Thoreau - Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Wayne
Arch's plan to wear Reau out was great, but it didn't work.
Our baby boy had a screaming-down-the-house nightmare at three in the morning. Worse, he woke up and went right into a panic attack.
I couldn't even describe what it was like to watch him shake so hard, his bones should have dislocated. Arch and I tried rubbing his back and hoped it helped him, but it freaked me out to feel how tense he was, as if all the muscles in his body had tightened into piano wires.
His heart is beating too fast, Spring whined, as distressed as the rest of us, and he's not breathing! We need to calm him down!
But nothing any of us, including Mom and Dad, said or did could get him to come back to us. He didn't even respond to Spring's heavy weight on him, which usually worked like a charm.
I'd never seen anything so frightening and heartbreaking in my life, especially when his lips turned blue.
"Em's on his way. Try to get Reau to focus on something." Dad's eyes were fogged over, letting us know he was still linking with beta. "He said it worked with Spring on the training field."
"What did you do, Spring?" Mom whirled and stared at the wolf. "How did you make him focus? And on what?"
I don't know! We were just talking! Spring was a little panicky, not all like his normal, staid self, which made me a little panicky, and I was already more panicky than I wanted to be at the moment. I told him to pull my fur, not his, and he corrected me and said that he has hair, not fur. Then I asked him how else we were alike and different. That's it! It was nothing!
And suddenly I had an idea.
"Mom, make him do that sensory shit! You know, five things you can see!"
With a nod, she shooed us off the bed, which I thought was unfair since she parked her pregnant butt right next to him.
"Reau?" she called softly as she grabbed him in a tight hug. "Can you tell me five things you can see right now?"
A rattly gasp was all Reau could push out because he wasn't getting any air in. Tears filled my eyes and Spring paced around the room faster and faster.
"Come on, baby, you can do it," Mom encouraged him. "Look around. What do you see? Tell me five things."
Not even a gasp this time.
Spring whimpered, and Arch and I grabbed each other's hands, me to keep me from crying and him to keep from smashing something.
Then Dad bolted out of the room and clattered down the stairs right before we heard thunderous knocking on the front door, followed by beta's rumbly voice and Dad answering him. Heavy footsteps pounded up the stairs before beta rushed into the room, his eyes wild with worry as they spotted his little brother.
He hurried around to our side of the room, and Arch pulled me out of his way as I stood there like a dummy. I thought he'd make a straight line for Reau, but belatedly realized Mom was in the way on that side of the bed. Putting his hands in Reau's armpits and lifting our baby straight up, beta drew Reau's stiff arms around his neck and his legs around his torso, then pressed Reau's cheek right over his heart.
As he walked around the room, one big hand palming the back of Reau's head and the other spanning his rigid back, beta murmured the same thing over and over.
"Focus on my heart, honey. Count the beats."
Slowly - so fucking slowly! - Reau relaxed in his big brother's arms, and I felt the tight band constricting my own chest finally relax with him. Reau's body slumped more and more until his legs and arms hung like limp noodles at beta's sides.
"Did he fall asleep like that?" Mom whispered.
Tearing my eyes away from our baby boy, I saw Dad had her wrapped up in his arms as she wiped her wet eyes on his t-shirt.
Yeah, he's out, beta linked us all. Goddess, I wish I could get in his head and wash away all those bad memories!
You and me both, Arch muttered at the same time as Dad.
How often does he have nightmares? Mom asked.
Maybe twice a week. I've only seen one this bad before, though. Did something happen today?
Everyone looked at Arch and me, and we shook our heads.
No, nothing, Arch told them. We had a great day working on the fort with Kon, Bridger, and Elijah. We thought it would wear him out so this didn't happen.
Sorry, beta, I added. Our plan didn't work so great, did it?
Nah, boys, you did good, beta said. Thanks for being willing to help him and not giving up on him.
He's our bestie! I told him. Of course we're going to help him!
And we will never give up on him! Arch with a fierce scowl.
Let's take this into the hallway, Dad suggested. Even though we're linking, I don't want to risk waking him up. He needs sleep.
Spring volunteered to stay, so we all watched as beta laid Reau back in the center of the bed, kissed his forehead, and tucked the covers around him before Spring jumped up and laid against Reau's side.
"Hardly the way a twenty-one-year-old guy with a new mate plans to spend his Friday night." Dad clamped his hand on beta's shoulder once we were all in the hallway.
