Species

Love for 2

Claira held on to Jason, her head was pressed against his chest as he carried her up the stairs to her room. Neither one of them spoke, the silence between them both was calming. Jason opened her bedroom door and left it open since Diego seemed to follow her everywhere. He didn't put her in bed, but instead carried her to the bathroom, he sat at the edge of the tub with her still in his arms as he got the bath started. Claira tried to protest but Jason just held her tighter.

"Please," his voice was horse from cry, his eyes were still red and sullen as he looked at her. "Just a little longer. I almost lost you." He pressed his cheek to the top of her head as he held her closer. Claira just nodded, while he worked on getting the bath ready.

Diego had stayed in her bedroom giving them time and privacy together, he didn't even try to bond with her just gave them their space. He could still here them, her bathroom door was open to her room, if anything happened he would be there in seconds. Diego pinched the bridge of his nose, trying not to relive the scene over in his head, he hated how she looked and he never wanted to see her like that ever again. He looked down at his hands, still coated in her blood, then down at himself. Diego hardly noticed all the blood before, but now he felt disgusted. Standing up he left to take a shower himself, he knew it would take Claira some time so a quick shower wouldn't be so bad.

Jason heard Diego leave as he placed Claira in the tub. The water was hot against her cold skin, she shivered with delight before sinking further into the water so now it covered her completely the only thing not submerged was her nose and top half of her head. Jason handed Claira a hand towel before standing up to closet the curtain and sit on the toilet to wait for her to shower. Claira lathered the towel with her soap and meticulously scrubbed her body of all the dried blood she could see. She knew there was some on her back that she couldn't reach.

"Jason?" Her tone tentative as she hesitated on how to ask him. He hummed in response, as he got up moving closer to the curtain but didn't pull it back. "Would you mind scrubbing my back?"

Jason slowly pulled the curtain to the shower back and looked down at her. The water around her was red, for a second Jason panic think she might have not healed fully. "Oh God Claira, are you hurt?" He pulled the plug to the drain quickly, trying to inspect her body, she covered herself as best as she could with her hands and hand towel.

"No, it just the dried blood, I told you I'm fine." She waved the hand towel in front of him, and he calmed just a little. Kneeling down beside the tub Jason took the hand towel from her and moved her wet hair to the side exposing her delicate back and neck. 

"Sorry, I just thought...well." He scrubbed soft circles starting from her neck down her back. She leaned into his touch, loving the feel of him scrubbing her. It was comforting but it also felt like an intimate act, it was all innocent she knew that but still.

"Did you purposely mean to hurt me?" she ask him, looking over her shoulder at him, his eyes were down cast but snapped up at her with her question. His movements stopped at he jerked back from her.

"God no, I would never. I was just so upset with Diego, I didn't you had come between us. My wolf was just so focus on him." He shook his head lowering his gaze, he stared at his hands. "I don't know what it is with him, but my wolf can't seem to stay under control when he's around. A part of me wants to kill him, but another part of me just wants to tease him and egg him on." Jason huffed a laugh then sighed. Claira could tell he was confused and his emotions were getting the best of him. He looked up at her, to study Claira's face. "Do you love him?" 

The question took her by surprise, "I'm not sure, I think I do." She was sincere with her answer, Claira really didn't know if she loved him or not. What she did know was she like him a lot, more then just a friend, and more then just a fling or a lover. "But I also like you. More then just my brother." And that answer was true as well. Claira liked Jason more then just a friend or a brother. But she also didn't know if she love him like a lover, or more. He had just told her how he felt, and she need time with him to figure out her own feelings, and decide for herself what it was she felt for both men, be it love or something else.

Jason just nodded his head, and continued to rub her back. "Then I'm fine with that, for now. Knowing you have feelings for me too, and hopefully more." She gave him a small smile, before turning back to turn the faucets back on, there was no more water in  the tub and she was being to feel cold.

