three together, even though I haven’t had a reason to take on my second form since we’ve all met.”
“I can’t wait to see that.” Arvyn’s eyes gleamed. “Babe, this pregnancy business. Are you sure you’re going to be all right if we do find out one of us is expecting?”
“I don’t hate kids,” Kirill said quickly. “It’s just in six hundred years I never expected to have any. Vampire couples are blessed if they ever have one child, and they’re rare even among fated couples. I’ve always known I’ve preferred men and it’s not as though I ever dreamed of having an ancient god as one of my beloveds until a week ago.”
“One of the best shocks, next to meeting you.” Arvyn’s hand trailed around to Kirill’s belly. “So, you’re okay with kids even if you’re the one who’s pregnant?”
Kirill was sure the swallowing of the sudden lump in his throat was noticeable, so he settled for nodding. “I just think things could get a bit hectic if all three of us are pregnant at the same time, and with your genetics that’s always possible.” He swallowed again. “Can you tell… you know… if I am?”
“I’ll ask my animal spirit in a minute, but first, I have to know…” Arvyn’s dark eyes blazed into his. “We’re three different beings. Are you going to be okay with children if they’re not fully vampire?”
“Are you asking because vampires are known for being arrogant snobs who believe my kind are at the top of the food chain?”
“Well, when you put it like that.” Arvyn’s grin transformed his whole face. “Yep.”
“Honestly, babe, it wouldn’t matter.” Kirill tightened his hold on his beloved’s nape. “Children are a gift, no matter who or what they can change into.”
“So, you won’t mind even if they get furry and bite the furniture?”
“Even if they turn furry or start showing off powers from day one, they’ll be a living embodiment of our love.”
“Oh, my gods you are romantic.” Arvyn dropped a quick kiss on Kirill’s lips. “And did you want to know now, or when Ra’s awake? Because honestly, I think this is a discussion for the three of us, don’t you?”
Kirill knew his beloved was right. “Fair enough. Let’s go deal with Sven while Ra is sleeping and then we’ll put together a lovely meal. Ra is going to need more than pancakes to keep his body fueled if Seth comes back again.”
“Hopefully Seth’s got more sense, but if he doesn’t, he can see what the wrath of three of us can do. Let’s go. Did you want me to shift again?”
There was definitely some puppy bouncing in Arvyn’s expression. “Ra said the land was warded when we arrived. Let’s see if those longer legs of yours can beat a vampire’s speed.”
“Ooh, you’re on.” Arvyn kicked off his boots. “Get the door, Kir, and I’ll show you who’s fast.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
A delicious scent of roast meat woke Ra from a deep sleep and his stomach rumbled, letting him know it’d been hours since he’d eaten. The darkness out the window reinforced his thoughts. Sending his senses out, he found his mates in the kitchen and he lay for a moment, absorbing the feeling of “home” that came from his little house now his mates were with him.
Is it possible? Could I finally have a semi-normal life? Completely normal was never going to be possible because of who he was – Ra would always have people to rule and a realm to control. But one of the reasons Ra loved being on earth was because he was fascinated with all the little everyday things that mortals did. Going out for a meal, wandering around an afternoon market, sitting in a park watching the young people play and the older people soak up the sun. Shopping, working, even fixing a car – all of it had fascinated Ra, but most of the things he’d never done. Maybe now I can.
Hopping out of bed, Ra stopped for a second when he got dizzy for a moment. I have been lying down too long. But then he heard Arvyn laugh and he wanted to be with his men. Hurrying to the bathroom, Ra emptied his bladder and washed his hands and face, before checking his reflection in the mirror. He was naked and it was tempting to stay that way, but Ra still wasn’t feeling a hundred percent, so he clicked up a pair of comfortable jeans and a pale gray Henley.
Padding out