"Angelo's still out of town," beta muttered, shoving a hand through his hair, "but it wouldn't have mattered. I would have ran over here no matter what."
"Gelo still tracking down that illegal wolfsbane supplier?"
"Not this time. He got a tip about Alecto Sanderson. She's the dark witch who left that booby-trapped trunk in the bayou for Leo to find."
"Ah. I know he's been chasing her for years now." Dad nodded and hugged Mom against his side. "I hope he catches up with her. I can't tell you how many wanted lists she's on."
"Yeah, but I sure miss his advice in these situations." Beta blew out a heavy breath. "If it weren't for him and Dr. York, I probably would have screwed Reau up even worse than he already is."
"No, you would not have!" Mom disagreed with a frown. "You're a natural father!"
"You mean a natural mama," Arch snickered.
"Haha, pup." Beta rolled his eyes.
"No, you really are," I backed up my guy. "Mom said, in defense of their children, mama bears will rip a person open and eat their insides, and I can absolutely see you doing that, Beta Beast."
"I don't know about the eating insides part, unless Cove's in control," beta smirked, "but I'd definitely gut someone."
"Exactly," Mom said with an approving smile as she nodded.
"Who would have thought that such a violent creature is hidden inside this cute, short, chubby woman?" Dad teased her.
Exchanging wide-eyed glances, Arch and I slowly backed away and slipped into my room, abandoning beta to save ourselves, and I hurried to close the door behind us. We didn't need to witness what was about to happen.
We snickered as we heard a dull thwack!, then a set of heavy footsteps running down the hall as a lighter tread quickly followed.
You'd think he would learn not to use certain words, Arch smirked as we climbed back in bed.
Well, no one wants to be called chubby, Spring said as he shifted to make room for us.
She doesn't mind that so much, I told him. She knows she's packing a few extra pounds after all the pups she's had. It's the short part that gets her dander up.
Yeah, it's not easy being five foot three when you have a six foot attitude, Arch snickered.
Spring, you know the funniest thing she ever said? I held back a giggle at the memory. She told Dad she wasn't short. She was built low to the ground for speed and accuracy.
That made Arch and Spring snicker quietly until Reau sighed in his sleep, putting us all on alert. Fortunately, he only turned on his side and burrowed into me. Curving my body around his, I motioned Arch to join us and he did, spooning in against Reau's back and throwing his arm over our baby boy so he could reach my hip.
"I love you, Reau," I whispered. Even though I knew he wouldn't hear me, I wanted to say the words. "I love you, too, Arch."
"Same, Wayne. You and Reau have my whole heart." His hand gripped my hip for a second. "Good night, baby."
My belly fluttered like it always did when he called me that, and I hid my smile in Reau's coconut-smelling curls.
"Good night, Arch."
Arch
I woke up in the morning with Reau's soft butt nestled into my groin and knew I was in trouble.
During all of our sleepovers so far, I'd managed to avoid this situation. In fact, I'd teased Wayne mercilessly the other morning when he raced to the shower to deal with the unintentional boner Reau had given him from waking up in just this position.
"Arch?" I heard him whisper as Wayne snored on.
"Yeah, Curls?" I breathed, afraid to talk any louder, let alone move even an inch. The last thing I wanted to do was come all over him.
At least, not for a couple more years, I thought to myself with a smirk.
"Is that your dicky between my tushy cheeks?"
"Uh, yeah. Sorry." My face heated up, although I should have been used to his bluntness by now.
"Why are you sorry? I like knowing you are aroused because of me."
I closed my eyes and swallowed hard, fighting not to give in to my desire to dominate him here and now. I'd been in a growth spurt for the past few weeks and was now nearly a hundred pounds heavier and at least eight inches taller. It would be so easy to roll his small body face-down on the bed, where I could trap it with mine and hump his soft butt until I soaked him in my semen-
Wayne, thank the Goddess, interrupted my thoughts before I was stupid enough to act on them.
"How do you know the word aroused?" he mumbled as he yawned and stretched on Reau's other side.
"Spring told me. I like that better than saying boner, which is what Arch told me to call it when your dicky gets hard." Reau started squirming around as he chattered, amplifying my growing problem. "ChiChi, your dicky is so big when you are aroused! And it feels so good to rub my tushy on it!"
By the moon, he's trying to kill me!
"Baby, please stop rubbing your tushy on me." I grabbed his hip and held him still. "I love it, but I'm going to come if you keep it up."
"Sorry, Arch."
