I laughed, and Seth groaned. I swallowed it, then whispered, “Do you top with Kal?”
He jerked back, face red. “W-what?”
“Do you fuck Kal or do you always bottom?” I guessed Seth was versatile, though he never talked about sex. Not from prudishness, but rather from pure discomfort.
“Why would you want to know that?” He fluffed the front of his hoodie, and the action made me smile. Travis had never let him wear hoodies. Seth had reclaimed a part of himself since that abusive relationship, and the very sight of it soothed something inside of me. While Kal could fall off a cliff and die, I was pleased to know that Seth was safe.
“It’s important.”
Seth fisted the front of his hoodie, cheeks on fire. “I top more often than I bottom. Kal prefers to bottom most of the time, and I take far more prep than he does.”
I nodded; Don might be willing to bottom. Or was this just something Kal was fine with? “Do you think Don would bottom with me?”
“W-what?” Seth asked again.
Poor guy. I was pushing him far out of his comfort zone. Caleb or Teddy might be a better source of sex information, but I didn’t know Caleb well and Teddy hadn’t been with Mindy long. Besides, Seth was the one who knew everything. He was the leader of Team Human after all.
“I want to have sex, but I can’t stomach the thought of Don inside me. Not yet.”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, squeezing the life out of his hoodie. “You need to ask him.”
I frowned.
“I’m serious, Vince. Drakcol are super open about sex. If he doesn’t want to, he’ll tell you directly. I’m sure you’ve discussed permissions and all that.”
“Yeah. We haven’t gotten super in depth, because I don’t know what will or won’t upset me until we do it.”
“Make sense.” Seth glanced at me, face as red as a tomato. “Ask Don. He won’t be mad. At most, he’ll say no, then you know.”
“Thanks,” I said, bumping his shoulder. “I know sex is one of the things you hate talking about.”
“Caleb would be far better. He has no shame. He’ll tell you whatever you want to know and what you don’t want to know. Also, he’s in a drakcol body.”
True. My lips pursed. He would know what feels good, and he probably wouldn’t care if I asked.
“I didn’t come because I wasn’t feeling well.”
My forehead crinkled. “What’s going on?”
He chewed on his lower lip, and I raised my eyebrows. He squeaked, “Kal and his brothers are worried.”
“About?” I could feel my hackles rising. Don was mine, and I sure as hell wasn’t letting him go because his younger brothers didn’t like us together.
“I’ve told you drakcol only mate once.”
“I know, but Don doesn’t feel that way about me.”
Seth touched the thin gold necklaces I was wearing. “He’s buying you things.”
“So?”
“That’s what Kal did when he was pursuing me.” Before I could say anything, he continued, “He’s scent marking you. Kal noticed. You claimed him when you were drunk.”
I stood. “You don’t know what you're talking about,” I snapped, then immediately felt guilty when Seth flinched. “Look, Don said he didn’t want more. We’re just…” What were we? We sure as hell felt more than friends with benefits. “I don’t know what we are, but I’m not Don’s mate. I’m going home.”
“I know,” he whispered, “but what if he considers you his mate? Drakcol don’t do well with separation. Some don’t survive.”
Panic raced like electricity down my veins. Would something happen to Don if I left? I could never live with myself if it did. Of course, I wouldn’t know if it did because I wouldn’t have my memories.
