Alder, Alanea - Fated to Be Family [Kindred of Arkadia 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (2 page)

She and Bran, since mating, had made love and had hard fucks all over the house. Sometimes in front of pack members. But there was something about the way he was staring tonight that made her feel beautiful and special.

“I must send something nice to Rian.
I
feel like the bride groom tonight. You look like an angel.”

He unhooked his pants and tossed them on the chair. She shivered. He had gone commando and his heavy cock was tapping his stomach. When she began to kneel before him, he shook his head.

“Tonight, I’m going to worship you,” he said, going to his knees pulling her close.

Where the bustier ended, he could see the faint pink line of the fading scar from the attack at the club. His hands started to shake as he traced the line.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she whispered softly, watching the expressions fly across his face, assuming that he was reliving her injuries.

“If you had died, I would have followed,” he said, sliding the thong down her legs. He reached up behind her and tore the bustier in half. Kate sighed. He looked up at her with a wolfish grin.

“I’ll replace it,” he said, throwing the garment across the room. He looked at her standing before him. She was naked except for the garter belt, stockings, and heels. He had never been harder in his life.

“Well, are you going to sit there all night staring?” she asked smiling.

He laughed and shook his head. He leaned forward and starting with the soft skin behind her knee, he ran his tongue up her leg. She sighed softly. He ran his hands up and down her calves and repeated with the other leg. Her aroused scent hit him like a two-by-four between the eyes. He swirled his tongue over her closely trimmed mound, catching every drop of dew that clung to the tiny hairs.

“Bran!” she cried out and threw her head back.

He smiled to himself. He stood and scooped her up in his arms before gently laying her on the bed.

“That night I took you for hours,” he said,
laving
his tongue over her scar, making love to it.

“It was the best night of my life,” she said, exhaling a deep breath.

“Tonight I will take you for hours, but I want to see your face, that night you were on all fours which left me craving your lips,” he said. Tears appeared in her eyes.

“I love you, Bran McGregor,” she said simply.

“And I love you, Kate Edwards,” he said, parting her legs.

He leaned forward, brushing his hard cock across her stomach leaving a trail of pre-cum. He liked his scent on her. He took one nipple in his mouth and sucked on it gently before giving it a quick bite. She gasped in pleasure and looked down at him in surprise.

“I said I would worship you. That doesn’t mean it will all be gentle,” he said, going to the other nipple.

“Thank God! I wasn’t going to complain but…” Kate smirked.

“I will always give you what you need, Kate.” He leaned back, took a nipple in each hand, and twisted. She thrashed below him. When he released them, they were cherry red and she was breathing hard.

“Bran, please!” she said, tears in her eyes. “I need you so badly.” She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him as close to her as she could.

“As you wish.” He plunged deep into her tight pussy. They both cried out. He set a relentless pace. Her hot cunt felt like home. He never wanted to leave.

“Only you, Kate. Only you,” he whispered into her neck.

“Let go,” she said and his wolf broke free.

He slammed into her over and over. He reached between their bodies and roughly pinched, then twisted, her clit. Her eyes went wide and she screamed as she came. He kept pushing forward and buried his canines in her neck. He felt his cock knot enter her and she screamed her release again as her body clamped down on his. He roared his release before collapsing on her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. They both knew it would be a few minutes before the knot softened and he could leave her body.

She lay back on the bed, his face in her neck, trying to catch her breath. She’d thought after a year that the mating heat would cool down, but it seemed to be getting hotter. She smiled up at the ceiling.

“You liked the lingerie.” She felt his smile on her neck.

“I fucking loved it and the heels. We need more of both,” he said, nibbling on her neck. She sighed happily.

“Ready for round two?” he asked, He looked down at her with canine-yellow eyes, which were still shifted from round one.

“Bring it on,” she said, bucking against him. He growled and he did.