Reau rolled off of me and over to Wayne, and I groaned, already wanting him back in my arms.
"Ha!" Wayne barked out a laugh. "You're the one keeping it up, dude."
I glared at him as Reau jumped on him and straddled his waist, making his eyes roll back in his head. A tent began to poke up out of the sheet just below Reau's little booty, and I smirked.
"As if you aren't," I shot back. "What's wrong, my guy? Is it hard to hold our baby?"
"Wayne, did you know Arch's dicky is that big?" Reau asked before Wayne could retort.
"Honestly? No. We told you we might have only caught an accidental glimpse of each other while shifting or showering or something." Wayne cut his sparkling blue eyes over at me. "I'm looking forward to the day I can discover that fact firsthand, though."
"Discover what fact? Oh! The size of Arch's dicky? Me, too!" Reau clapped his hands as he bounced on Wayne's stomach, and the tent in the sheets - and my smirk - grew bigger. "Can I feel how big your dicky is, WayWay?"
"Fucking hell," Wayne hissed through gritted teeth.
"Uh-oh!" Reau stopped bouncing and clapping and leaned down to put his hands on Wayne's cheeks. "Am I being bad for saying that? I thought it would be okay since we won't see anything and, since I felt Arch's, it would only be fair. Oh, wait! Maybe you are not aroused. Is that the problem?"
Before I could stop him, Wayne slid Reau's hips down his thighs until Reau was sitting on his morning wood. Reau's eyes rounded and his mouth dropped open, and I couldn't hold myself back this time.
Sitting up, I scooched over and cupped Reau's cheeks between my palms.
"Reau? Can I kiss you?" I whispered.
He seemed to be beyond words because he only nodded, but that was consent enough. I held his face still and tilted mine so our noses wouldn't collide, then closed my eyes and touched my lips to his. They were soft and warm, and I couldn't get enough of them. Sliding my hands down to his jaw, I angled his head up a bit and ran my tongue along the seam of his lips.
He made a little noise at that, and I instantly pulled away, not sure if I'd scared him.
"ChiChi, was that your tongue?" he gasped and touched his mouth with the fingertips of one hand.
His other hand ran up and down Wayne's washboard abs, and Wayne looked half in heaven, half in hell, as he clenched his jaw and stared hard at the ceiling.
"Did you like it, baby?" I murmured as I dropped my hands down to his neck and rubbed his collarbones with my thumbs.
"Yes." He moved his hand away from his mouth and laid it on my stomach and stroked my abs. "You and Wayne are so hard everywhere. I like touching you both like this."
"We like you touching us like this, too," Wayne choked out, but caught Reau's hand as it wandered a little too close to his waistband. "Would you like us to touch you like that?"
"Sure!" He grinned and bounced on Wayne again.
"Fucking hell," Wayne groaned and quickly grabbed his hips to hold him still. "Take him, Arch!"
"What's wrong, WayWay? Am I too heavy?"
"No, baby. You just got me so hard, it hurts like a motherfucking bitch!"
"Oh. When that happens, you take a shower and masturbate," Reau said so calmly and seriously, Wayne and I both froze. "Then you don't end up with semen all over your clothes and sheets, like Arch did the night we shared our first kiss."
"So you do get hard?" I asked slowly. It was something that had been bothering me. I'd never once felt or saw him get a boner, not that I was looking.
Pfft! Who am I kidding? I scoffed at myself. Of course I'm looking!
"Yep!" He grinned. "Sometimes I wake up like that, and once in a while I notice at night. Binda said that is normal. It shows blood is flowing to my penis correctly."
"Oh," Wayne said and sounded as disappointed as I felt. We'd both hoped we made him hard.
"It also gets hard when I am aroused by the two of you," he went on. "The day we met, my dickie was very bad and kept standing up every time I sat behind one of you!"
As he giggled, Wayne and I blew out a sigh of relief, but then his next words froze us in place again. I would have thought we'd be used to his startling statements by now, but he always caught us by surprise.
"Can I watch you and WayWay do a soul-sucking kiss now?"
When Wayne arched his eyebrows and raised his chin in challenge, I smirked, leaned down, and planted my fists on either side of his head.
I might not have known what I was doing, but I wasn't going to let that stand in my way. My lips latched onto his and they were all that I'd ever imagined they'd be: Soft and round and plump as pillows, just as Reau described them to Wade.
