Forbidden Desires [Tri-Omega Mates 2]
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by Stormy Glenn
Category: Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Erotic Romance
Description: [Menage Amour 26: Erotic Alternative Menage a Trois Romance, M/M/M] Ryland has loved Gregory for six years, ever since Gregory rescued him from the brink of death. He has also known since then that Gregory is his mate. He's been old enough for a couple of years now, he just can't understand why Gregory won't claim him. Gregory knew the moment he saw Ryland six years ago that they were mates. Ryland just wasn't old enough to be claimed. So Gregory bided his time, waiting for Ryland to grow up. But as his desire for Ryland builds, he wonders how much longer he can wait. Gregory finally claims Ryland, only to learn that by doing so, he has endangered Ryland. Ryland is a tri-omega and needs two mates to keep him grounded and safe. But he hasn't met his other mate yet, which could be a problem. It could mean Ryland's life if they don't find him. [Erotic M/M Menage Romance: Contains graphic sexual content and adult language.]
eBook Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc./Menage Amour, 2008 2008
eBookwise Release Date: September 2009
169 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [177 KB]
Reading time: 119-167 min.
"5 Blue Ribbons: After reading a wonderful first book in a series, it is always with a sense of trepidation that I read the second without comparing it to the first. Stormy Glenn has done what few authors have been able to do. She has given us a better book with Forbidden Desires, the second book in The Tri-Omega Mates series...Stormy Glenn has given us a plot, which will have readers putting The Tri-Omega series in their diaries for future release. Sex scenes are definitely not vanilla, they are hot, aggressive and in some cases very much unexpected. I absolutely love this book and look forward to seeing where Ms. Glenn goes with this series."--jhayboy, Romance Junkies
"5 Cherries: Full of heart and fascinating characters, Forbidden Desires is a wonderful second entry in the Tri-Omega Mates series. I really enjoyed watching the relationships develop and grow throughout the book. The author created three wonderful men that I couldn't help but feel for as they have to learn to adjust their thinking and plans and get used to each other. The characters truly drive this story as they take you on an emotional roller coaster, it was a ride that I enjoyed every minute of!"--Lilac, Whipped Cream Romance Reviews
"5 Angles: Ms. Glenn has continued her series with this fast paced continuation of her Tri-Omega Mates series. I fell in love with Ryland from the very beginning with his infallible love for life and belief in the good in everyone. Ryland's ability to forgive and forget, happy personality, and zest for life draws people to him. I enjoy watching how Leyland's paranormal abilities shock his mates as they continue to unfold. Will Ryland get his chance to find his other mate and his place in the world? Thanks go to Ms. Glenn for a fantastic edition to the Tri-Omega Mates series. I will be waiting to read more stories by this author."--Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews
"4.5 STARS: Stormy Glenn's Forbidden Desires is an excellent book. While Forbidden Desires is the second story in the Tri-Omega series and is a stand-alone book, I would strongly recommend that you start with the first book, Secret Desires. Neither of these books should be missed and I am anxiously waiting for book three."--Lydia, Rainbow Reviews
"4.5 Stars: These stories are intriguing. When a tri-omega finds his two mates, they come into some powers. How those powers manifest themselves is a unknown until the claiming is done. Ryland and Gregory knew they had to accept another man but that is easier said than done. Working out their problems made for some interesting emotional and passionate scenes. Heat and passion, love and emotion are the hallmarks of Stormy Glenn's Forbidden Desires. This is my first tri-omega story and after reading this one, I want to run out and get the first one. Forbidden Desires is double the fun for all readers who enjoy male/male stories."--Elise Lyn, Ecataromance
Six years earlier...
"I'm telling you, Jake, I heard something coming from over here," Gregory said as he led the way toward a small valley between their ranch property and the neighbors.
"What exactly did you hear, Gregory?" Jake asked as he followed.
"I heard a car door slam and then someone was moving around. Then the door slammed again and the car sped off. But I know there's something here. I can smell it. Can't you?"
Gregory watched his pack alpha, Jake, lift his nose into the air, sniffing. After a moment he shook his head. "I don't smell anything, Gregory."
"Fine, you go back to the ranch, but I'm having a look around. I know something funny is going on."
"Maybe somebody just stopped by the edge of the road to take a piss or something."
"Maybe, but I still want to check it out," Gregory said as he continued into the small valley.
"Fine, you go check it out. I'm going to stay up here with the horses."
Gregory rolled his eyes, but nodded his head anyway. He knew he heard something besides a car door slamming, but he couldn't quite put a name to what he heard, and that drove him nuts.
