I lean against Demirs door.

Sliding down to the floor with my back firmly planted on it, I hear both of them.

When she told him if he makes her cum she would allow him to mark her I nearly ran through the damn door.

Both of the people whom I find myself very sexually attracted to are alone in the bed together coupling very happily I might add and sadly without me.

How did it come to this?

I was actually fine, or so I thought, with Puella or whomever I desired to be with at the time. Now, it feels like my very soul has been split in two.

I lied to Navin when I told him how I felt about Starla. I don't think I'm falling for her, I absolutely know now that I am falling for her and falling hard.

When I mentioned that I'm not in love with her yet it was a complete and utter fucked up lie. More to myself than to him. I've been lying to myself all along.

It changed the day we meet her fucking exes. When the jealousy hit me seeing them wanting to be with her so damn badly I knew then that I no longer just cared for her. I knew then that I actually fell in love with her and it frightened the hell out of me. Which is totally absurd, I know.

But with the devastating pain of losing Abiit, still fresh in my mind, I couldn't handle my own damn changing feelings that were occurring in me for her.

I swore I would never love another but I here I sit on the hallway floor totally in love with another woman and I feel damn guilty about it.

Guilty that I may be somehow disrespecting Abiits memory. I realize that I have to eventually let it all go but fuck it's hard. How can you still love a memory and be love with someone else?

It's damn frustrating!

"Fuck Demir!" I hear her moan, sliding my hands down my face, she's fucking driving me mad.

I so want to be in there with them both.

The urge to break down Demirs fucking bedroom door is coursing through me. I bite my cheek to keep from doing just that.

Fuck!

Why am I putting myself through this torture? But for some damn reason I just can't fucking leave.

"My fucking Queen!" Demir grounds out. My dick is so fucking hard from hearing them both having so much pleasure with each other that's it's starting to get so fucking painful.

I can't do this! It's too fucking provoking to hear them both. I can smell both of their intoxicating arousals wafting out from the room it's impossible to ignore.

Standing up quickly, I start to pace the fucking hall, threading my fingers through my hair in aggravation.

"What are you doing?" Navin whispers lowly to me, I halt, stopping my frantic pacing staring at him completely distraught.

He suddenly notices my torment, grabbing me roughly by my wrist he pulls me down the hall swiftly. We ended up in his borrowed bedroom, he pulls me through his doorway, I stand in the middle of the room in a complete daze. Disoriented.

"Explain Niko." Navin comes to stand in front of me, staring up at me clearly confused at my behavior. How can I explain to him exactly how I'm feeling? Would he even understand my fucking dilemma?

"Niko!" He grinds out my name, placing his hands on both of my biceps worry is cascading off of his troubled face.

I pull away from him, walking over to the sofa located on the south side of his room, I sit my ass down on it, sighing.

"I'm losing it!" I confess. Navin furrows his brows, strolling over to me he crashed down on the sofa beside me eyeing me suspiciously.

"Talk to me Niko." What can I say?

That I'm fucking frustrated beyond belief because our mate is having sex with my so called mate? How bizarre is that?

"I don't know what to do Navin! I sat outside his bedroom door like a damn peeping tom! A fucking perv! Who does that? I can't think, I can't sleep, hell, I can't even look at Demir without feeling guilty! It's making me insane!" I need to calm down before I lose my shit. My brain feels like it's on fucking fire! What am going to do?

"Relax Niko. You just need to talk to Demir. That's the only way you are going to be able to figure this shit out!" He sounds so reasonable but what the hell does he know about this type of fucked up situation?

"And what do I say Navin? 'Hey Demir I think you are my mate even though we have got one already but I'm sure it's cool, by the way are you perhaps in to men?' That's just so fucked up!" I sarcastically mock.

"Fuck Niko I'm only trying to help!" Navin complains. I sigh, Navin stands up quickly from the sofa marching over to the side dresser across the room.

He grabs two shot glasses along with two bottles of something then proceeds to walk back over to me.

"Whisky or Faerie Juice?" He ask, holding up the two bottles that is in his hands. I cock my brow, staring at him. This is his solution?

Fuck it! Maybe it will help!

