Mates of a Human

Part Three. Chapter One. Alex

I usually wake up suddenly, as if desperate to escape the fog sunken haze of sleep.  Thinking on it further, I had always feared that I would not be able to wake up each time so leapt out of the darkness to bask in the morning light.  People are much more true to themselves when asleep, so it wasn't any wonder that I had felt the buried emotions while my eyes were closed.  I had also slept with a night light since the coma, never before wondering why and or why I always left the curtains open to greet the morning sun. 

But right now, I was warm and relaxed and a little light headed.  The darkness was no longer weighing me down.  I buried my nose into the plush pillow and breathed deeply.  I don't recall buying a new fabric softener, I thought, sleepily. But before I could question further, I felt my lax body sliding against the sheets beneath me as the arm, that I hadn't realised was resting on my waist, snaked around me further and tightened its hold.  My back felt sensitised as it hit a solid, heated mass, despite the cloth that separated me from it.  A deep rumbling sound like a cat purring through a bass speaker pulsed through me before a sudden coldness touched my neck, causing me to squirm.

"Cold," I complained.  My hand was squeezed in concern and a dreamy, deep voice called out;

"Are you alright, Alex?"

That had me attempting to open my eyes, which felt slightly sore and sticky.  I groaned and blinked a few times before two blue eyes came into view.  I should have been shocked, my mind was berating me for ending up so easily in his bed, even if it was only to sleep, but my body relaxed the moment our eyes connected.  Correction... their bed.  Eric's cold nose was burying its way into my neck as he purred contentedly, cuddling me to him as he slept. 

"His nose is cold," I whispered with a slight giggle.

Michael smiled broadly, the curve of his lips dominated his handsome face and the corners of his eyes crinkled.  I felt my breath catching, but smiled tentatively in return.  "I know.  Just don't let him put those icebergs he calls feet upon your skin," he said and I found myself giggling softly again.  Michael squeezed the hand he held.  "Would you like something to drink, tea, coffee?"

"Coffee, please," I whispered back.

"Straight black, right?" He asked and I nodded.  He carefully crawled out of the bed and I felt the heat rise in my face as I appreciated the view.  Michael had slept in just a pair of black boxers.  His chest was very defined, each pectoral strongly shaped and tipped with a soft looking circle of brown.  His visible abdominals sat above a flat stomach and a ebony path directed my sight from his navel downwards only to be thwarted by elastic and cotton.  I felt the blush in my cheeks deepening as a slightly proud and lustful growl slipped from those defined lips currently surrounded by a mess of stubble.

Eric's nose continued to tickle my neck and he said a number of nonsensical words before letting loose a soft snore.  He snapped us both from our rising arousal with soft snickers at his expense.  Michael quickly hid his gorgeous body from me beneath a T- shirt and sweatpants.  Not that it mattered too much now, I had the image burned into my retina.

After he left the room, I sighed a little.  I was settling into this far too easily, the bond was overwhelming me.  They would never have looked at me twice if it were not for the bond, but that shouldn't come as a surprise as they would never have looked beyond each other.  So I should be honoured, but despite Eric's reassurances, I was still nervous.  Although, I was seriously having difficulty retaining those nerves as Eric's grip tightened about me more.  I didn't feel trapped by his hold, I felt secure.  I felt safe.  My eyes were growing heavy again.  I don't think I have slept so well for a long time, not because I had problems sleeping, my list of issues did not include insomnia.  I just usually woke feeling as if I have not rested much.  A yawn escaped me and I nestled deeper into Eric's embrace.