from the sky washed over his beautiful boys, and he smiled.
The fireworks went on for almost a half hour, delighting everyone there. When it was over, a groan of disappointment ran through the cubs.
“Are they done, papa?” Bailey asked.
“I suppose so.”
“Awww,” Bailey said before wriggling from Tyler’s grasp to play with his brothers. Tyler felt a little glum. His baby didn’t like to cuddle anymore.
Colm walked closer. “What did you guys think?”
“That hadto have a little magic on it,” Barron said.
“Got them in one of the witch shops on the East Side. One of the only warlocks I trust confirmed they were safe and wouldn’t burn the fields down.”
“Good to know,” Dmitri said. “But if you burn up our crops, I’m coming for you.”
Colm laughed. “I don’t doubt it.”
Not long after the fireworks were over, everyone pitched in to clean up a bit of the chaos. Food was stored or divvied up. Tables and chairs were all folded up and the trash collected. The rest could be taken care of in the morning light. Once they were done, the smaller family groups began to depart, tired cubs resting heads on shoulders. All of them thanked Tyler and his family for hosting another spectacular summer family barbeque.
Tyler hated for them to leave but was so ready for the quiet that would come after.
When everyone was gone and the boys inside getting ready for their baths, Barron and Dmitri pulled Tyler into their arms.
“You’re notgoing to check on the boys… you’re going to go straight to our bedroom. You’re going to take a warm bath and relax. We’lltake care of the cubs and get them to bed… and join you as soon as we’re done.”
Tyler smiled, staring up at his mates. “Don’t take too long. I might fall asleep in the tub.”
He pressed a kiss to both their lips.
“Don’t worry. We’ll wake you,” Dmitri said before stealing another kiss. “We need to finish what we stared this afternoon.”
The dormant heat Tyler had felt during their attempt to sneak away reignited with a roar. The bear within was ready to finish it right then and there, up against a picnic table and under the stars. Too bad they couldn’t, not without someone potentially catching them.
Tyler moaned against their hard bodies, wriggling against their strength.
“And once we get you into our bed, we can talk about that cub you want,” Barron whispered against Tyler’s ear. His big, strong hand slid to Tyler’s stomach.
Tyler gasped, his head falling back to Barron’s chest.
And he knew in that moment their family would soon be growing by one more…
If not tonight, soon…
Bear Mountain is a 21-book series, with two spin-off series—Project Zed and Midnight, Mississippi. You can get the first book in the series, Bound to Two Bears for FREE on Amazon or at my publisher, Twisted E-Publishing.
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