Chapter One

It had started as a good day. A brilliant day even, Justin had gotten a pay increase at work. Not to mention a lovely 6six figure bonus. And thanks to that well-earned bonus, the last payment on his house had gone through smoothly and without problems. Justin loved working where he did. He was hired muscle, a bodyguard for a Law Firm. It was his job to keep some of the more senior members of the Law Firm safe. A job he did well, very well, due to his other side. Very well.

The sun was out shining and it was warm day, odd as it was still in the last few months of winter. He walked home content with his life. All was well. The flowers were beginning to bloom and the birds were singing, giving the atmosphere a bright and bubbly mood. It was very rare for him to feel as such. He headed home from work to his husbands with a massive grin on his face. He couldn't wait to see them all to tell them the big news.

Yes, you read right, husbands.

Justin was not a normal person, by anyone's standards. He had four husbands. Each very special to him and very unique in their own way. The country in which they lived had very strange laws when it came to marriage. Even more so when it came down to supernatural-human relationships. For those sorts of relationships, the laws were in favour of the supernatural member of the marriage. There were still laws people had to abide by, sure. But they mostly stated that the 'head' of the family had to be able to provide for all of his husbands and wives, both emotionally and financially.

He was not the sole provider. All of his husbands had their own jobs, but he was the big earner. He was without a doubt, the head of his family. He made the rules of the house. Set the punishments for when they weren't kept and enforced them. All within the legal limits. He was strict and firm with the rules and even more so with the punishments, but he was not abusive. A lot of humans made that mistake about demon households. Assuming polygamy meant abuse. The fact was, the rules were there for a reason. To keep the family together and in relative harmony.

The main one, he was about to discover, had been broken.

All the feelings of cheer and happiness drained away as he walked into his house to find a fight. Quickly replaced by a familiar rage. Fighting was not tolerated between his husbands. They were all demons and fighting could get very dangerous. Something which he refused to allow as a risk. But before he could act on the feeling, he pushed it down, wanting to get to the bottom of this quickly before over reacting. Noticing none of his husbands had noticed his arrival, he watched. Trying to work out what had happened to disturb the peace and who was to blame. It wasn't hard to work out.

There was a lot of shouting. Especially from the two smallest members of his house. Kieran, the smallest, who had a mop of fiery red hair and a temper to match, and Rocco, who was half Hispanic and was usually the calmest of them all. Both were wearing expressions of anger and yelling insults for all they were worth. They looked about ready to rip each other apart. In fact, the only reason the two were yelling at each other and weren't trying to tear each other apart was because his other two husbands were holding them back from each other. Marcus was struggling as Kieran flailed in an attempt to get free of his capture.

"You're a fucking cheating whore" Kieran roared, his voice angry and hurt. The words catchingcaught Justin's attention. A dark feeling runningran though him. He didn't miss the tears which were swelling up in Kieran's green eyes. The hurt which filled them, Kieran was really upset with Rocco. Neither JonathanJonathon nor Marcus looked happy, either. Both looked angry and upset, but neither wanted to see Kieran and the fourth, Rocco fight.

'Cheating whore'

Rocco had cheated on them? Justin narrowed his eyes as the dark feeling turned into betrayal. Some people thought that being in a polygamist marriage meant you wouldn'tcould cheat. That was a false idea. The way the marriage worked was that they were exclusive to the others in the marriage. If another person caught their eye, they had to have permission of the rest of the family members before doing anything. Or at least the Head of the household.

Something Rocco defiantlydefinitely hadn't done.

Rocco yelled something back in his own defence, but Justin barely noticed it. Something catching his attention. An unfamiliar scent in the room. Another person was in the corner of the hall. Only a few feet away from him looking a little bloody and beaten up. Smelling strongly of Rocco.

From his position, Justin could guess the man had been trying to edge away from the others to escape. But Justin had come in blocking the only exit. The man, or rather boy was currently staring at Justin in terror. Apparently able to guess his appearance was not a good thing. Justin snarled and looked him over like a piece of meat, measuring him up. The person was human. He was also young, and very scared.

