Morgan (13 page)

“He has either failed to find your daughter or he is dead,” Ignaty said coldly.

“Better he is dead than I find out that he has failed me again,” Artur said.

He waited momentarily by the rear door of the SUV until Ignaty appeared beside him and opened the door for him.

Inside were his usual prerequisites for an extended road trip. Caviar, Cristal, and two eager young men. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the aroma of food, wine, and sex. The two young shifters were ready and waiting for him to join them. He growled softly in anticipation as he arranged his large body into a comfortable position in the rear of the roomy vehicle. The long journey was going to be an enjoyable one.

Morgan paced the bathroom. Her injured wrists throbbed painfully as she curled her fingers in agitation. “Shit and damn, that hurts,” she said, hissing in pain.

The bathroom door banged loudly against the wall as an enormous cougar stalked into the small room. She should have felt scared. The cougar was as tall as her and would be much heavier. He growled loudly and the sound reverberated in the enclosed space of the bathroom, vibrating against her and surprising her as it ignited her senses. She strangely felt no fear. Only wonder and arousal.

“You are huge
and
inconsiderate. What if I was on the toilet?” The cougar chuffed and licked the side of her face. The touch of his tongue was gentle, but the rough texture still felt like sandpaper had rubbed against her skin.

“You must be Ben. Cameron is much too polite to barge in here like that.”

Ben lowered his head and rubbed it against her side, much like a domestic cat would do. Only this cat was so large that it made her stumble to the side.

“I told him to wait outside,”
Cameron said.

She looked up to see him leaning against the door frame, his muscled torso on display with his fatigues riding low on his slim hips. She licked her suddenly dry lips as she tried to pull her gaze away from his beautiful body.

“I’m flattered, baby. But can men be described as beautiful? Shouldn’t that be ruggedly handsome or god-like?”

“Are you selling tickets?” Morgan said softly, feeling her cheeks heat as she realized she’d spoken her thoughts again. “
Too arrogant,
” she whispered, lowering her head and feeling a little foolish.

“No, baby. I was just pleased you found me appealing.”

Cameron was suddenly in front of her, his palms cupping her face as he raised her head gently until their eyes locked. “You’re a goddam vision, Morgan. So fucking gorgeous that I know I’m not even close to being in your league.”

“That’s ridiculous. You and your brothers are seriously hot. You must have to beat the women off with sticks when you’
re in uniform.
”

Ben growled and leaned against her legs, pushing her against Cameron. She gasped softly at the thrill she felt when her breasts were squashed against the hard planes of his chest. Her thin T-shirt and cotton bra were no barrier to the heat radiating from him.

“It’s the mating musk that makes you think that, and I’m glad it does, otherwise we wouldn’t stand a chance with someone like you.”

She looked up, expecting to see him smirking as he teased her, but he was staring intently at her with his startling green eyes shining in absolute sincerity. With his dark hair, square jaw, and full lips, he was a certified stud. She was the one out of his league.

“No, you’re not, Morgan,” Cameron said, lowering his face until his lips brushed hers when he spoke. “You were made for us and no one else can have you now.” His eyes changed color and began to glow.

Her hard
ened nipples ached, and she needed more contact with him. Needed to be closer to him somehow. She moved her body against him without thinking and moaned softly. Being closer against him eased the ache in her nipples. He licked along her parted lips, his breath smelling of coffee and Cameron.

A hot, hard body pressed against her back, pushing her so tightly against Cameron’s body that she felt the hard length of his cock brand her stomach. She wrapped one arm around Cameron’s waist and held him to her. The other she reached behind and found the naked skin of Ben’s hip and ass. She pulled him closer, her clothes suddenly an unwelcome barrier as she wriggled her ass against his equally firm erection.

“Are we overwhelming you again, honey?” Ben asked. His breath was warm and sweet as it breezed over the side of her face.

“No,” she breathed as Cameron pressed his lips to hers. His tongue swept into her mouth to twist with hers. Her long hair was pulled aside and Ben’s mouth travelled down her neck in soft caresses. He sucked and licked her skin, making her flesh burn and her whole body vibrate with constant shudders of pleasure.