Chapter 2

The next morning Kate felt like pounding her head against the heavy mahogany dining room table. She and Bran lived in the Alpha’s home, an extremely large estate that housed approximately thirty pack members, which included several families. On the outside, the large mansion looked like a castle. It was an enormous, elegantly styled estate that boasted high stone walls and gorgeous climbing red ivy, giving the Alpha’s house a royal feel. It had been designed to house single warriors as well as family units. In the west wing, the warriors had their own rooms and bathrooms but shared communal spaces like the dens and dinettes. The east wing had been set up so that several families could make their homes there. They had bedrooms, bathrooms and had private living rooms and dinettes. Other members of the pack lived on the estate in homes of their own.

Normally this group-home scenario didn’t bother Kate. However, there was a small faction in the pack that did not like her. Mostly one couple that had planned on getting their daughter mated to the Alpha. Kate had effectively destroyed their plans for upward mobility in the pack. Today’s headache:
 
a rehashing of why Kate should not be tied to Rebecca, thus putting Rebecca in a dominant position in the pack as Alpha Mother.

“She isn’t even a shifter, not that being a bear would be better. A human should
not
have such a high rank in the pack,” the loud voice complained.

She didn’t even have to look up from her coffee. It was Arthur Raymond, the father of Cecelia Raymond. Cecelia was actually very sweet and quiet. Kate had a feeling that she was going along with her parents to appease them, rather than having any desire to be Alpha Mate or be with Bran. Arthur and his wife, Beverly, were nothing but pains in her ass. They were constantly criticizing every small thing she did. She was tired of it.

“Kate,” Bran said, sounding amused.

Damn. She must have been growling again without realizing it. She looked up and smiled at him before turning to Arthur.

“The pack has always taken direction and advice from the Alpha Mother. My bond with Rebecca will only strengthen the ties between the Pack and the Arkadions. This is a good thing for us,” Kate explained.

“I don’t remember talking to you.” Arthur sniffed and turned his head back toward Bran.

She began to growl loudly. “Do you wish to challenge me?” she demanded. He turned pale and looked at Bran, who now looked equally pissed off.

“Don’t look at me! Your Alpha is addressing you,” Bran said.

“But you’re my Alpha,” Arthur complained.

“So is my mate!” Bran said. “It’s time for your family to realize that and give her the respect due to her. My patience on this matter is gone. You have had time to adjust. Tell your family to start acting accordingly or get the fuck out of my Pack.”

“This is our home, too!” Arthur argued.

“Then you better start acting like this is your home and respect your Alphas,” Bran growled.

“I will leave this for now. Maybe we can talk later.” Arthur
 
stood and walked out.

Kate’s mouth dropped. “Doesn’t he know that’s the same as saying, ‘I’ll talk to you when she isn’t around’?”

Bran sighed and rubbed his temples. He had a feeling this problem would not be going away easily.

“I wish I could just eat that fucker,” Riley Conrad said from the corner of the room where he was standing guard.

Kate smiled. “I bet he would taste nasty.” She laughed and made faces.

“Bran, when you and Kate head to the diner, could you check on Caleb Donovan? It would save me a trip into town. Mojo said Caleb didn’t go into the bar last night and he hasn’t missed a day since he started there.” Riley rolled his eyes when Kate giggled at Mojo’s name. She laughed every time she heard it.

“Really? Is it still funny?” he asked her.

“Come on! I can’t be the only one who thinks it’s cute. Moe Jones. Mojo. And he shifts into a spider monkey? Hello? Ya’ll never watched the Powerpuff Girls, did you?” she asked. Bran and Riley both shuddered.

“Come on, Puff girl, let’s get some food,” Bran said, taking her hand.

“Mojo,” she said, laughing again.

Bran rolled his eyes and headed for the door.

* * * *

“Sooo, Rian, do you know where I can get more of that lingerie you ordered for me for the wedding?” Kate asked as she plowed through her second stack of pancakes.

