Morgan (15 page)

“How can anything move faster than you?” Morgan said, her smile wide as she pushed against his chest and tried to wriggle from his arms. “
I don
’t want to be carried inside. What would the other mates think of me?”

Booming laughter from inside the house halted her struggles. “Good luck with that fight,” Melanie said, opening the door for them. “I sometimes wonder if I’ll forget how to walk.”

“We like the way you feel in our arms, little one,” Dane said. “Hi, Morgan. I’m Dane, one of Melanie’s mates. You may as well relax and save your strength. They’re going to want to carry you around for the next few years at least.”

“
Hello,
” Morgan said. “I’ll have to talk to them about that. Hi, Melanie, it’s great to see you again.”

“Put her down, Cameron. I want her to come and meet the other mates. My Matthew is here and Peata’s daughter, Lily, is crawling around everywhere. Her daddy, Calder, is lifting all the furniture out of her way. It’s hilarious.”

Cameron ended up ignoring Melanie’s request, deciding Morgan needed to get used to being carried everywhere because, he personally, loved having her in his arms, and if his brothers weren’t holding her, then he would be.

The only time she was out of their arms all evening was when they had to leave her in the care of the other mates while Cooper spoke to them all outside. There was a great deal to discuss concerning the changed patrol schedule and the increased security measures now that they knew for a fact that Petrov was on his way.

“You really should have warned me that Jordanna was blind,” Morgan said. Cameron looked at her, snuggled in Evan’s arms for the drive home, and found it hard to breathe. She was stunning. “I could have said or done something to offend her.”

Cameron found that impossible to believe. Morgan had stated she’d spent most of her free time alone, but she’d made fast friends with the other mates and had already made arrangements to see them again as soon as the danger was over.

“I can’t see you offending anyone,” Evan said. “You’re just too adorable.”

“You were amazing tonight,” Ben said. He turned in his seat to gaze lovingly at their mate. Cameron was sure he had the same expression on his own face. “You met all the mates and their husbands tonight, as well as two sets of grandparents, and you remembered all their names when we said good-bye.”

“I need a good memory to play my online games, that’s all.” Morgan shrugged as her expression turned serious. “You all looked very solemn when you came back inside. Is everyone in danger because of what I’ve done?”

“
We won
’t ever lie to you,”
Cameron said.
“You and Bethany are to be protected, and each member of our pride will do everything they can to that end.” Morgan closed her eyes, her distress obvious.

“Would you want us not to protect Bethany?” Evan asked.

“Of course not,” Morgan said, clearly horrified at the question.

“What about Jordanna, or Peata and Melanie? If they were in danger would you want us to stay home and not help protect them?” Ben asked.

Ben’s eyes were glowing with his cat’s growing anger and Cameron felt his own eyes beginning to burn. Morgan wasn’t raised as a shifter and didn’t fully understand what she meant to them. As soon as they got home he was going to show her.

“No! But they’re—” Morgan started, but Evan put his finger over her lips to silence her.

“We may have only just met you, and have not yet completed the mating,” Evan said, his voice rough with his cat’
s presence.
“
But we feel
just as strongly for you as all the other men do for their women.”

“Did you know that Aiden searched for his mate for a thousand years before he found her?” Ben said softly. “We may only have been alive for a fraction of that time, but we were always hoping that one day we’d find you. You are everything to us now. Our reason for living.”

“We’ll gladly die when you do, Morgan,” Cameron said, his hands clutching tightly to the steering wheel, hoping she soon understood her true worth to them. “Life holds no appeal if I don’t have you to love.”

He heard her sharp intake of breath, but kept his eyes on the road. His cat didn’t want to see the fear in her eyes. He knew he’d frightened her by stating that he already loved her. But she needed to open her heart to that fact so she could also accept that she was growing to love them.

* * * *

Morgan watched Cameron’s eyes in the rearview mirror. They blazed brightly, as did Ben and Evan’s.

