Unstoppable Force (Force of Nature Series) (17 page)

Connor stared at him for all of ten
seconds before he burst out laughing. He could see it now, little Austin or
Nancy walking around the house saying just that and Austin and CJ trying to
tell them not to. He had to sit down and pulled Lou into his lap. This was just
too great. Then he thought of his mom. “She will be pissed if we get hurt. I
mean. really pissed. She might hit all of us with her spoon.” Connor nodded to
the one sitting on the table between them. “I’m going to take her that one when
we get her.” He picked it up and put in on Lou’s lap. After they had returned
from the mall, they told them all what had happened. Well, most of it. He
kissed Lou’s shoulder and nodded to the rest of them.

“We know where the lab is. I’ve been
there before when we first moved here. After Lou told me what she’d seen in her
dream, I knew just where it was.” He looked over at Gordon. “You remember the
place? It’s near the old homestead about ten miles from here. Remember about
six months ago when someone told us it had been sold?”

“Yeah. I remember. Some company…let me
see.” Gordon got up and went to the office only to return in a few minutes. He
had a file in his hand. “Here it is. I thought the name was strange then, but
now that I see the whole… Here you go, Lou. What do you think?”

Shadowgram
. It was an old
word that he’d heard before, something his grandmother had said about
photographs. He looked at Lou when she stiffened. She knew something and he was
willing to bet that it wasn’t good news.

“I remember from the touch of Dublin
that he was saying this word over and over. I didn’t know what it meant, but I
had…” She looked up at him. “They’re going to make more of him, remember me
telling you that? Well, I’m pretty sure that I’m the oven.”

The room was incredibly quiet. Then when
CJ started laughing, everyone stared at her. It took her several moments to get
herself under control enough to tell them what she thought was so funny.

“Don’t you see? He thinks that you’re
still human.” Before anyone could comment, she continued. “It won’t work now. You’re
wolf. And from all the history that I’ve read and from what I know, there is no
viable way for it to ever come to be. Wolf eggs can only be fertilized by
another wolf and then it has to be a mate.”

Connor looked at Lou. Was it that
simple? Probably, but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t going to kill the
bastard. He’d taken his mother, harmed his mate. There was no way this prick
was going to walk away from this clean. He started to say that when Phil spoke.

“There is something else that we have to
figure on. This man has been using a lot of magic. Most of it is black and
therefore unstable, but he would have had to have had a bit of his own before. The
reason we need to consider all this is because he isn’t going to be alone. There
will be others, none as powerful as him, there as well and they’ll want a piece
of her.”

“What do you think we should do?”

Everyone looked at Hope.

“I know you have a plan. I’ve not been
your mother for over four hundred years without knowing that look.”

“I think we should take the fight to our
own grounds. Bring him here.” Austin looked like he was going to protest when
Phil held up his hand. “Think about it. The caves are going to be hard enough
for us to get around. At least here we know the property and the land. We also
have an advantage that he isn’t aware of.”

Everyone waited, but nothing was
forthcoming. Finally, Holly slapped him on the shoulder and told him to behave.
“You jerk, tell them, will you?”

“We have her.”

Everyone looked at Lou. She flushed in Connor's
arms and then shook her head. “Me? I don’t have anything near what he might
have. And you said yourself he has black magic. All I have is a little ability
to see things.”

“And with that, we can find him. You’ve
touched something of his, correct?”

She started to shake her head and then
nodded.

“Where is it?”

She held up the opener she’d picked up
at the mall. “I don’t know why I picked it up in the first place. But it seemed
so out of place lying there among the empty cans and blood.”

Phil stepped toward her and then stopped
just short of taking it from her. “Read it. You know you know how. Simply tell
us what you see when you read it.”

“I don’t know if…what if I can’t? What
if it has nothing to do with anything?”

Phil shook his head.

“Then you touch it.”

“If I do then you won’t be able to get
anything from it and you know it.” He knelt in front of her. “You only have to
do what comes natural to you. Read it. Let yourself go and see what you can
find out about the man who is going to try and destroy us.”

Connor was afraid for her and really
didn’t want her to do it. He knew when she looked at him she was asking him,
but he knew that she had to make this decision on her own. He also thought that
in addition to that, she needed to know that she could do this for them. “You
can do this. We both know that you can. But if you don’t want to or are afraid,
that’ll be all right as well.” He nodded to the opener. “Something made you
pick that up. Maybe that’s what it was. Another thought to the end of this
prick.”

She nodded. And looked around the room. “I
don’t know if this will help or not, but if you’ll all…please don’t judge me if
this thing tells me what we need.”

Austin snorted. “You’re Connor’s mate.
If we were going to judge you, it would be on your choice of mate, not what you
can do. Do it, kid, and we’ll be right there with you.”

When she took it out of her pocket he
noticed that there was blood on it. He wondered if that might hurt her chances,
but didn’t have a clue. When she sat on the floor in front of the fireplace he
started toward her.

She shook her head. “No. I can’t think
if you touch me. I need to have space. Someone will…I don’t always remember
what happens so someone should take notes.”

“You talk and we’ll get it. We’re right
here for you.” CJ sat down with a pen and a notebook. “You might not be able to
read it when I’m done, but we’ll have it.”

After nodding again, she held the simple
metal can opener to her head. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When
she opened them again a few seconds later he knew that she was no longer in the
room with them, but somewhere else. Christ, it worked.

