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

cannot.”
    “Take what?” I heard the pleading in my tone. I didn’t know how to comfort him if he didn’t tell me. “Please, Cyrus. What does this mean? How do you know exactly where they are in Bilbao?” I realized some of my family had followed us outside but were giving us space, simply there for support if we needed it.
    “Bilbao, Spain is where the Diaz castle is,” he answered in a choked voice, his shoulders still shaking. “My father was not the eldest of his siblings so he did not inherit it. It always bothered him and that’s why he left Bilbao and moved to my old coven in Spain where he met my mother.”
    “Oh no,” I whispered, guessing what was next. My mate nodded.
    “My uncle died many years ago. It went to my eldest cousin,” he explained. “If my father is in Bilbao then he is there, and I can only guess what has happened to my remaining family. They had many children, Damian. All my cousins lived there. More than you and your brothers. Eleven of them with forty-two children, some mated with children of their own.”
    “Cyrus.” I hugged him tightly, not knowing what else to do or say.
    “I might be the last,” he cried against me. “If they are gone then I am the last Diaz of that line. My grandfather only had four children. One died a small child. Another died before I was even born. Then there was my uncle and my father. My siblings are all gone. If my cousins are now then I’m it. I’m all alone.”
    “You’re never alone,” Victor said firmly as he hugged us both. “You have a family, brother. We will find out what happened in Bilbao and see if we can still save them. But no matter what, you are not alone.”
    “You’re one of us, Cyrus,” Mother agreed as she and Father joined in the hug as well. “And your line won’t end with you. You and Damian will have lots of kids.”
    “But they will be Mariuses. There will be no more Diazes.”
    “Nonsense,” Mother argued. I mentally sighed in relief. I didn’t give a shit what the last name of our children was. I just wanted to make sure we had kids one day and loved them. “There’s no rule that they have to be named Marius. They can be Diaz. They can be called Turkeys if you want. That’s up to you and Damian. We will love you both no matter what.”
    “I do not want to call our ninos Turkeys,” Cyrus chuckled, as he wiped his eyes. “But thank you for saying that. You’re right. I’m not alone and I will never be as long as I have my amante.”
    “And you will always have me,” I swore to him. “I’m with you forever, mi alma.”
    “Thank god for that,” he sighed. My poor mate. What other heartbreak could possibly be thrown at him? It was better not to say that because just when I thought things couldn’t get worse they always did.
     
    * * * *
     
    Bevin
     
    I woke up the best way possible… With fingers inside of me, lips all over me, hands teasing me, and my mates going on and on about how perfect I was.
    “He yowls in his sleep. Fuck, he be hot,” Rian groaned. “I just meant to wake him up to eat, and the next thing I knew I was getting him ready for me cock.”
    “He’s just too tempting,” Ronan agreed. “I can’t wait to see what he looks like when we’re making love. How does he claim us? Was the bite enough?”
    “Yes,” I hissed as I lifted my hips, taking their fingers deeper inside of me. “I claimed you both as you both claimed me.” They both froze and I blinked up at them. “What?”
    “The claiming didn’t take,” Rian whispered sadly as they pulled away, taking their lips and fingers that had been bringing me so much pleasure with them. “Ya don’t have marks on ya and we can’t feel ya emotions. At first we thought it was because ya not a vampire but we asked Finn and Fergus and they said they can feel Brio’s. The bite not be enough. It’s bite and sexual. No one really knows what that means, some say playing like we did.”
    “But some say it has to be