"Faerie Juice." I decide, Navin pours our drinks handing me a filled glass of the sweet tangy Faerie Juice, placing the whiskey bottle on a side table. Keeping the bottle of Faerie Juice still clasped in his hand.

"So we're getting drunk then? I don't think this will solve any of my problems Navin." I grouse. Tossing back the delicious juice in one harsh gulp. Navin refills my drink promptly, while refilling his also. We both lean back on the black leather sofa continuously drinking one shot after another, till the bottle was almost completely empty.

"Last call." Navin slurs out boastfully, accidentally spilling some of the last remaining juice along my hand.

I lick up the juice abundantly, the tangy sweetness alight on my tastebuds. Feeling completely drunk now I begin to bark out in laughter.

"What's so flummy? Funly? Fuck! Funny?" He stumbles on his words making me laugh even more at his blunder.

"You." I bark, still laughing outrageously, at what? I have no idea.

Then a soft knock raps upon Navins  bedroom door, for some fucked up reason we both think that the knocking is just hilarious. With both of us still uproariously belting out in laughter, Navin stands abruptly, stumbling, trying to make his way to door. I laugh even more.

He fumbles trying his best to place his hand on the door knob, missing it repeatedly while laughing at himself. The door suddenly springs open hitting Navin right on the shoulder.

He falls back, on his big ass, with a whoomp, right onto the bedroom floor. The shot glass he had in his hand goes flying across the room, finally hitting the carpeted flooring as it rolled out of sight I watched it fall somewhere near his bed.

Navins on the floor, flat on his back, with his arms holding his stomach he keeps laughing uncontrollably. I laugh along with him with the upper half of my body careening off of the cushions of the sofa.

"Are you drunk?" Starla ask bewildered at the laughing Navin flaying on the floor.

"No. Yes. Maybe." He says between fits of laughter.

Starla turns her gaze to me with a giant smile on her face, shaking her head at Navins drunk dramatics.

I sit up on the sofa, dropping my own shot glass on the bedroom floor. For some damn reason I think that is the most hilarious thing that I have ever seen again. I bark out laughing yet again, pointing at the shot glass on the floor that spilled droplets of juice on the carpet.

"I made a boo boo!" I slur, hiccup, then continue laughing.

"I think you two need some coffee," she looks back at Navin still laughing aloud on the floor, "or a paramedic." She adds dubiously. I look at her straight faced then laugh again even more.

"Or a pump!" I exclaim very loudly.

Starla shakes her head again vehemently, trying her best to contain her own laughter at us.

"What did you two drink?" She ask walking over to the table where Navin left the bottle of whiskey. She picks it up in her dainty hands notices that's it's still full, places it back down on the table, searching the room. She spots the empty bottle of Faerie Juice that was previously tossed on the floor near the bed, half of it is only showing with a missing cork from it. Some of the juice has dribbled out of onto the carpet, staining it with a dark red pattern.

Starla picks the empty bottle up, sniffing at the open container, she scrunches her nose at the fragrance of the tangy juice. It's so fucking adorable.

"Awe you are soooooo p-pretty wittle warrior." I coo.

I try to stand up from the sofa to go to her but I end up falling directly on my ass unto the damn floor, with my back pressed firmly against the front of the sofa. Navin busts out laughing at my unfortunate predicament, I glance over to him, watching the damn fool roll around on the floor laughing outright at me.

"Ass." I call him mumbling ungraciously.

Placing my hands on the cushions of the sofa, I try to push myself up off off the floor but crash back down on my ass a second time unfortunately.

This is way harder to do than the shit looks.

"Bed. Both of you." Starla demands, walking over to Navin she tries to wrangle him up off the floor with little to no success. "Ugh! Navin please, you need to lie down." She pleads frustratingly hard.

Navin wraps his arm around Starla's neck, pushing himself off the floor, stumbling a few times before she actually manages to get his ass on the bed. Hell, I'm impressed!

Navin grumbles, when she tosses his legs up on the bed unceremoniously, by the time she has him situated on the bed she is panting heavily, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand.

Then her focus goes to me. She sighs, before she walks over to me.

She kneels down in front of me, grabbing me by the crook of my arm, pulling me onto the sofa a bit ungracefully.