Before I knew it, I was sucking his big bottom lip between mine and laving it with my tongue while my hands sank into his fluffy mess of bed head. Little noises were humming out of both of us, and I grunted when I heard Reau tell Wayne to stop squeezing him so hard.
Put your hands in my hair, I commanded him through the link, not sure how he'd respond to that. He was as dominant as I was, and I foresaw years and years of passionate wrestling over which of us would get to be on top.
Oh, yeah, I purred at the thought. Cannot wait!
Wayne listened, though, maybe because he was worried about hurting Reau or maybe because he just wanted to. For whatever reason, he threaded his long fingers into my hair, and I kissed him harder and deeper and even dared to slip my tongue between his lips.
That drew a long, deep moan from him, and I smirked as my tongue danced with his. When he started moving a bit, I wondered if he was humping Reau's butt and, if so, did Reau understand that was what was happening?
I got both my answers when Reau called out, "Arch! Look! WayWay is making me ride him like he is Henry!"
Snickering through my nose, I felt Wayne's hand leave my hair, probably to grab Reau's hips again, and knew exactly what happened when our baby's giggly squeal turned into a wail.
"Ahh!" Reau scrambled off the bed and ran toward the bathroom. "My tushy is all wet!"
Laughing, I sat up and took pride in Wayne's swollen lips and dazed eyes.
"Fucking hell." He covered his face with both hands.
"Language, dude!" I laughed harder as I hovered over him. "You already owe the swear jar $50, and we aren't even out of bed yet."
"Arch?"
"Yeah, baby?" I chuckled.
Dropping his hands from his face, he stared up at me for a moment, then exploded into motion and had me in a headlock before I could stop laughing at him. My heart fluttered as he brought his face close enough to rub his cheek against mine, then I shivered as he jammed his damp shorts - and semi-hard dick - into my hip.
Goddess, I can't wait until we're eighteen!
"I want you to know something, Arch."
"What's that?"
"I'm going to start my own fucking swear jar," he whispered in my ear. "Every time you say, 'Language,' I'll add another type of fucking to it. Hard and fast fucking, slow and deep fucking. Fucking against the wall. Fucking bent over the couch. Fucking in the shower. Every fucking type of fucking I can think of. Now go ahead and say, 'Language,' baby, and see what happens in two and a half fucking years."
"That's $150 in the swear jar, WayWay," Reau said as he walked back into the room. "What is a fucking, anyway? Can I have one, if Arch is getting so many? Oo! Can I give each of you one?"
"You can have as many as you want," Wayne told him with a dark chuckle as he released me and climbed off the bed. Framing Reau's face in his palms, he dropped a kiss on our baby's forehead. "But they're only for Arch and me to give you and each other."
"Aw!" His face screwed up in a pout. "But I like to give you things, too!"
With a little smirk, I got off the bed and joined them, wrapping one arm around Reau's shoulders and the other around Wayne's waist.
"You will, baby," I assured him. "You'll give us lots of orgasms. How's that sound?"
"Okay, but what about a fuc-"
"That's a bad word. Wayne owes the swear jar every time he says it." I gave Reau a stern look, and he nodded at me with wide eyes. "As for what it means, you'll find out when we're older, okay?"
"Okay, ChiChi. Papa promised he'd give me pacific details when I'm a bigger boy, so I can wait to ask him then."
"Good boy." Ruffling his curls, I kissed the end of his nose, then Wayne's cheek. "But you won't have to worry about it, you know. You will never be on top. Well, unless you want to someday."
"Yeah, Curls. You're going to be our perfect little bottom."
"Little bottom? My tushy? Wait a minute." Reau suddenly frowned as he looked up at Wayne. "I know why my tushy was all wet! You ejaculated on me, didn't you, WayWay?"
"Uh, yeah." Wayne scrubbed the back of his neck and his cheeks grew pink. "Do I need to apologize?"
"No. I am happy I arouse you enough to do that!" he squealed. "I think ChiChi would have done it first if I hadn't rolled over onto you."
"I absolutely would have," I agreed with a chuckle.
"This won't be the last time you climb out of bed with a wet butt," Wayne promised, although both of us knew Reau's innocent mind wouldn't understand all the nuances of his statement.
"Can Arch make yours wet next time?" he chirped. "I want to watch him rub his big dicky between your hard tushy cheeks, even if it is just through your shorts!"
"Oh my Goddess," I groaned.
Not stopping to hear Wayne's answer, I cupped my throbbing balls and ran into the bathroom, desperately in need of a cold shower.