He didn't like not being able to put a name to something that was nagging at him. He preferred knowing exactly what he was dealing with at all times. He liked all the facts right there in front of him in black and white. There wasn't much room in his life for gray areas.
Moving further down the small hill he was on, Gregory let his senses go, sniffing in the cool night air. He stood still, letting his hearing pick every little sound in the area. His eyes went lupine black, seeing far more in the dark than the human eye.
There, it was a sound, a whimper. Gregory carefully inched his way toward the sound, his eyes, ears, and nose zeroing in on it. The closer he got, the louder the moan became until he could hear it resonating through his head as if someone was yelling in his ears.
So intent was he on the sound that Gregory almost tripped over the battered and bruised body before he could stop himself. Falling to his knees beside the small body, he began to quickly check for signs of life.
Carefully turning the body over, he paused. It was a young boy, probably no more than ten or eleven. He had been beaten so badly, Gregory nearly jumped out of his skin when he moved. He was surprised that he was even alive, let alone moving.
He leaned down close to the young boy's ear to whisper, "I'm here to help you. Can you hear me?"
The boy nodded, his swollen eyes opening and moving up toward Gregory's face. He slowly lifted a hand toward him, his bony fingertips grazing the side of Gregory's face. "Who?" his scratchy voice asked.
"My name is Gregory." * * * *
Gregory stood in the doorway to the tack room watching Ryland shovel hay in the side horse pen. He had to take a deep breath as he watched the afternoon sunlight glisten off the sweat dripping down his tanned muscled body.
His life at this moment would be so much easier if Ryland would stop working outside without a shirt on. Looking out at his perfect little body he wondered if even that would be enough tonight. His cock was so hard in his pants that he was pretty sure he was going to have zipper marks.
Oh, sweet hell! He groaned to himself as Ryland bent over. His faded blue jeans were straining across his tight little ass. Gregory reached down and rubbed his hand across his aching cock, feeling a small damp spot appear.
Ryland really needed to stop. It seemed that every time Gregory turned around he was doing something that had him all tied up in knots and hard as a rock. Today was no different.
He quickly averted his eyes when Ryland turned in his direction. It wouldn't do to let Ryland see him drooling. He might get it into his head to do something even more aggressive--like drop his jeans. Gregory could always hope anyway.
"Hey, Gregory, I didn't know you were out here." Yeah, right!
"Hey, Ry. I was just cleaning up some of the tack and heard some noises out here. You about done here?" Gregory prayed that his voice didn't betray the arousal he was feeling. It wouldn't do at all for Ryland to figure out how much he was turning him on.
"Almost. I have a little more to do then I'll be done. Jake wanted both pens cleaned up today but I already got the other one done. Why? Did you need me?"
Oh, that wasn't nice! But if Gregory wasn't mistaken, there was a clear invitation in Ryland's voice, one that was very hard for Gregory to ignore.
"No, I just wondered how much longer you'd be. I wouldn't want you to fry out here in the sun. It's a little warm today," Gregory replied, pulling at the collar of his blue cotton shirt.
Warm was an understatement. It was blistering hot and not because of the bright afternoon sun shinning down on them. It was the perfect little body standing right in front of him.
Gregory just couldn't take it any more. He was going to go into town and find someone to relieve the ache Ryland was creating in his pants. He would rather just claim his mate but Ryland still wasn't old enough, not for him. Not for what Gregory wanted from him.
"Look, Ry, I need to go. I have some stuff to do. Don't stay out here too long," Gregory said quickly as he looked away from the tempting chest in front of him.
Gregory turned and shut the tack room door and headed for the house. He needed to go get ready. Get a shower, some clean clothes, and maybe a little cologne. It had been so long since he had tried to attract someone, that he wondered if he even remembered how it was done.
With a little chuckle, Gregory walked into the house and headed for his room. Maybe tonight was just what he needed to get him through the next couple of years until he could claim his mate. * * * *
Ryland watched Gregory walking into the house. Now where in the hell was he going? Ryland had specifically waited until Gregory came outside to take his shirt off. He was sure that Gregory would see him, maybe want him. Maybe claim him.
He had been waiting nearly two years for Gregory to claim him. He knew Gregory was waiting until he was old enough. He even respected the boundaries that Gregory had set down.
He had still looked forward to his eighteenth birthday with anticipation. He had been so sure that Gregory would finally claim him. But the day had come and gone, along with a lot of others. And still Gregory made no move toward him.
He had tried everything he could think of to let Gregory know he was ready, baring telling him to his face. Nothing seemed to work. Maybe he should just tell him. Maybe that's what Gregory was waiting for.
Ryland shook his head, laughing quietly to himself as he thought about how he might have been able to skip the last two years of longing and misery just by talking with Gregory.