By the time I'm situated on the sofa, we are both breathing heavily, Starla flops down right beside me, placing her tiny hand on my upper leg, she glances at me through hooded eyes.

"Are you alright?" She ask. Am I?

My drunken stupor is gradually fading into a very calming light buzz. Looking over to her into her inquisitive blue eyes though she looks a bit fuzzy from my blurred vision she is still the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes upon.

I tentatively reach my hand over to her, tracing her plump supple lips with my index finger gently.

"Beautiful." I softly mumble, watching my finger closely move across her moist bottom lip, pulling down.

"Niko?" She says barely moving her lips to speak my name so tenderly. I look into her questioning gaze getting lost in those sparkling oceanic orbs.

"I'm scared Starla." I finally confess to her with a slight tremble in my voice. Sucking in a breath I watch her as she starts to furrow her brows never taking her eyes off of mine. "I'm scared I'm about to lose you when I've never really had you." I add, solemnly. Dropping my hand into my lap, I turn away quickly from looking into those hypnotic eyes, pushing my head back on the sofa, I just close my eyes.

"This has been eating away at me for a while now. I'm so damn sorry Starla. I don't want to drop this bomb on you while you are having to deal with everything else but," I hesitate, sliding my hands down my face again, "I think Demir is hiding something from us." I slightly raise my head to catch her reaction from my statement but she's still looking directly at me with furrowed brows. "I think Demir is my mate." I drop the second bomb with little emphasis, waiting again for her reaction to it.

When none is forthcoming I carry on, "when I touch him I feel almost the same way as I do when I touch you except the sparks that alight within me aren't exactly the same. His aroma swims all around me just as yours does but they are definitely different fragrances, of course and when I look into his eyes I feel like our souls are connecting just like I do when I look into yours Starla. I seriously think that he is my mate also but I don't want to lose you over this. I can't." I fully confess everything to her, laying it all out on the line.

While watching the mirage of emotions bounce through her, I hold my breath hoping that she won't push me aside or reject me over this.

"Oookay." She gulps, taking her hand off of my leg she threads her fingers through her silver locks, looking stunned and bewildered.

I wait, trying to contain my anxiety, while she works through all of this new information.

Surprisingly, she starts to laugh.

Laughter pours out of her delicate frame, her entire body begins to quake from it. I scowl, watching her as she doubles over spewing out her laughter, with her hands laying across her abdomen.

"Starla?" I inquire, wondering now if I should be the one to call the damn paramedics.

"I'm sorry," she laughs, "it's just," trying to catch her breath, "you looked so serious." She finally finishes, still laughing fully.

"I am serious Starla!" I say affirmably.

He laughter suddenly halts. She looks at me mystified and confused. "You are serious?" I don't find it quite amusing as she does apparently.

"Oh fuck I'm so sorry Niko. I....I thought you were joking around. Please forgive me." She pleads, placing her little hand against my cheek softly.

"Starla I'm the one who should be sorry. If you never want to see me again I completely understand but please don't reject me. Navin loves you too much." I beg, looking over at Navin who is gently snoring on the bed. "It would destroy him if you did."

Starla jumps up from the sofa, positioning herself directly in front of me right between my spread legs. Her eyes are filled with nothing but anger now, pointing her finger straight at me.

"Niko Lycos! I would never reject neither of you! How could you think so little of me? If Demir by chance is your mate I will gladly accept it! Love is love I would never get in the way of that or you!" She chastise me, I feel like a child that's getting reprimanded.

I grab ahold of her wrist, pulling her down on top of me I pull her legs apart so that she is straddling me completely. Glancing up into those heated glimmering eyes.

"I'm sorry little warrior I shouldn't have thought that way about you. I should have known you would never judge me." I ask for forgiveness tenderly. Holding on to both sides of her hips I start to lean in to press those tangible lips to my own, until I hear Navin shouting from the bed.

"Told you!"

I awoke with a pounding headache.

Somehow I ended up crashing on Navins sofa. I have no idea what even happened to Starla after I opened up and confessed to her.

Fumbling my way off of the uncomfortable sofa, I fall off of it a bit clumsily with my knees hitting the carpet and my hands bracing me.

Fuck!

