The Seduction of Jac Frost (by Tatienne Richard) novel Chapter 94

Bar’s Story

Original composition by Tatienne Richard exclusively for My Fiction. If you’re reading this elsewhere it has been stolen from the platform.

Jacqueline felt nervous the minute that Bar set her on her

feet, especially with the sound off the door closing with a quiet click thanks to Rafferty.

“Before you get into your head and begin panicking over all kinds of foolishness,” Bar said with a laugh, “let us lay out some ground rules.”

“Ground rules?” she asked him curiously.

“Yes. Ground rules. The first and most important is that

in this dynamic of four on one, which let’s be real, Orson

is very much going to be involved, is that you are the one always in control. You hold all the power, Jacqueline, and it’s not because you are the Queen of Kings and Queens but it’s because you are our mate and we are three men much. larger than you. You could put us all on our knees if you are hurt. None of us want you hurting. Not emotionally, physically, or spiritually. If something doesn’t feel right with any of us, then you tell us to stop and we stop. Your word is law

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Jacqueline.”

A quiet affirmative murmuring from both Wilder and Rafferty made her look at them nervously. “Are you both sure you’re okay with this, all of this?”

“Weirdly,” Wilder shrugged as he looked at Bar, “it feels right

and I can’t describe it any other way than it feels right. There

is a part of me which feels uncomfortable when he touches

you, but I think it’s because none of us have claimed you yet.

Watching you, tonight, having fun with your brother, the way he makes you laugh made me realize all I want is for that

smile to be on your face forever. I know in here,” he touched

his chest, “the way to make you happy is with all of us getting

alone. I think, once we claim you, once you are ours, that

jealous I feel when Bar touches you or Rafferty touches you will be gone because I know our bond is irrevocable.”

“My mother told me a lot of bonds and the like, but she didn’t

tell me much about how it actually happens. You mentioned for fae our blood gets mixed in a jar and somehow it creates

a mark on our neck?”

“Yes. The high priestess will put a laceration on us right here,” he held up his left wrist and pointed to it, “droplets of blood

will be collected and put into a vial. The vial is swirled 2/10

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around while she does a prayer to the Queen Mother and

then the contents of the vial are spread over the wounds.

The wounds immediately seal but the mixture is absorbed

through the cut. Magic pulls it to your heart, and it creates a mark above the collar. It is mystical and magical and

according to others, better than an orgasm because you feel

that blood mix everywhere.” He looked down to his crotch

area. “I have seen more than one male fae ejaculate right

into his trousers.”

“Oh.” She blinked curiously at Bar, “and you just bite?”

“Oh, it’s more than a bite. Our elders would do a ceremony,

much like a wedding ceremony. You recite vows promising to be bound until death but instead of exchanging rings, you exchange marks.” He opened his mouth and allowed his

four canine teeth to extend. “We bite and then with saliva

which has magical healing properties we are able to close

the wound. There is an exchange of blood and saliva and that exchange creates the bond. Getting hard as a rock and needing desperately to mate is an immediate response to the claiming. When the beasts are involved it gets very loud and I’ve seen an entire ceremony space get destroyed with the violence of it.”

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the words, “you tore a place apart?”

He laughed, “knocked over an entire gazebo structure. It was a good day.”

“How did she die? You mentioned a rare illness.”

Bar took a breath and looked at the twins, “this cannot leave

this room.”

“Of course, Bar. While I can’t say I want to fuck you in

any way shape or form, you are forever part of our mate bond. Our allegiance lies as tight with you as it does with Jacqueline.” Wilder said with a smirk.

Bar gave a snicker, “just know if you ever want to fuck me whatever you do to me, I do to you first.”

“I’m definitely out now,” Rafferty laughed as he looked at Jacqueline, “I’m worried how you’re going to take him and not have it rearrange your organs. I’d not let him near me. with a lube factory built in a vineyard.”

Bar moved to sit down on a chair and Jacqueline immediately curled up in his lap. Wilder and Rafferty sat on the sofa both watching him carefully.

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“We were trying for our first child, or she was. I didn’t care one way or another. I was happy with her. What she wanted I wanted. If she would have told me no children, I would have been fine with it. She was becoming increasingly obsessed with it though. She was eating, breathing, sleeping, the need for a cub. She was frantic over it. I was once in a meeting with fifty delegates, and she barged in screaming it was time to fuck because she was ovulating.”

“Shit.” Rafferty frowned, “that’s not normal, Bar.”

“I know but six months of trying with no results when everyone else was popping out babies she was thinking there was something wrong with her. Her behavior was truly erratic. Her sister was a nurse in the royal clinic, and she was the one telling her all the things to do to get pregnant. Something seemed off on it. I arranged while she was sleeping one night for a healer from another town to take her blood and I had someone else hack all the medical records from the royal clinic. The supplements she was taking to improve her fertility? Birth control. Her sister was feeding her birth control pills while telling her that these were top of the line medications to increase the likelihood of multiple pregnancies.”

