Race to Destiny 4 (10 page)

They heard the engines come on strong and soon the plane began to move, heading down the runway.  Mia felt her stomach do a little flip as they took off and soon she was thrilled to see clouds out of the windows.  She turned to each of her men and smiled.  Then she turned and looked at Sawyer and Conal who were sitting across from them on the other couch.

"Thank you so much for coming to help us,” Mia told them, including the Enforcers who were sitting in the captain chairs.

Sawyer, who seemed to be the talker of the two, inclined his head, and said, "Of course, my lady.  We were glad to be of service."

Mia giggled and she saw Striker rolled his eyes.  "Are you Enforcers as well?” she asked.

"Not normally.  We are, ah, independent
,” Sawyer answered as Conal gave a slight grin.

"I see
,” Mia said to him.  "Can you tell me how long until we land?"

"We should be back on the ground in a couple of hours
,” Sawyer answered.  Mia began to wonder if Conal could speak at all.

"Why don't you lay your head on my shoulder and rest?
” Striker said.

"I will go and get some food for all of us
,” Eric said as he unbuckled and stood.

Mia shook her head.  "No, I don't want to rest right now.  I still have adrenaline running through me.  Let me help.
”  She unbuckled and stood up with him.

Eric led her through the back hallway and he stopped at a small kitchenette.  Mia couldn't help herself, she had to walk back further and saw two bathrooms and then a good size bedroom.  She stepped into the bedroom and saw a queen
-sized bed with a small dresser as well as a private bath, complete with a shower.  As she stepped out of the en suite bathroom, she saw Eric standing in the bedroom doorway.

"Do you like it?
” he asked.

Mia nodded.  "It's so nice.  I wonder how much a plane like this cost?
” she answered.

Eric shrugged.  "I don't know.  My father has one that is a little larger.  I will take you to see one day.  Maybe we can borrow it and go on a honeymoon."

Mia blushed.  "A honeymoon?"

Eric walked over to her and pulled her into his arms.  "Of course.  We are mates.  It's no less than you deserve."

'I agree,
’ Striker's voice came through to them.

Mia smiled.  "I guess.  We'll see.  I just want to get to the Senate safely.  I was supposed to start my job over a month ago.  I am grateful Orfeo held it for me."

Eric smiled at her.  "Don't worry.  Your job isn't going anywhere."

Eric leaned down and kissed her gently at first, then began to add pressure, backing her up against the wall.  When he released her lips, he began to kiss down her neck and she moaned.

"Eric, we need to get the food.  I'm hungry,” Mia said.

It was Eric's turn to moan into her neck.  He pulled back and sighed, "Okay.  Let's go.  I don't want to deprive my mate of her food."

"I'm sorry but I don't want everyone to hear us,” Mia whispered in his ear.

Eric immediately understood what she meant.  They were on a plane of wolves and vampires
who all had very good hearing.  She was embarrassed to be caught doing what they were doing.  He grinned at her and nodded his understanding.  Then he swept his arm out in front of him, indicating she should go ahead of him.  She smiled her thanks and kissed his cheek as she headed back toward the kitchenette.

They worked together side
-by-side, making a several trays of food for everyone.  Then Eric grabbed a cart anchored in a corner and they sat everything on it.  Eric wheeled it out with Mia following and she set different trays out for each group.  Then Sawyer took one of the trays to the cockpit for the men flying.  Once everyone was settled, they all ate.  Mia was stunned at how much food they had prepared, but Eric had assured her it would all be eaten.  She now saw that he wasn't kidding, every tray was cleared, every morsel eaten.

She finished eating her snack and then gathered up all the trays and cups.  She took them back into the kitchenette and washed them.  When she finished putting everything away, she glanced longingly at the bedroom.  She could feel herself crashing, it had been a long few days, and the stress had really gotten to her.  She headed back to her seat between her men on the couch, knowing they would land soon
, and settled back, listening to the men talk.

Soon she heard the ding telling them to buckle their seatbelt and she knew they were landing.  She couldn't wait to get somewhere where she could have a shower and sleep.  Eric wrapped an arm around her and ran his hand up and down her arm.  Striker reached out and held her hand.  She looked at both of them, wondering if they felt her exhaustion.

'
We feel you are wearing down.  Don't worry, we will get you settled as soon as we arrive at the compound
,’ Striker told her.

