Free A Bevin Hero [The O'Hagan Way 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Joyee Flynn

margay bitched. I glanced at him and saw he had bleeding claw marks healing on his face. Holy crap! Our mate was that fast!
    “Bev comes from a very old, very powerful bloodline of my people,” Rylan explained as if guessing what I was thinking. I nodded and seconds later had me arms full of mate.
    “Mine too,” he growled.
    “Aye, all yours, me heart,” I soothed and then winced as he bit me roughly. Okay then! I looked to the King. “Will this help him?”
    “Slightly but no. It will last a good forty-eight hours probably. Maybe more because there are two of you. It will be like he’s high, during the full moon, with no filter between his mouth and brain all in one.”
    “Pay attention,” Bevin growled as he pulled out his teeth. They went back to normal and he mashed his mouth to mine. “I just made you mine and you’re talking to others.”
    “Only because I was concerned for ya. I’m thrilled ya claimed me.”
    “Good, because I expect to be shown that all night with cock and tongue,” he purred. “Lots of cock and tongue. Like I want to bounce on both all night and into the morning.”
    “As our mate wishes,” I agreed, trying to ignore me family all right there.
    “I better handle calling the covens and dealing with the deal Bevin said he was going to broker,” Ferris groaned. “No way he can talk to them like this.”
    “I’m sorry, my love. I know you hate playing diplomat,” Rylan chuckled.
    “We didn’t mean to step on any toes, but we already started,” me da Manus said. “Caleb’s agreed of course and directed all his covens the same. The only coven we can’t get to answer us yet is the Paris coven.”
    “We should get our people out of there anyways,” Rylan said. “We don’t know what’s going on there. At least temporarily. Make up an excuse about visiting the new palace.”
    “Yes, especially because they’re going to invade the palace as soon as they get plans,” Bevin said calmly as he purred against me. “Jon was going to deliver them to Dubois with either Riley or Damian’s dead bodies and several fae to experiment on so they can figure out a way to incapacitate the ‘fae bitch’s’ power.” He held up his hands and did air quotes. “I’m assuming they mean the Queen. Which is just rude. She’s not a bitch. She rocks it out.”
    “Thank you for that, Bevin,” Queen Magdalena chuckled. “I’m fond of you too.”
    “Oh! And he called Caven a purple-eyed freaky wolf pussy. Dude! He’s soooo not a pussy. He kicks ass,” Bevin rambled. “And he said Ry was going to chain people up and fuck the secrets out of them if Caven and the Queen couldn’t scan their brains. As if ! Have you seen his mates? Yeah, he gets more than enough sex. I’m going to now too! Isn’t that wicked cool?”
    “Aye,” I agreed, racking me brain as I saw all the worried faces. Bev had all the answers right then and no way of really communicating with his loopiness. “Me heart, I need something from ya. I mean I really need it.”
    “Anything for my sexy Irish mate,” he purred. “What can I do for you?” The little imp waggled his eyebrows at me even.
    “I just want some alone time with ya. Maybe we can eat in your rooms and get to know ya better.”
    “That’s what you’re asking me for? I want that too.”
    “Okay, but we have to tell ya King what ya know first. Just blurt it out real quick, answer a few questions, and we’ll take dinner to go. But ya have to focus for us.”
    “Ya can do it,” Ronan agreed, joining us and giving Bev a quick kiss. “Ya have to claim us fully, don’t ya. We can’t do that until ya tell King Rylan what ya know so he can keep everyone safe.”
    “Right, yeah, I can focus,” he said, taking a deep breath. He let out a giggle and shook his head. “Okay, I can’t when you’re by me. Maybe set me down.” I did and he moved away a bit and plopped on the floor. “Can I get water? I feel really hot.”
    Someone got him some and