Closing his eyes, Justin let the rage rise within. The final pieces falling into place. He roared, the sound echoing in the large house.

Both Rocco and Kieran shut up. The room falling into a tense silence, every eye on him. Fear flashing though Rocco's eyes. His husband knew he was in deep trouble now. Justin had always made it perfectly clear, you do not cheat.

For a few moments, everyone stayed still. The whimper from the stranger snapped everyone from their frozen states. JonathanJonathon and Marcus let go of respective captives, knowing they would not dare fight in Justin's presence. JonathanJonathon, not so subtly, moving away from Rocco. It was clear from the expression on his face JohnnyJonny didn't want to be near him at the moment. Justin glared at them all individually, making sure they were sufficiently cowed before making a point of looking at the stranger.

The human looked young. Young enough there was a strong possibly that he was still in high school. Which only made the injuries covering him look worse. All of the injuries looked like they had been inflicted by Kieran. Claw marks covered his body, slashing his clothes open in many places. His hair was dyed blue and he had matching blue eyes, which were currently wide with terror. The boy was terrified at the moment. In many ways, he reminded Justin of a deer in the headlights.

Looking away from the stranger, he looked back at his husbands. All at them as a whole, before individually. Kieran was glaring daggers at Rocco while JonathanJonathon and Marcus were both looking at the floor. Though every now and again Marcus'sMarcus' eyes flashed up to look at him. His muscles tense, likely ready to jump to the strangers defence in case he went into one of his rages. Justin was known for them. But even so, he didn't need to worry about it. He wouldn't harm such a young human. Even if the filth had been sleeping with one of his husbands. Part of Justin's mind hissed at himself for referring to the stranger like that. There had to be more here than what first met the eye.

Rocco too, was carefully watching him but he was more openly. His hands clenched into fists by his side. But as Justin's eyes fell on him, he looked to the floor. A light blush covering his face. Justin could feel a mix of emotions comingpouring from him. Angry, guilt and helplessness.

"Is he even legal?" Justin asked. First things first. WereWas the law going to get involved when the situation was found out about? Rocco nodded, but smartly didn't say anything. "I trust you have a good explanation for this" Justin said, his voice a low hiss. Full of danger, warning that Rocco dare not lie. Rocco looked at him but bit his lip, not able to say anything in his defence. Justin closed his eyes and mentally counted to ten in his head. Just perfect...

"JonathanJonathon, please escort Rocco to the cage" Justin ordered calmly, not missing the way Rocco flinched at the order. JonathanJonathon nodded and gave Rocco a look which dared him to fight back. The cage was simply a cell in the basement. Why they had one wasn't important at the moment. Diffusing this situation was. "Marcus, please take Kieran to his room"."

The stranger only whimpered as he ordered JonathanJonathon to take Rocco away. Justin watched in the corner of his eye as the stranger began moving towards the door, no doubt hoping to make an escape while everyone was distracted. Justin turned and glared at him fiercely, pinning him to the spot.

"Do not move from that spot"." He ordered, enough power and dominance in his tone to make even a power senseless human behave.

The stranger froze and nodded. Justin turned to see Kieran stomping up the stairs, not bothering to wait for Marcus, simply storming off to his room on his own. Marcus sighed tiredly but followed. Not before giving the stranger an odd look. Lust flashed in his eyes, but was gone just as quickly. Some people could control their powers. Marcus was not one of them, but it gave Justin an indication of how Marcus felt about someone. Marcus could sense other people emotions and hence work out if someone was good or not. Which was why he was the best one to calm Kieran down.

Kieran was really hurt badly by this. Sure they were all married to each other, but Kieran and Rocco came into the family together. Kieran had fallen for Justin and had brought, well, dragged Rocco with him, not wanting to give up his mate. He had been the one to persuaded Rocco to take the vows to get married to all of them, instead of staying exclusive to Kieran. They were still very close, sharing the same bed most nights and to outsiders they were very much a 'couple'. Or at least had been. Now Rocco had cheated, no doubt they were going to be on rocky ground.