“Why do your eyes shine like that?” she asked, almost afraid of the answer. Afraid that Cameron was disappointed that she had not returned his expression of love.

“They shine when our emotions are heightened,” Evan said. “Yours do it as well, only yours turn a lovely shade of lavender instead of amber.” He turned her face so she was staring up at him. “Yours are shining now. What are you feeling?”

“I’m scared you’re all angry with me. It hurts inside.” She pressed a splinted hand against her stomach, the other gripping Evan’s arm for support.

“When I think of you being taken from us, my cat grows enraged and tries to break free,” Evan said. “It wants to hold you close, wrap itself around you, and keep you with it always.” Evan smiled at her, his eyes shining so bright in the dark interior of the truck. “I think your cat knows how you feel about us.”

“We’ve had all our lives to get to know our cats,” Ben said. “You only just found out about yours. Remember, that’s why Bethany was institutionalized. She didn’t understand that the other half of her nature was communicating with her.”

“We’re never letting you go, Morgan. You’re ours forever now,” Cameron said. She felt the truck stop and Cameron turned around in his seat to look at her. “I love you, Morgan. How does your cat feel now?”

There was complete silence as they all stared at her. She released Evan’s arm and rubbed at her stomach. The pain was gone. She felt warm and languid, like she’d just stepped out of a hot bath.

“Better. I feel better now. I don’t know what my cat feels, though.” They all smiled at her and she almost felt like purring in contentment.
Maybe I do know what my cat’
s feeling?
They weren’t angry with her, and Cameron loved her.
Damn.

Ben reached her door first and lifted her out of the truck to stand on the grass in front of him. “Cam and I have to go out on patrol tonight, as do Samson and Michael, so I won’t see you until morning.” He wrapped his arms around her and bent to kiss the top of her head.

“I need more,” Morgan said, surprising herself with her honesty.

“We have to patrol, honey,” Ben said. “We know he’s coming and need to be constantly watching for him.”

“No. I mean I’d like more of a kiss.” She reached for Ben’s face and saw the happiness in his eyes for just a second before his lips melded to hers and she closed her eyes to savor the feel of his kiss.

His thickly muscled arms held her firmly against the hard planes of his body. His tongue was licking hers and thrusting in and out of her mouth in an intimate rhythm. A growl rumbled in his chest, making her nipples harden in pleasure as she wrapped a leg around his thigh. She needed to get closer to him.

He lifted his thigh and rocked it against her core. Her pussy clenched and her clitoris throbbed in response. She’d never felt such hunger. She ached for Ben. She ran her hands down his neck and under the collar of his shirt. She craved the feel of his naked skin against hers.

“My turn for a kiss good-bye,” Cameron said. Ben released her mouth and spun her around to face his brother. He pressed against her back as Cameron tenderly held her face and molded his mouth to hers. He licked her lips and sucked her tongue into his mouth as Ben massaged her ass with one hand and reached around to cup her pussy with other hand.

“So hot and wet for us, mate,” Ben whispered in her ear.

Cameron broke their kiss and rubbed his thumbs over her tingling lips. “We’ll be back before dawn, Morgan. Don’t be scared of how we make you feel.”

Ben and Cameron moved away and stripped off their clothes. They threw them into the truck and a shower of light surrounded each of them. The hairs on Morgan’s arms rose as the air sparked with electricity for just a second before a warm wet tongue licked her hand. Evan came to stand behind her, his hands on her shoulders as she stroked Ben’s soft furry head, and then Cameron’s as he padded over to rub against her. They both turned and ran, jumping the fence to the paddock and disappearing into the darkness.

Morgan shuddered as Evan moved her hair aside and kissed her softly below the ear. He smoothed his hands down her shoulders and arms to clasp her splinted hands in his. Cameron had read her mind again. She was confused about her feelings for them. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined she’d take three men as lovers. Yet there was no denying that their hands on her felt good, felt completely right to her. They were right for her. They had been made for her.