“Is this a private party?”
Evan
asked.

Morgan gasped as Cameron’
s lips left hers
. They felt cold for just a second before Evan’s crashed down on them. He kissed with the same power and strength that his body displayed. His lips moved with purpose, his tongue teased hers as it stroked and coaxed hers into his mouth. He held her face in his hands and tilted her head to the angle he wanted, moaning as he deepened their kiss.

Cameron
’s hands gripped her ass, pulling her tighter to his hard frame and spreading her butt cheeks so that Ben’s erection rubbed between them. Her pussy started to clench and grow warm. Her clitoris was throbbing in time with her rapidly beating heart when Ben’s hand circled her hips and unerringly found the throbbing nub with his fingers. He gently stroked over it and she moaned into Evan’s mouth.

She felt Ben’s other hand push between her and Cameron until he found her breast. He pinched her hardened nipple at the same time as he lightly pinched her clit and she exploded into the biggest orgasm of her life.

Evan swallowed her scream as he gently ended their kiss. Ben’s finger circled her clit, drawing out her orgasm as she slowly came back to her shuddering body.

“I’ve never. Not with anyone,” she said between gasps. “That was wonderful.”

She opened her eyes and saw Evan’s glowing brightly as he stared at her. His expression was fierce. His mouth set in a hard line.

She tensed and was about to pull away when he spoke. His words undeniably true. “You are the most beautiful creature ever created and I can’t believe you're mine. Mine forever.”

Her heart soared. She felt exactly the same as she gazed at him. She felt it to her very core. He was hers. She looked up at Cameron and saw the same possessive look on his face. Twisting around to look at Ben, she found he had a
wicked
smile on his face, his eyes shining amber as he again stroked her clitoris. She wriggled her butt and smiled as his eyes closed on a groan.

He smiled wider as he rubbed his erection against her ass. “Tease. You are so beautiful when you come, Morgan. I can’t wait to see you look like that over and over again.”

“Bethany and her mates are waiting for us downstairs,” Evan said. “We need to tell Morgan and Bethany everything that Aiden discovered.”

Ben kissed her lightly and walked from the bathroom. She leaned around Cameron to watch him walk away. His ass was firm and pale, his thighs thickly muscled. The muscles in his back rippled as he walked and Morgan’s fingers twitched to trace over every inch of his wide shoulders. A small growl erupted from her mouth.

“Keep thinking those thoughts and we’ll never leave the bedroom,” Cameron said. He lifted her into his arms and kissed her firmly. “Your pussy smells delicious right now. I can’t wait to taste you.”

She knew she was blushing. Her face had never felt so hot. No one had ever seen her come before or s
een her naked. She
’d never wanted anyone to. Evan kissed her lips lightly and followed Ben from the room.

“Please w
ait
for a moment,” she said softly, and Cameron stopped walking. “This is completely new for me, Cameron, and the way my body is responding to all of you is a little frightening for me
. Overwhelming, even. I
’ve been loose on the Internet since I was twelve and I’ve seen enough porn to know the mechanics of having three men as lovers, but I’d never even kissed anyone until yesterday.”

Cameron raised an eyebrow as his mouth thinned into a hard line. “Do we need to organize an intervention for your Internet porn addiction?”

She felt mortified and opened her mouth to vehemently deny the accusation when she saw his lip curl into a smile.

“Ours will be the only naked bodies you ever see from now on. I’ll have Michael install firewalls before you’re given any further access to the Internet.” She smiled and relaxed against his warm chest. “We’ll go as slow as you need, Morgan. We would never force you, or hurt you. Your happiness means everything to us.”

As Cameron carried her downstairs, she feared what she’d learn about her father and his plans for her and Bethany, but she felt no fear of the three big men who were now her mates. Despite never having been in a physical relationship before, she’d already trusted them with her body. She’d enjoyed what they’d just shared and if she was honest with herself she was excited to see and feel more of their bodies.

She wanted very much for them to be hers. She needed to find out what claiming was, because she liked the sound of claiming them.