“The place he lives is over a large lab.
There is enough equipment in the room to do experiments on several thousand
species. But he only has one in mind. He wants the girl Ginger Louise.”

~~~

They had a plan. She wasn’t thrilled
with it, but they had one. Lou rolled to her back and looked up at the ceiling.
Connor had brought her up here after she’d finished with the reading. He told
her he’d be right back and for her to rest.

“How the hell am I supposed to rest when
he’s gone?” She hadn’t realized she’d spoken out loud until her voice startled
her into laughter. “Stupid man. Why doesn’t he come back here and relax me a
little bit more?”

“Are you talking to yourself?”

She looked up when he spoke. She’d not
heard him come in.

“Should I go out and let you finish?”

She started to glare at him and decided
to have a little fun. “You could, I suppose. I think I can handle what I need
done on my own.” She pulled the sheet down off her body and stretched. “Hummm,
I’m thinking I could give myself as much pleasure as you can.”

She heard the door shut and the lock
click home. She didn’t hear him move so assumed that he was still near the
door. She glanced up at him to see him standing close to the bed. He
looked…well, hungry came to mind.

“Show me. Show me what sort of pleasure
you can give yourself.”

She looked up at him and didn’t move.

“Show me, Lou. Show me what you need.”

She didn’t have a clue, but if he
continued to look at her like that she’d figure something out. Moving her hand
over her breast she heard a low groan and was surprised to realize it was her.

Her nipples were so responsive that she
found she wanted to touch them. Sliding up her shirt, she cupped both hands
around her breasts and lifted them up. She closed her eyes and thought about
his mouth on her, suckling her.

“I love the way your mouth takes me in. When
you bite at my nipples, it’s nearly enough to make me come.” She rolled her
hips up and decided she wanted to be naked in the worst way. Reaching down to
the zipper on her pants, she pulled the tab down with one hand and tweaked her
nipple with the other. “When I touch me this way, I can feel it all the way to
my toes.”

He growled. It was low and long and she
looked up at him. His grip on the bed post looked painful and she wondered if
there would be marks from his nails when he let it go. That turned her on more
and she found she wanted to see him lose control. Moving to take off her pants,
she asked him not to move until she said he could.

“You’re playing with fire. Do you have
any idea what it’s doing to me to watch you play?”

She nodded.

“Then you’d better enjoy this because
when I’m allowed to touch you I’m going to take you hard.”

“You promise?” He nodded and she noticed
that his arms were tight. He looked like something ready to spring. She moved
to take off her pants completely then her shirt and bra. She left her panties
on as much for herself as him.

“You smell like sex.”

She touched her nipples again and danced
her hips on the bed, never taking her eyes off of him.

“You smell like the promise of
fulfillment.”

“I don’t really know what to do.” She
sounded frustrated even to her own ears. “Tell me what to do. Tell me what
you’d like for me to do.”

“Touch yourself. I want to see you slide
your fingers into your wet pussy and ride them. Then I want you to feed the
juices to me.”

She moaned and did as he asked.

“That’s it, baby. Touch your heat.”

Her fingers slid into her slick opening.
She moaned every time she touched her clit, but didn’t let herself come. When
she felt she was covered enough, she lifted her trembling fingers to his mouth
and he suckled them in. Her climax ripped from her.

“Again. Come again.” She rode her other
hand as he licked her clean. The second time she came, she cried out his name
and he dropped to his knees beside her, but didn’t touch. “You’re killing me. Spread
your legs and let me drink from you. Please, baby, I need to taste all that
heat.”

She moved to the center of the bed and
he settled between her legs. Pulling her ass to the edge, she sat up on her
elbows as he moved closer to her. When he wrapped his hands into her panties,
she was panting as hard as he was.

“When you come, I’m going to let my wolf
have a taste of you too. I’m going to let him have his fill of you before I
take you.”

She nodded, uncaring how he made her his,
just so long as he did it. “Then I want to take you from behind and fuck you until
you scream out my name.”

“Please. Hurry ple—” His tongue filled
her. When he touched the spot inside of her, she screamed. Not his name, but
close enough. His finger spread her and when he took her clit and soft lips
into his mouth and nipped at her, she came up off the bed with another scream. Every
time he commanded her to come again, she did, her body responding to his as if
he owned it. She supposed he did.

When she lay limp on the bed, just short
of begging him to stop, he stood up. He was stripped down to his bare skin in
seconds. When he stood over her with his fist around his cock she thought he
was the most beautiful creature in the world.

“You asked for this. But now…now I want
it to be better for us. I want to make love to you.”

She nodded, not really understanding the
difference. She wanted him now.

Before she could tell him anything, he
had her move to the center of the bed and he followed her. When she was settled,
he sat between her thighs and looked down at her.

“Tomorrow, we’re going to go into the
lion’s den and I want to remember you just like this when I look at that prick
I’m going to kill.” He leaned down and kissed her nipple gently. “Then when
he’s lying there bleeding, I’m going to tell him why I killed him.”

Another kiss to her other nipple. She
was thinking because of his mom, but she was wrong.

“I’m going to tell him that he shouldn’t
have fucked with my mate.”

When he moved over her this time, he
took her mouth. Not in a kiss that she expected, but a gentle one. One that
said love and respect, a kiss that told her that he cherished her and he loved
her. When the tears threatened, she moved to touch his face and he leaned into
it. She kissed him back as softly and with as much love as he had shown her.

When he slid into her, she moaned. It
was a fulfillment of his love, not sex. She wrapped her legs around him and
canted up. She wanted him deep inside of her. Moving with his every stroke, her
climax built. Built to a point where she wasn’t sure she would survive when she
did come.