I nodded. I was so used to being the annoying reporter everyone wanted out of the room. It was something that I had mostly come to terms with, but I was struggling with the idea that I would appear too nosy to them.
“Holly,” Flurry said softly.
The way he said my name had me all twisted up.
“I know that you’re a reporter and we’re hockey players, but that’s only one part of who all of us are. A date is for learning about those other parts.”
I nodded, breathing out. “You’re right. Sorry. I just don’t want you to feel like I’m trying to find out all your secrets or something.”
Klaus chuckled. “I’ll tell you all my secrets…if you tell me all yours.”
I wrinkled my nose and smiled. “I see how it is.”
The tension finally melted away. I took a bite of one of the roasted potatoes and groaned. It was absolutely perfect. Garlic butter chicken, roasted root vegetables, a Greek salad, and soft rolls spread out on the table, all delicious.
I could feel both of them watching me.
Flurry cleared his throat, raking his claws through his fur. “Right. That’s a pleasant sound. I need my brain to work.”
I winked at him. I enjoyed seeing him so flustered.
“Klaus and I have been dating for a while. And we are mates, but we are both certain that there is something between the three of us. We both want you, want to be with you, want to know you. I loved watching the two of you kiss,” Flurry said. “It was hot. It turned me on. And I’m pretty certain Klaus would love to watch us kiss, too.”
“I would,” he confirmed. “I’d like to see a lot more than kissing.”
My pussy throbbed at the thought of doing more. Already, kissing Klaus had been one of the hottest things I’d ever done. It made my sexy times with my ex look like a bucket of vanilla ice cream.
“What kind of things do you like, Holly?” Klaus asked.
“Do you mean like…sex things?”
“Yes,” they both said.
Fuck me. I felt like I was going to faint. I took another sip of wine, trying to gather coherent thoughts that weren’t simply ‘anything the two of you want to do to me’。
The thing was, there were many things that I’ve always wanted to do. Many kinks that I have never been able to explore. And now that I was dating again, I promised myself I would make sure to try things I wanted.
I had a feeling that these two monsters could bring every fantasy of mine to life.
“I love being spanked,” I said. “For starters. Well, I love the idea of being spanked. I haven’t been able to do a lot of exploration because I was with someone for a while and, well…we didn’t do much. But I love the idea of being man-handled, especially as a plus-sized woman. Blindfolded, maybe some wax play.”
“What about being called a good girl?” Flurry asked.
“That sounds hot,” I whispered.
“What about being called a naughty girl?” Klaus asked.
“That also sounds hot,” I said, squeezing my thighs together.
“Is there anything that is a definite no for you?”
“I think that with degradation, I’m only open to going so far. And I don’t like the idea of being humiliated.”
“Communication is key,” Klaus said, giving Flurry a look I couldn’t quite understand. “And I’m glad that you told us that. You should never be afraid to tell us if something doesn’t work for you.”
“Kink is about getting what you want and satisfying a deeper part of you,” Flurry said. “I’ve learned so much about myself since I’ve been with Klaus. He’s a wonderful teacher.”
“I’m going to be very blunt, Holly,” Klaus said.
I looked at him, holding his dark gaze. “Okay. I like blunt.”
“We want you. We want to fuck you. We want to please you and explore this instant connection we are feeling. But is that what you want? There is no pressure on doing anything tonight other than enjoying a meal together. What would you like to do?”
“All I’ve been able to think about since I saw you in the locker room is getting on my knees with Flurry,” I said. Klaus let out a low rumble, clearly pleased. “And I want to be with both of you. I desperately want to do…everything.”
Flurry chuckled, leaning back in his chair as he looked at Klaus.
“I told you,” Klaus said. “Fate always finds a way.”
I wasn’t exactly sure what he meant by that, although he had mentioned fate and mate several times now. I knew monsters were a little different from humans. I’d heard about the bonds that could happen between two or more people, and it was something that was not normal for humans. If that’s what they were talking about, then I might have been biting off more than I could chew.
But I also couldn’t find a shred of desire to leave.
“So,” Klaus chuckled. “How did you end up becoming a sports journalist?”
“I’ve always loved sports,” I said. “I love writing and taking pictures. I started off covering local high school sports, and finally last year got promoted to covering the NMHL. I love covering the triumphs and failures, and seeing resilience and sportsmanship. Also, the fights don't hurt.”
“You’re really good at it,” Flurry said. “I’ve read some of your stuff. Although you were a little harsh on Coach last season.”
I winced. “Sorry?”
“Don’t be,” Klaus snorted. “The old gargoyle needs some pressure sometimes.”
“Do you have any family?” Flurry asked.
I shook my head, feeling a stab of sadness. “No. Not that I speak to, anyway. I was engaged and close with his family, but… that didn’t work out. He cheated on me.” I sighed, taking a sip of wine. “And that’s the only time I’ll mention that.”
“His loss,” Flurry growled, glowering. “Our gain. I’m sorry that happened, Holly.”
“It’s okay. Like you said, his loss. What about the two of you? Well…I know you have family. But not much about them.”
“Too much family,” Flurry mumbled. “I have three brothers and four sisters. And all of them are a handful.”
“I have to say I’m an only child to two krampus’，” Klaus said. “Ma and Pa are very proud and good parents. And I have cousins I talk to sometimes.”
“Ah, yes. An only child,” Flurry teased. “Everything makes sense now.”
“Shush.” He rolled his eyes, but smiled. “I think they’d love both of you.”
“How could they not? We’re amazing,” Flurry said.
I grinned. I quite liked the idea of knowing their families…maybe one day. I could dream, right? Having a family of my own was something I’d always wanted, especially since it had never really been something I’d had.
“Do you want kids?” I asked.
Fuck. Maybe it was too soon to ask that.
“I like this. Asking the big questions first,” Flurry said. “I want many kids. A whole bunch of them. I want to have a whole cluster of children and be the sports dad that teaches them how to play hockey or whatever.”