* * * *

Ben entered the kitchen with Evan after having quickly dressed in the clothes that Cameron had brought up to the room they were now sharing with Morgan. He had no intention of ever sleeping in their cots in the bunkhouse again. He couldn’t conceive of sleeping without Morgan in his arms ever again. She was that vital to him already.

Bethany sat on Michael’s lap, her face pale and her scent betraying her anxiety. Samson and Jason stood by the kitchen counter. They each held a mug of coffee in their hands and their faces wore grim expressions. This was not going to be a pleasant discussion.

“I’m getting coffee,” Ben mumbled as he went to the pot and poured himself a mug. Evan sat opposite Bethany, facing the door to the porch. His gaze constantly swept from the door to the window, ready for any assault should it come.

When Cameron carried Morgan into the room, his relaxed smile disappeared as he absorbed the somber mood of the kitchen’s occupants. “So what the fuck does Artur Petrov want with our mates?”

Evan glanced at Samson and Jason and nodded his head. “When Morgan was born he sold both of his daughters to a business colleague called Marat Abramov,” Jason said.

“He sold us?” Bethany asked, her cheeks coloring as she sat forward with her hands clenched into fists. “
You can
’t sell a human being.”

“
You do in Petrov
’s world,” Samson said. He ran a hand through his short cropped hair. “He sold his daughters for their breeding capabilities.”

“But …” Bethany started. She stopped talking and wrapped her arms protectively around her stomach.

“We all know shifters can only breed with their mates,” Ben said. “Petrov can’t have believed that both of his daughters would one day be the mate of this Abramov person.”

None of this was making any sense to Ben. Petrov was a shifter. He’d know you could only have cubs with your mate.

“Petrov has a very ingenious doctor working with him. This doctor is nearly four hundred years old despite still looking like a man in his thirties,” Jason said. “As well as discovering a way to further slow shifter aging, he has discovered a way to manipulate IVF techniques to create offspring from two shifters who are not mates.” Jason’s voice was strained and the air was thick with the smell of his abhorrence.

“That’s not the worst of it,” Samson said. “He is a taint on the shifter race.”

“We learned that Artur Petrov is very wealthy, and very old,” Evan said. “He has earned a large part of his wealth by running an underground shifter fighting ring that has fighters coming to his base in Moscow from all over the world to compete. The fights come with big prize money, and large crowds come to watch the shifters compete.” Evan swallowed and gritted his teeth to spit out the last sentence. “They fight to the death.”

Evan walked over and sat next to Cameron. Morgan began to climb awkwardly into his lap, her broken arms hindering her. Evan picked her up by the waist and deposited her on his lap. He settled her comfortably against him and wrapped his arms around her tiny frame.

“Apparently they stream the matches live, with Petrov taking a cut of all the online betting as well,” Samson said. “The participants may fight in any form they wish: shifted, half shifted or fully human. There are absolutely no rules.”

“We never knew what sort of shifter Bethany was,” Jason said. He moved to stand beside Bethany, taking the hand she stretched out to him and kissing it gently. “Only that she scented of cat. We assumed she was a cougar like us.”

“We’re not cougars like you?” Bethany said. She looked at Morgan, who shrugged.

“I only just found out I’m supposed to be a shifter at all.”

Evan nuzzled her neck and growled softly. “You are most definitely a shifter, my love.” Ben inhaled the sweet scent of Morgan’s mating musk mixed with the lingering scent of her arousal. She was his cat and he joined Evan in growling.

Ignoring the growling, Jason caressed Bethany’s face and continued. “Petrov shifts into a Siberian tiger. Your mother, Marina, was also a shifter. She was a rare breed of white tiger. Apparently all the females of that breed are unable to shift, while the male’s ability to
shift
remains unaffected. Aiden said that the males are extremely rare, but are also known to be the largest shifters in existence.”

Ben looked in wonder at his tiny mate. It seemed impossible to believe that she was a tiger, or that she could give birth to something that would be even bigger than Finn. The Alpha of Eminence stood nearly seven feet tall as a human and his cougar was over five feet high at its shoulder.