A sudden spell of dizziness washes over me, grabbing my head, I squeeze my eyes shut trying to dispel the dizziness.

I am never fucking drinking again!

"Niko." I hear my name being groaned out loudly from somewhere in the damn room.

"Shhhh too loud!" I grumble, trying to get to my feet before another wave of dizziness attacks me.

Managing, though somewhat ungraciously, to get my feet finally, I notice that Navin is still laying on the bed with his hand glued to the side of his head grimacing.

I half laugh at his hungover awkwardness. "Want another drink?" I ask sarcastically, walking over I sit down on the edge of the bed.

"Hell no. Never doing that again. Fuck! My head is pounding." Navin complains aloud a tad bit dramatically.

Watching him trying to stumble out of the bed, I shake my head sighing, "I told Starla everything last night." I spring on him unexpectedly. He goes motionless, falling back upon the bed, staring at me disbelieving.

"Really?" He inquires. "What did she say?"

"She tore into me at first. Jumped all over me because I thought she wouldn't understand. At first she thought it was a a joke but when she noticed that I was completely serious, she actually accepted it. That woman is really amazing." I explain.

Navin smiles at me, even through a hellacious hangover my brother is still happy for me.

"Well alright then. Now all you have to do is talk to Demir." He says emphatically.

Yea, like that's so damn easy!

It was way more complicated than I originally thought.

It took me forever to actually get him alone to even talk. It was like he kept dodging me around every damn corner that I crossed.

I finally was able to get him alone but I had to use one of their servants to even help me accomplish that.

Bribing one of the maids to inform Demir that he was urgently needed in the back garden to discuss business of all things.

I thought it was the most secluded place where we would be able to talk more privately without anybody interrupting or hearing our conversation, hopefully.

At the moment I'm seated on a small white metal bench with Demir seated directly beside me and like a fool I opened the conversation in the most fucked up way.

"Are you gay?"

What the hell was I thinking?

He just stared at me clearly shocked by my question. He almost stormed away from me but I grabbed his arm feelings those slight tingles pulse through my hand just like before.

He stared at me wide eyed, with a surprisingly dour expression written all over his handsome face.

"Stay." Is the only word I uttered to him, he sighed then promptly sit back down next to me.

"How did you know?" His question almost floored me. So it's true! Damn I knew I was right! I'm not going crazy after all.

"Your touch, your smell, all the things that go with being someone's mate. Why does it not feel the same as it does when I touch Starla?" I ask him curiously.

Demir lowers his head, letting out a massive sigh, hesitating at first then he deridingly spills the truth.

"I had a witch put a spell on me years ago when I discovered my bisexuality, it was hard for me to come to terms with it. I knew that if I had a male mate that Alis or our subjects wouldn't accept a King being with a King so I had to make sure that I wasn't going to have a male mate or be persecuted because of it. I went to this witch, Esmeralda, she helped me. She looked into my future and discovered that I was actually destined for two mates. One female and one male. I couldn't have that so I ask her to place a spell on me that would deflect the calling of my male mate but not my female. I guess it didn't work as good as she or I thought it would apparently." He sighs again gradually looking up at me with sadness reflected off of his face.

"I'm sorry Niko. I had no idea who my destined ones would be. She never told me any names just that she got flashes of them. If I had known maybe things would have been different between us." He sympathizes.

"Yea maybe."

"We can't let Starla know." He says in a rich, "She may reject us both. I can't have that Niko. She has to be our Queen there's no other exception." I watch him grovel. Feeling a deep pit in my stomach, I stand up from the bench glaring down at him.

"So what are you going to do reject me Demir? Just throw this all away before you even give it a damn chance?" I angrily yell at him. Feeling dejection with utter mortification at his complete denial of me.

"What do expect me to do Niko?" He ask me forlornly.

"Not this! I expected you to lie honestly since you have a tendency to do it, a lot. But not this!" I tell him waving my fucking hands in the air.

"So do it! Reject me! If that's what you are so determined to do. Take the cowards way out. You seem to do that a lot anyway, just fucking do it!" I scream challenging him.

Demir stands up from the bench, stepping up to me. I can see remorse on his face but I'm too damn pissed to even care about it.

"I, Demir Tenibris, reject..."

Well fuck!