'
It is our job as your mates to take care of you
,’ Eric said.

She smiled at them as the plane touched down on the ground and she knew she was finally safe.  Roarke couldn't get to her there with the Senate.  She knew they had had some trouble with the Rogues
, but this was the safest place for her.  She sighed in relief, now she could relax.

When they opened the door to the plane, the Enforcers went out first.  Then Sawyer and Conal stepped through, Striker and Eric were at her back again.  She was completely caged in and couldn't see anything.  They descended the stairs and Mia heard voices getting louder as she got closer to the ground.  She thought she recognized one of the voices and she strained to hear.

"It's about fucking time you got here!  Now move so I can see her!”  Cami's voice came through and Mia's face beamed as Cami pushed through the men to reach her side.  Mia threw her arms around Cami and Cami embraced her right back.  "Damn, girl, took you long enough,” she huffed and Mia just laughed and hugged her harder.

The ride to the compound was filled with Cami filling them all in on what had been happening back in Milliken and with the Senate.  Jaden drove and Cami sat in the passenger seat.  Mia sat between her men in the back seat.  Mia had watched Cami as she had introduced her to her men.  Mia smiled as she saw her men become uncomfortable under Cami's scrutiny when Mia told Cami they were her mates.

When they pulled into the compound and circled around to the main house, Mia could feel her exhaustion really pulling at her.  Eric helped her step out of the SUV and then when Striker joined them, they all followed the Alphas into the large mansion.  Sawyer, Conal
, and their men joined them, bringing up the rear.  As they entered, all of the members of the Senate greeted them.  There were introductions made and then Cat had asked everyone to go into the sitting room where snacks had been laid out.

As everyone moved to go in, Cat and Cami pulled her to the side.  "We can see how tired you are, why don't I take you to your bungalow, and you can have a hot bath?
” Cat suggested as she looked puzzled by Striker and Eric standing in the doorway.

"Oh, um, that would be great, but...
”  Mia looked at Cami for help.

Cami turned to Cat.  "It seems Striker and Eric are her mates, Cat.  They need to go with her."

Cat smiled.  "I see.  Well then, let me show all three of you to the bungalow so you can get cleaned up and rest.  We can meet later."

"Thank you, Cat.  We appreciate it
,” Eric told her.

Cami squeezed Mia's hand and said, "I will see you when you wake later.  Come find me."

Cat glanced at Orfeo and Mia knew they were having a conversation because Orfeo's lips twitched at one point then he nodded.  Cat turned back to her and said, "Follow me."

They walked through the house toward the back yard, then out a set of patio doors.  Cat led them on a pathway that led down to the east side of the house.  Mia saw a small
, two story bungalow and Cat told her that it was where Fredi and her mates lived.  They continued down the path a ways and came upon another bungalow.

"Thi
s is your place,” Cat said as she pointed to the quaint bungalow.  She pulled a key out and unlocked the door.

Striker put his hand out and said, "If you don't mind, Cat, we would like to take a look first."

Cat stepped back and said, "Of course, please."

Striker and Eric stepped into the bungalow while the women waited at the door.  Cat looked at Mia and said, "Mates are always like this.  Protective and aggravating.  Always take it in stride."

Mia laughed and said, "Good advice."

The men came back out and nodded to the women, telling them it was safe to come in.  Mia snuck a peak at Cat and Cat rolled her eyes.  Mia giggled as they went inside.  The whole bottom level was an open floor plan with a large living room that led into a small dining area, which flowed into a nice size kitchen.  It was decorated in earth tones that were comforting and Mia said as much to Cat.

"Thank you, Jax and Fredi helped me decorate it for you,” Cat told her.

"You all did this for me?
” Mia asked, surprised.

Cat nodded.  "Of course, we wanted you to feel welcome here.  Feel you were at home."

Mia's eyes filled with tears.  "Thank you,” she whispered and then laughed softly as she wiped at her eyes.  "Sorry, I think I'm more tired than I thought."

Cat gave her a hug and said, "No worries, hun.  We can talk later.  I am going to head back up to the main house.  If you need anything, our numbers are programmed into the phone and the directory is next to it."

Mia thanked her again as did Striker and Eric as she left.  When Eric closed the door behind Cat he turned to Mia and said, "Come on.  I'm going to take you upstairs and get a bath ready for you."