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“Why would her sister do such a thing?”

“Royal order from the Crown Prince.” Bar said quietly. “My brother had not yet found his mate. He did not want the birth of my children preceding his heirs. My children would hold no line to the throne once he found his mate and yet he was so concerned our parents would favor our baby over his little prince or princess, he ordered her own sister to force feed her medications which would hinder her ability to procreate. Unfortunately, as with most birth control in any species, it’s full of hormones and didn’t help they were tripling the recommended dose. It was making her erratic and feeling like she was crazy. When I figured out what was happening it was too late. It took me two months from the date she burst

into the meetings to get to the bottom of it. Eight months of this shit. They’d dosed her with so much hormones which in combination with other homemade remedies she was taking from local shops, she ended up with a rapidly growing tumor in her uterus.”

“Oh god,” Jacqueline covered her mouth in horror.

“Her sister begged for forgiveness. She was ordered by the Crown Prince to do such a thing and she loved her sister. Her sister truly believed if she’d not complied my brother would have simply killed the cub, so she told herself it was for the 6/10

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best. My brother denies saying any such thing. When the tumor was found, my wife was not well mentally, between the hormonal medications and the weird–ass supplements which were more hallucinogen than anything. She felt that the tumor was really a baby and refused to have it excised. We fought constantly and eventually I had her committed and forced her to have the procedure. The doctor assured us that once the tumor was removed, with time and healing she would be able to have a baby naturally, but she needed to get better first. She accused me of causing her to abort our baby. She was supposed to be on bed rest post operatively. I left her alone for ten minutes. I was gone ten minutes to talk to a nurse about making sure she wasn’t hurting and to get a therapist in. She ended up in those ten minutes getting out of her bed to go search for the corpse of the baby she was sure I murdered. She was weak and on pain killers and she fell down the stairs. During the fall she managed to cause bleeding at the internal surgical site. They couldn’t stop it. She died.”

“She died all because the Crown Prince didn’t want you to have your child first.”

“Yes.”

“What did your father do?” Wilder asked quietly, rage

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emanating off him, his fists opening and closing on his knees.

“My brother apologized. He said he’d not realized it would

go so far. He only wanted to be first. He didn’t think it would

cause such harm in her. He didn’t realize she was taking

supplements from other sources which mixed negatively with

the birth control. He felt terrible and I believe him. He was,

is, a selfish prick but he’s not a murderous one. I know he regrets his actions, but I struggle to forgive him. My father insisted we needed to move past things and demanded I resume my duties. I was wanting nothing more than to languish in my bed with the scent of my dead wife and he was passing me itineraries to give me structure which included when I could take bathroom breaks. I looked him,

my mother and brother in the faces and set the itinerary down and walked out. I haven’t been back in thirty years. They have come to me more than once to demand I go home but I simply cannot be bothered. It often turns into a fight much like the one Wilder and Rafferty engaged in earlier without the happier outcome, much to his sadness.”

“Do you believe he was sorry? Your brother?” Rafferty asked softly.

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everything came to him first. Then I found her first. We

were planning our family first. Jealousy gripped him and he behaved stupidly. He thought he was simply delaying the

inevitable with some harmless action. When it all came out

how much damage he actually inflicted his remorse and guilt

were real but,” Bar took a breath, “his tears only pissed me off. How fucking dare, he cry for the life he stole?”

“Did he ever find his mate?” Wilder asked seriously, “I don’t

recall ever hearing an announcement.”

“Not as of yet.” Bar shrugged, “unless they are hiding her in fear I might retaliate.”

“Would you?” Jacqueline asked quietly.

“Why would I rob a woman the chance of being with her mate and having a family? That is not who I am, and it never was. I would rather get my revenge by living my life the way I want with kindness and true happiness than to deal in the darkness of revenge and anger.” He grinned at the twins, “though I will say, I have more than once gone to a party I knew he was at and stole his date from him. Makes me laugh that he thinks since he’s going to be king the women will flock to him, but I can walk into the room and steal the women

right from under his arm.”

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“You won’t be doing that again,” Jacqueline made a growling noise at the back of her throat, and he nuzzled her neck and

smiled.

“No, little mate. I will never do such things again.”

Rafferty cleared his throat, “whatever you need from us, Bar, we’re here. I know that you are strong, stronger than most, but know that moving forward, if you need us at your back should they come to you with demands again, know that we are here, your partners for life.”

The room felt warm, respectful and loving and Jacquline shivered before taking a deep breath and then spoke succinctly, “I want to see the spring I overheard Bar mention

earlier.”

“The spring?”

“Yes. My heart is telling me it’s where we need to complete our claiming ceremonies.”

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