When Claira was done Jason had wrapped her in one of her puffy towels and set her in bed, covering her body with her blankets. He went to her dresser and started to pull cloths out showing her for her approval, and when he found what she wanted to wear she left them for her at the edge of the bed while he stepped out to give her privacy. When he closed the door, Diego's door opened up just across from hers. 

Diego wore basket ball shorts and a white shirt, his hair was wet, and a towel hung around his neck as he towel dried his hair with one hand. "Hey." he spoke nodding to Jason.

"Hey." Jason responded back, the air around them was tense and awkward, but he cleared his throat and spoke first. "She's changing." 

"Oh, ok." Diego knew already, seeing Jason in front of him made Diego check on her, and he was that she had been putting her cloths on while checking herself out in the mirror again. "So.." he drawled, not knowing what to talk to Jason about.

"I just want to say, Thank you." Jason put his hand out for Diego to shake. But Diego just looked down at it then back up at Jason.

"For?" 

"For saving her, honestly I didn't think you could do it. But I appreciate that you did." Jason lowered his hand knowing that Diego wasn't going to shake it. "I thought you were just trying to use her. But I can see now that you care about her."

Diego crossed his arms  while standing in the doorway. "I wouldn't have saved her if I didn't care about her."

"I know that now, and I'm just glad you were there."

Diego nodded at Jason before patting him on the shoulder. "You know, your not so bad your self mutt."

Jason chuckled and pushed Diego's hand off him, "Thanks, you too vamp."

"Hey, just a heads up...your still naked." Diego pointed out, lifting an eyebrow at Jason. Jason froze and looked down at himself. He had totally forgot he hadn't put any cloths on this whole time. It was like shifters were shy of nudity, everything just happened so fast he had completely forgotten.

Jason looked up at Diego and smirked "Jealous?"

Diego just shook his head smiling "Of that small thing, not at all."

Jason punched him in the arm before stepping back, he turned to look at Claira's door before looking back to Diego, "Can you watch her, I'll be back in a few minutes."

Diego looked to her Claira's door then back to Jason who had began to walk away now back down the hall and up the stairs to the third floor. His voice was as soft as a whisper when he spoke. "Always."

Diego sat on the floor and waited for Claira to finish dressing, a few minutes after Jason had left the door opened and Claira looked out. She wore black leggings and a long sleeve purple shirt, she was bare footed and her hair was still wet. Diego looked up at her and smiled, he could have lost her today, and then what would her have done...ripped Jason apart, and then let the rest of the pack rip him apart. 

'You ok?' Claira's voice was soft in his mind, but full of concern.

"I should be asking you that question. You should be in bed little wolf." 

Claira blushed and opened the door wider motioning him to come in. Diego stood up from the floor and took a few steps into her room, but positioned himself by the door like a sentinel. "I'm fine, I keep telling you guys I'm fine but no one listens." She walked over to her bed and sat on it before making herself comfortable and getting under the covers. She turned to look back at Diego the question was clear on her face.

'How did you do it? How long have you been able to do it?'

Diego looked around the quiet room, he took a few steps back and looked down the hall before sitting on the floor next to the door. He wanted to be able to listen to his surroundings, making sure if anyone was coming their way he would be able to hear them first.

They spoke quietly in their minds to each other as Diego explained how he had just an ability.

'When I was 10, I drank from one of our maids. I was still learning control of my thirst, but this time I went over board. I almost drained her dry, and when I eventually stopped myself from drinking her, I panicked. I thought I was turning her like I had seen my father do multiple times before. I cut my wrist and fed her my blood, then bit her." But instead of turning her, she healed.'

Claira watched from her position in bed, she was still confused and had more questions to ask. 'Have you turned someone before? or after that?'

Diego turned his head looking away and closing his eyes. 'Yes, and that's how I figured out the difference between the two.' He looked back to Claira and gave her a winning smirk. 'I found out that if its an equal share between me and the person I can heal them. But if they drink too much from me and I don't drink from them, they turn.'

