Available May 22nd

STOLEN DESIRES

Tri Omega Mates 4

by

Stormy Glenn

Erotic, Paranormal, Werewolf, M/M/M Menage Romance

BLURB
Ryce Hunter has been mated to Saul for five years. He truly loves Saul. What he doesn't love is that every Friday, Saul goes into town to find some young stud to fool around with. In a bid to feel wanted, Ryce goes into town to find his own stud. What he finds is Cary, his other mate. Ryce is ecstatic. He feels that if Saul can't be happy with him, maybe Cary will come to love him instead.

Cary is a tri-omega mate and knows it. Finding Ryce is a dream come true. When Ryce tries to claim him, Cary says no. He knows that he has to have two mates or he will die. Ryce assures Cary that his other mate is Saul. Assuming both of his mates have been found, Cary allows Ryce to claim him. But what happens when Saul refuses to claim Cary? But all is not as it seems. Saul is driven to protect his mates at any cost, including sacrificing his own happiness.

STORY EXCERPT
Ryce bent his head under the shower nozzle, closing his eyes as the deluge of hot water sprayed down his neck and back. After a few moments, he felt the tension in his shoulders began to relax, the stress slowly draining away with the water down the drain.

It had been a long day, made even longer when he arrived home and found his mate of several years, Saul, getting ready to go out. Saul had been buttoning up his shirt and he smiled when Ryce walked in.

"Hey baby, long day?"

Ryce nodded, trying to swallow past the lump in his throat "Are you going out tonight?" He was almost afraid to ask because he knew the answer.

"Yeah, going to see if I can find me some young thing to play with." Saul grinned back at him.

Ryce couldn't believe how much anguish that statement caused him. He and Saul had been mated for nearly five years. In all of that time, Ryce had never once strayed from his commitment to Saul, even if he had thought about it.

Saul couldn't say the same thing. He had been going out to try and find a piece of ass every Friday night since Ryce had known him. That was a lot of Friday nights, and each one of them was like a knife in Ryce's heart.

It was something he had grown used to since the day that they had mated. Saul wasn't into monogamous relationships. He told Ryce that from the very beginning. Knowing he couldn't have him any other way, Ryce reluctantly agreed to let him be free.

He almost laughed when he remembered that old adage, if you love him, set him free. If he comes back to you, he's yours. If he doesn't, it was never meant to be. He set Saul free and he did come back to him every night, but he wasn't Ryce's and he never would be.

Ryce was slowly beginning to realize that. But what was he supposed to do? Saul was his mate. It was ingrained in his nature to fight with every fiber of his being to stay with his mate, even if that meant turning the other way when Saul went off to be with someone else.

"I thought maybe we could stay in tonight," Ryce whispered, knowing it was a lost cause when Saul began to chuckle. He turned his head away and pretended to get ready for a shower as tears filled his eyes.

"How about tomorrow night, baby? I've got some big plans for tonight." Saul chuckled.

"Yeah, sure," Ryce replied, walking into the bathroom to hide. "I'll see you tomorrow, Saul." He quietly shut the door, leaning his forehead against the cool wood as he heard the bedroom door shut.

He didn't know how much more of this he could take. Saul was a great guy, tall, gorgeous, caring. Except for his need to go out and have sex with nameless strangers that weren't his mate, he was perfect.

For the first few years, Ryce had looked the other way, letting Saul have his fun. Since Ryce's brother, Caleb, had mated recently, it had been harder and harder. He wanted his mate to want only him, to need only him. He wanted what Caleb had.

Saul didn't seem to need anyone. Sure, he seemed to like having someone to come home to, someone to hold in bed at night. But he never seemed to really need Ryce. Sometimes Ryce felt that if they weren't mated, Saul would still be fine.

Ryce, on the other hand, knew he needed Saul more than he had ever needed anyone. Saul was everything he needed in a mate. He just wasn't sure he could last much longer being the only mate in a two-mate relationship.

Turning off the shower, Ryce reached for a stack of cream-colored towels. He wrapped one around his waist, and used another to dry his hair. Setting the towel down on the counter, he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

He wasn't a bad-looking guy. At six-foot-four, he was nearly as tall as Saul. He stayed in good shape. The tight, rippled muscles across his chest and abdomen attested to that. He even had a small smattering of dark hair that trailed down his abdomen and below the edge of the towel. The trail to heaven, they called it.

His hair, while a bit curly and unruly, was nearly down to his shoulders. It was a nice dark auburn like his mother's, his eyes a moss green that he inherited from his father. All in all, he thought he could pass muster.

So, what was it about him that Saul couldn't commit to? Was it his looks? His personality? His need to be in a monogamous relationship? Was it just his needy personality? Is that what Saul found so hard to deal with?

Ryce shook his head, resentment and anger filling him as he thought about where Saul was going right at this moment. Saul was his mate, damn it! He should be home with him, not off trying to find some piece of ass to screw.

"Fuck this!" Ryce growled as he threw the towel across the room. If Saul could go out and find him a piece of ass, so could he. He was tired of waiting at home every Friday night, wondering where his mate was or who he was fucking. If Saul didn't want him, maybe someone else would.

Available May 22nd from Siren Publishing

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