"Justin please..." Rocco said, his tone begging as JonathanJonathon pulled him towards the stairs to the basement. He wasn't fighting but he was looking at Justin with his big eyes. Begging him not to hurt the human.

"I won't hurt him Rocco" Justin stated calmly, knowing what Rocco's fear was. He really needed to sort out his husband's opinion on his rage and hurting people who didn't deserve it. Rocco no doubt wanted more reassurance, but he wasn't getting any more reassurance thenthan that, "He's not leaving this house, but I won't hurt him"

Justin watched as Rocco was dragged away before turning back to the stranger. He loomed over the injured boy, the stranger trembling in fear. He had remained still, but was looking desperately at the door like he wanted to bolt. Justin decided not to take the risk of him running away. Bending over, he swept the stranger up and over his shoulder. He was small and light. Too light, Justin mused, they were going have to fatten him up.

The stranger yelled and struggled lightly, but Justin's grip on him was firm and unbreakable. Holding him close, Justin went straight to his own room. He dropped the man on his bed.

The second he landed on the soft material, the boy rolled off it and went to dart for the door. But Justin was quicker and grabbed the boy's wrist, dragging him back to the bed. Throwing him on it, pinning him to the headboard. The human struggled trying to get still, but Justin kept his grip firm. "Stay still"." Justin growled though clenched teeth, annoyed by the struggles. The human knew Justin was stronger than him and the law would be on his side now.

"Fuck off!" yelled the stranger, still desperately struggling against him. Justin growled warningly. He would have struck the boy if he had been any older, but he could smell the fear rolling off him. He could also hear the boy's voice wavering, like he was about to cry, "Please just let me go home"." He finally broke down and sobbed.

"No. I cannot. If Rocco's been sleeping with you, you belong to us now and until you know the rules you are not going anywhere"." Justin said calmly into the boy's ear. The stranger still struggled but they grew weaker as Justin simply held him to the headboard. Slowly the boy went limp,; the only movement from him was shuddering, as he sobbed lightly.

Slowly Justin let go of the boy, watching as the boy slid down the board and curl into a ball on the bed. Stroking a hand though the boy's hair, he moved off the bed to the chest at the foot of the bed. Knowing the boy wasn't about to do anything stupid. Not yet anyway. Rooting though the chest where he kept his more kinky toys as well as his restraints. Grabbing a collar and some chains he moved back to the boy.

"Come on" Justin said gently, shaking the boy. The boy looked at the restraints and curled up tighter, hugging his knees to him.

"Please" begged the boy, his voice small and barely audible.

Justin shook his head as he hooked the chain though a loop on the wall. It was there for the purpose of tying up his husbands when they were feeling kinky. Using it for this felt wrong, but he had no other choice. He attached the chain to the collar like a leash, locking it with a pulse of magic. BlindingBinding it so only he could remove it. "Come here" Justin asked one last time, already knowing the boy wouldn't be able too. The boy didn't move but didn't fight as Justin gently pulled him over. Moving him so the boy was between his legs, back to his chest. Slowly he fastened the collar to the slender neck.

Calming himself down, he slowly wrapped his arms about the boy, trying to be comforting. It was hard. He wasn't really a cuddling type and his only real dealings with humans consisted of punching them or throwing them out of the buildings. So he decided to follow his instincts and treat him like he would treat Kieran after a nightmare. Carefully and tenderly. After all, no doubt what was happening would be like a nightmare to the boy.

Resting his head on the boys shoulder, he closed his eyes and counted to ten. Deciding the right way to deal with the situation and praying to whatever god or higher demon would accept his prays, that it was the right way. After all, thanks to the laws about human-demon relationships, they, as in Justin's household, now legally owned Caspar as a pet. Now owned the one who had been sleeping with their husband.