Damn, Connor Arkadion could cook. She looked up to where Bran was talking to Liam and Connor at the counter. She always loved the fifties-style diner. It always made her feel as though she had stepped back in time, though all of the chrome must be a bitch to keep clean. She looked back to her best friend, Rian Stafford, as he leered at her.

“You got fucked to within an inch of your life last night, didn’t you?” Rian asked, raising an eyebrow. He was flipping through the pages of a fashion magazine and as usual lamenting the lack of decent shopping in the area.

“Yup and it so needs to happen again,” she said, winking. She pulled down the collar of her shirt to reveal new bite marks.

“I’ll help you with that on one condition,” Rian said slyly.

Kate narrowed her eyes. “What?” she asked suspiciously.

“You let me give you a full makeover, mani, pedi, hair, makeup and wardrobe. The works!” he said, bouncing.

She eyed him cautiously. “You can’t cut my hair and nothing but a French manicure for my hands. I hate colored nail polish for my fingers. You keep pink to a minimum, no frills or sequins. I retain the right to veto anything if I really hate it. If you can do all that, deal.” She braced for impact. Sure enough, Rian gave an undignified squeal and launched himself into her arms.

Bran growled from across the room and eyed Kate. She smiled wickedly and yelled across the diner for everyone to hear.

“He’s ordering me more of that lingerie you tore off me last night. I need your credit card.”

Bran immediately went for his wallet and walked over. He kissed her and looked at Rian, who sat back down beside Kate looking like the cat that ate the canary.

“Don’t be afraid to spice it up a little,” he said, winking before walking back to the counter.

“Kate, you are going to hell,” Rian said.

“I know, but at least I’ll look good going.” She laughed and tucked Bran’s credit card into her top pocket.

The door swung open and Aleks Arkadion walked in, alone and looking panicked. Uh oh, this couldn’t be good. Kate and Rian stood and hurried over to where Aleks was talking to his ma.

“This can’t be normal! Rebecca’s thrown up twice since this morning. She’s lost weight too. Ma, please come back to the ranch and check on her,” Aleks pleaded. “She’s miserable.”

“Let me grab my purse and we can leave. Connor, you have the diner. You could have called, Aleks,” she said, untying her apron.

“I left Pa with her. It was a good idea for me to get out of the house for a while,” Aleks said, looking down at his shoes. Ma’s eyes widened and she hurried to the back.

“If she needs anything, let me know,” Connor said and Aleks nodded.

Kate looked at Rian and he nodded.

“Tell her we’ll be swinging by later to keep her company,” Kate said. Aleks looked relieved.

“Thank you! I’m going crazy worrying about her. I think I may have said a thing or two to upset her,” he mumbled.

Kate and Rian winced. Aleks was apparently driving Rebecca out of her hormone-driven mind.

“Yup, we’ll definitely be by later,” Rian confirmed, nodding his head.

“Come on, baby boy,” Ma said, heading toward the door.

“Bye, guys,” Aleks said, ushering his ma out the door.

Kate looked at Bran. “Rebecca will kill him before they get to number seven,” she said thoughtfully.

“You’re probably right.” Bran walked over chuckling and wrapped an arm around her waist.

“You ready to go?” he asked.

“Yup. Rian, I’ll meet you at Rebecca’s later. She can help us order.” She winked.

“Roger,
mon capitaine
!” he said, giving a horrible salute. Kate laughed as Bran led her out the door and to their car.

“I hope that the twins are ok.” Bran opened the door and Kate got in. She was buckling her seatbelt when he got in.

“I followed your advice and I recommended he hire Gina. You were right about her being capable since she has been helping to raise her brothers and sisters since her mother’s death. I hate the fact that her father checked out mentally and emotionally when his mate died. Everyone in the pack has been watching out for her. I’m not sure it’s enough help for Caleb, it has to be hard being a single parent to twins,” Bran said, pulling away from the diner and heading toward Caleb’s.