Setting his shovel against the side of the barn, Ryland grabbed his shirt and pulled it on, leaving it unbuttoned. He just needed to go talk with Gregory and they could get this whole thing worked out.
He didn't know why he hadn't thought of this before. It made perfect sense. Gregory had always been so patient with him. He must be waiting until Ryland felt that he was ready before claiming him.
With a little spring in his step, Ryland made his way into the house and upstairs toward Gregory's bedroom. He would just go in and tell Gregory he was ready to be his mate and everything would be okay.
Walking to Gregory's door, he knocked, waiting for a reply before he opened the door. His eyes immediately moved to Gregory standing by his dresser searching around in a drawer. Ryland had to take a deep breath when he realized that Gregory had just gotten out of the shower. He was dressed in nothing but a towel around his waist.
"Uh, hey, Gregory. I was thinking maybe we could go to the lake or something," he stammered, his eyes glued on the small furring of hair on Gregory's abdomen, just above the edge of the towel. Hot damn!
"Sorry, Ry, not today. I'm heading into town. How about tomorrow?" Gregory replied.
"Maybe I can go with you? We can stop in someplace and get a bite to eat, maybe catch a movie," Ryland said eagerly as he watched Gregory pull a white shirt out of his dresser and set it on the bed.
"Today wouldn't be a good day, Ry. How about we do something next week, huh?"
"Oh, yeah, sure. Next week would be fine, Gregory," Ryland said as he shoved his hands in the pocket of his jeans and looked down at his feet.
He was making such a mess of this. Why couldn't he just tell Gregory he was ready and be done with it? Why did he have to act like such an idiot? Gregory was his mate. He was waiting for Ryland tell him he was ready.
"Gregory," he tried again, gathering up as much courage as he could.
"Was there something else, Ry?"
"Well, I'm--I just wanted to say that, well, you and I, well, we're--we just--" Ryland stammered, his face burning red.
"Just spit it out, Ryland," Gregory said as he sat on the side of the bed and pulled on his sock.
"I just wanted to say that I'm old enough now, Gregory."
"Old enough for what, Ry?" Gregory asked as he reached for his other sock.
"For you. I'm old enough for you to claim me now, and--"
"What in the hell are you talking about?" Gregory shouted, his head coming up to look at Ryland in shock, his gaze intent on him.
"I know you've been waiting for me to tell you when I felt I was ready and I am, ready, I mean," Ryland said quickly, confused by the shocked look on Gregory's face.
"Ryland, you've been out in the sun too long. You've fried your brain. Why don't you go take a shower and cool off," Gregory chuckled as he got to his feet and reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head.
By the time he had the shirt pulled down past his face, Ryland was kneeling at his feet. He put his hands on Gregory's thighs, pausing briefly to glance at the hard muscles under his hands. Damn, he was sexy.
"Ryland," Gregory began.
"Gregory, I haven't been out in the sun too long. I'm serious. I'm ready for you to claim me."
"Ryland, I can't claim you. You're not--"
"I am your mate, Gregory. You know I am. Why won't you claim me?" Ryland cried out, suddenly terrified that Gregory was denying their bond.
"It doesn't matter, Ryland. You're not--"
"It doesn't matter? How can you say that? How can you deny what we have? If you would just claim me, we could--"
"Enough!" Gregory shouted as he pushed Ryland back away from him. He grabbed his jeans off of the bed and stalked over to the bathroom door. Pausing in the doorway he turned to look back at Ryland.
"I am not going to claim you, Ryland. You're too young for me. I don't want to discuss this with you again. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
Ryland stared at Gregory, his mouth hanging open in shock. Gregory was denying their bond. He really didn't want him. He hadn't been waiting for Ryland to be ready. As far as he was concerned, Ryland would never be ready.
He slowly climbed to his feet, suddenly feeling very old despite Gregory's opinion. He stared everywhere around the room except at Gregory, wiping his hands on his jeans. He didn't know what to do, what to say.
Walking across the room, he paused in the door. "I'm sorry, Gregory. I won't bother you again."
"Ry, Ryland, damn it, Ryland," Gregory said as Ryland walked through the door ignoring his call.
"Fuck!" he growled as he punched the wall next to him. * * * *
Ryland didn't know how he made it back to his room or how much time had gone by when he heard Leyland's soft voice calling to him through the door. He got to his feet and crossed the room, opening the door just enough to look out at Leyland.
"Hey, you coming down for dinner?"
"No, I'm not feeling very good. I thought I'd just go to bed," Ryland replied.