Claira rubbed her face, then her neck where he had bit her twice already. 'And you biting me wont do anything?' heat rushed to her cheeks.

Diego smiled devilishly at her and raised a brow, 'Do you want me to do something to you...again?' He watched her like an animal watches prey. 

'No, I just meant..'

'I know what you meant, and no, nothing will happen to you other then loosing a little bit of blood.' There was a shuffling noise and Diego lifted a hand to her, and pointed at the door. Spoke out loud quickly getting the hint from him.

"So I see you and Jason are getting along, what are you, like best buddies now?" Claira quickly changed the subject, pulling the blankets closer to her body. 

 Diego huffed a laugh and rolled his eyes at her. "Sure, and we are going to paint each others nails later too." He snorted shaking his head.

"You wish, I'd paint your nails." Jason's voice was teasing as he walked through the door tapping Diego with the side of his foot. Diego looked up at Jason hissed at him and rolled his eyes. Jason just snapped his teeth at him and smirked before sitting at the edge of Claira's bed, he rubbed her leg through the blanket. "Hey beautiful."

"Hey," Claira's face light up when she saw Jason, she moved so she was closer to him on the bed. Jason readjusted himself so there was enough room for him to hold Claira between his legs as he pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped the blanket around them both like he use to do when they were children, which made Claira smile.

'I'm jealous.' Diego's voice seem to almost whine in her head, she looked up at him frowning a little before she realized he was pouting himself and glaring daggers at Jason. 

Jason knew the effect her had on Diego and just smiled in triumph. "What? Cat got your tongue?" He teased Diego.

Diego just bared his fangs at him, before flipping him off with a smirk on his face. Jason just laughed, while Claira just shook her head at them both. She rolled her eyes, "Children." But she continued to snuggle into Jason her back pressed firm and comfortable into his chest. 

"So...are we gonna talk about this?" Claira continued, she looked between Jason and Diego. Jason kissed her cheek as he nuzzled her. She pushed his face away playfully with her hand, but she was serious. She wanted to know what was going on between her and both boys.

Diego watched them both before speaking. "I'm not giving her up." He looked at Jason narrowing his eyes. Jason just stared back at Diego never breaking eye contact.

"Neither am I." There was no more teasing in Jason's voice. "Then we agree?" 

"Yes." Diego stood up and walked over to the bed kneeling in front of both Jason and Claira. She was confused to say the least, not understand what both boys were talking about. She looked to Jason then back to Diego whos was now in front of her.

Diego pulled the blank apart and traced his hand sup Claira's legs to rest on her hips, he leaned forward, and grazed his lips softly against hers. Claira leaned forward into his touch, pressing her lips softly to his. The kiss was slow and agonizing for Claira, he nipped her bottom lips teasing her. Jason's hands were now on her waist as well, she felt his teeth nip at her skin along her shoulder. He kissed her neck along the new marks on her neck making her shiver in pleasure. With both men kissing her and touching her, Claira thought she was dream, or about to explode. But Diego was the first to pull away, his breathing heavy fanned her face.

Diego stood up and took a few steps back, giving her a wicked smile as he licked his lips. Jason still kissed her neck nipping as he went, kissing along her jaw line, she turned her head to him giving more accuses to her neck. She moaned in pleasure, while Diego just watched them both. He took quiet steps out the door and closed it behind him. 

Claira was so into the moment she was having with Jason she didn't realize Diego had left. She did realize there wasn't an extra set of hands or mouth on hers. Opening her eyes she looked around the room noticing Diego had left leave her and Jason alone. Claira turned to face Jason who now watched her with nothing but pure love in his eyes. She didn't hesitate then, she crushed her lips to his and kissed with all the passion she had. Claira kissed him like he was the air she needed to breath. Jason kissed her back with the same amount of eagerness as she gave him.

Claira realized right then and there, she loved Jason and she loved Diego. But did she have enough love to share between the both of them.