Striker came over to her and swept her into his arms.  "I get the pleasure of making sure you are ready for said bath."

Mia threw her arms around his neck and blushed at his words.  He carried her up the stairs behind Eric and Mia glanced around as they went.  She saw there were three rooms upstairs.  One was a spare bedroom, on looked to be an office and the third was the master bedroom.  When Striker carried her in, he set her gently on her feet just inside the doorway.

Mia looked around, astounded at the size of the bed,
it looked huge
.  This bedroom was decorated in earth tones as well with cream-colored walls and a deep blue comforter set on the bed.  She walked past the two of the three dressers in the room and saw there were also two walk-in closets as well.

As she went to peek into the master bathroom, Striker's hands descended on her shoulders
, stopping her.  He spun her around and walked her back to the middle of the room by the large bed.  He slowly pulled her t-shirt up and off, throwing it into a corner of the room.  Then he knelt down at her feet, undoing her jeans and slowly sliding them down her legs, taking her underwear with them.  When he got to her ankles, he slipped off her sneakers and socks then slid her clothes the rest of the way off her legs.  She closed her eyes and listened to the water running in the bathroom.

He stood slowly and circled around behind her to undo the clasp on her bra.  He used his fingers to slide the straps down her arms and then walked back around to stand in front of her.  Mia looked up into his eyes and saw they were dark with desire as he slowly took her bra the rest of the way off.  She now stood in front of him completely naked and was a little self-conscious.  She dropped her gaze to study her feet
, wondering what he was thinking, when he placed his finger under her chin to tilt it up again.

He looked deep into her eyes as he said, "You are so beautiful.
”  He leaned down and kissed her deeply before reluctantly letting her go.  "Come, Eric is ready for you."

He turned her around to face the bathroom and gave her a gentle shove toward Eric who was standing in the doorway of the bathroom.  She watched Eric's eyes rake down her body, looking over every inch and then coming back up to meet her eyes.  When she reached him, he ran his fingers down the side of her neck.

"You are stunning.  I want to touch every inch of your body,” Eric said to her and then added, "But first, you need to soak in the hot bath I drew for you."

He took her hand and led her into the bath to help her into the water.  As she stepped in, she marveled at the size of the tub.  It was large enough to fit three adults comfortably.  She sighed as she submerged herself into the nice, warm water.  Eric smiled at her and said, "Be back in a few.  If you need anything, call out."

Mia smiled at him and closed her eyes, sinking more into the water.  She didn’t know how long she laid there before she felt a hand slide up her calf.  She jerked in surprise and opened her eyes to see her men kneeling down beside the large tub.  She saw they had both had a shower, as their hair was still damp.  Both had no shirts on but she couldn’t see below that, the tub was blocking her view.

Striker was at her feet and he began to soap up a washcloth, drawing it up first one leg then the other.  He paid special attention to her feet, even going between her toes, making her giggle.  Then he moved a little higher, washing her thighs and the creases where they joined her hips.

Eric began with her shoulders and washed her arms, neck, and then the top of her chest.  He then moved to wash her sides and stomach.  He had her sit forward so he could wash her back and then sat her back again.

Just as Striker's fingers ran through her folds, Eric's hands cupped her breasts and she moaned loudly.  Both men paid close attention to what they were doing and she enjoyed the attention.  Then they released her and she moaned at the loss.

"Time to get out,” Eric said to her as he held out his hand to help her up.

As she stepped out of the tub on to the plush bathmat, she noted that both men were only wearing boxers.  Striker was holding up a large, fluffy towel to dry her off.  She held her arms up as he began to towel her dry.  He made thorough work of it, drying each and every part of her body, setting her on fire inside.  When he was finished, he handed her off to Eric, who led her into the bedroom.

Eric slipped a large t-shirt style nightgown over her head then led her over to the bed.  She noted the covers had been turned down already.  Eric lifted her up and laid her down in the center of the bed.  Then he and Striker both slid in beside her.  The drapes had all been drawn, making it nice and dark in the room.  Both men laid sweet kisses on her lips and then snuggled down beside her.

Striker turned her toward Eric who took her into his arms.  She laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.  Striker wrapped his arm around her middle, pulling her bottom against him.  She took one of her hands and laid it on top of his, intertwining their fingers.  All three fell asleep, happy, and content in their bed.