"Not feeling good, huh? Have I mentioned that I can tell when someone is lying to me?" Leyland asked, one eyebrow raised.
Ryland closed his eyes briefly before looking back at Leyland. "I'm just not hungry right now and I don't feel like being around people, okay?"
"Well, at least that's the truth," he chuckled. "Okay, you get yourself to bed and I'll make your excuses."
"Thanks, Leyland," Ryland said as he started to close the door. But a sudden thought came to him. "Hey, has Gregory come back from town yet?"
Leyland eyed him briefly before shaking his head. "No, but if you're really worried about him, I believe you can contact him. I can always tell where Jake and Lucas are. You can do the same thing with Gregory."
"How?" Ryland asked, confused.
Leyland shrugged. "I'm not real sure how it's done. I just think about them real hard and I'm there. I think all mates can do it. It's worth a shot anyway."
Ryland nodded his head. "Thanks, Leyland."
"No problem. Hey, you want me to send Gregory up if I see him?"
"Liar," Leyland chuckled as he turned and went back down the hallway.
Ryland shut the door and walked back over to his bed and sat down. He was just supposed to think about Gregory and he would know if he was okay? Was it that easy?
He knew Gregory said they didn't have something together but he needed to connect with him, even if it was just for a few minutes. No matter what Gregory said, they were mates. They belonged together.
Climbing back onto his bed, he stretched out, closing his eyes and concentrating on Gregory. He thought about the way he looked, the way he smelled, the way he made Ryland feel. He thought about the love he had for Gregory and the love he wanted in return.
At first, he felt nothing. He was about to give up when a shock went through him like a lightening bolt. He cried out as he was suddenly filled with a rush of images and emotions coming from Gregory.
So much was coming through so fast he had a hard time filtering them all. But, one by one, he began separating the emotions and images that were coming to him. Gregory was obviously in a bar somewhere. The smell of the smoke and alcohol filled his senses.
But he wasn't alone. Ryland could smell the cheap cologne of another man. Tears started to form in his eyes as Ryland realized part of what he was feeling from Gregory was arousal. He was doing something intimate with this man.
He desperately tried to shut down the link he had established with Gregory, but it was like the floodgates had been opened and couldn't be closed. He could feel every touch of the stranger's hands on Gregory, every little kiss.
What was worse was that he could feel Gregory touching him back. He wasn't being forced to be with this man, this stranger. He was there of his own free will. He wanted this man to do what he was doing.
As the man wrapped his hand around Gregory's hard cock, Ryland began to cry. His hands clenched in the hair on the side of his head as he tried to block out the images coming in. He couldn't see this. The agony of watching his mate being intimate with another man was just too much.
With a loud scream, Ryland ripped the link between them apart. He felt like his head was going to explode from the backlash. The throbbing was so bad, he saw spots of light and his vision began to fade.
He heard his bedroom door slam open and Leyland speaking to him a moment later, but it took him a minute to figure out what he was saying.
"Ryland, what happened? What did you do?" Leyland asked, concern in his voice.
"It doesn't matter, nothing matters anymore," Ryland whispered as he rolled away from Leyland and stared at where the wall should be, but all he could see was blackness.
He was right, though. Nothing mattered. Gregory refused to claim him. He didn't want him because he was too young. Instead, he went into town and betrayed the bond that they had. Ryland wondered how many times he had gone to someone else?
What did it matter? He could continue to go to others as much as he wanted. Ryland was done. He wasn't going to chase after someone that clearly didn't want him. He had been stupid to think that Gregory wanted him in the first place.
He had seen the guy he was with. He was Ryland's total opposite. Ryland was only five foot ten. This guy was closer to six foot two. Ryland had short blond hair. This guy had black hair. Ryland was young. This guy was closer to Gregory's age. They couldn't have been more different.
To top it all off, this guy had Gregory's attention. Ryland certainly didn't have that. Until today, Ryland wasn't even sure Gregory even knew that Ryland thought of him in an intimate way. Oh, he was so embarrassed. How was he supposed to see Gregory every day now?
Ryland couldn't believe he had spent all of these years waiting to be old enough for Gregory and none of it mattered. He would never be good enough for Gregory. It made perfect sense to him now that he thought about it.
His family hadn't wanted him. They had taken him out into the woods, beaten him up, and left him for dead. His mate didn't want him either. He would rather go into town and be with a stranger than be with his mate. He had made that perfectly clear.
Basically, no one wanted him. Why would they? He apparently wasn't attractive, he certainly wasn't strong, and he wasn't that smart either. He couldn't even shift into a wolf like the other members of his pack. He really had no redeeming qualities.
He wondered if anyone would ever want him? * * * *