“Let’s get you inside, love. You’ve had a long day. You need to sleep and allow these broken bones to heal.”

Evan lifted her into his arms and cradled her to his chest as he carried her through the dark home. After leaving her in the bathroom, she took care of the demands of nature and brushed her teeth. She thought about showering but suddenly felt so weary that she just wanted to lie down and sleep.

Evan opened his arms as she approached the bed. He was lying on his back and she didn’t hesitate to take off her borrowed jeans and climb in next to him. She wasn’t so tired that she didn’t notice how great he felt as she aligned her body to his and rested her head on his shoulder. She took a deep breath of his scent. He smelled woodsy and was lovely and warm.

She closed her eyes with a contented sigh. “Will you be here when I wake up, Evan?”

“
I won
’t leave you. Sleep, little mate.” His big hand caressed down her back and settled possessively over her hip. It felt nice.

When Morgan turned over, still half asleep, she saw the full expanse of Ben’
s naked torso l
ying beside her. The dim morning light filtering in from the curtained window illuminated the room just enough for her to see him.

He had no hair on his chest, just a small trail of blond hairs that led from his navel down to the top of his boxer briefs. Morgan’s mouth watered and her pussy clenched as she was compelled to feel if the clearly defined muscles were as hard as they looked.

She softly traced the curve of Ben’s bicep with her ring finger. Even with this slight contact her body came alive with desire for him. His eyes remained closed, his breathing even. She moved her hand to his chest and slid her fingers over each muscle of his chest and ribs, then down to his firm abs as they tapered to his slim hips. He was pure male perfection. All of them were.

“You don’t have to stop there, Morgan,” Ben said. She froze, her gaze darting up to see that his eyes were now
open a
s he stared at her with raw need. “You can touch all of me. I’m yours.”

She swallowed, and ran her hand lower, under the top of his briefs and over the course hairs to the silky soft skin covering his rigid penis.

“It’s so soft,” she mumbled, truly amazed that the skin felt so delicate while his pulse hammered through his rigid cock. She looked up at him again, unsure what to do next and not wanting to do something wrong. “I’ve never done this before.”

“
Good,
”
Evan
’s husky voice growled. “Are we the first to touch you, too, my love?”

Morgan nodded. Her throat was suddenly dry and she didn’t trust that her voice wouldn’t crack if she tried to speak. She wanted these men, but was afraid she’d make a mess of things with her inexperience.

“If you keep touching me like that, I
will
come,
” Ben said.

She froze. She’d been unaware that she’d continued to stroke his cock. He gripped her arm and gently removed her hand from his boxers.

“Nothing has ever felt as good as your hands on me. Can I show you how exquisite it feels when you touch me?”

She nodded again and felt Evan roll her onto her back as Ben pulled the T-shirt over her head. She hadn’t taken off her bra the night before, so she was still covered by that and her panties. Both of which now seemed to scrape against her sensitized skin.

Ben sat up onto his knees beside her and ran his fingers up her arms to her shoulders. She felt goose bumps rise in the wake of his touch. Her skin tingled, sending pleasure straight to her nipples. As he ran his fingers over her collar bones and down to the mounds of her breasts, she arched her back into his touch. Shocked by her reaction, she started to pull away.

“Don’t hold back from us, Morgan,” Ben said. “Our response to our lovers is the very essence of making love. It thrills me to see that you enjoy my
touch
. Your excitement is beautiful. It shows us you’re aroused by us. We want you to feel free to enjoy our lovemaking. We will always show you how much pleasure you bring us.”

Evan sat on the other side of her and slid his hands under her bra straps. Pulling them off her shoulders, he reached one hand under her back to release the hooks. She sighed as he slowly pulled the bra free, her nipples peaking harder as they were exposed to the air.

“
So beautiful,
” Cameron said. His black hair was damp and stuck out in all directions, like he’d simply shaken his head after stepping from the shower. He knelt on the bed at her feet, and caressed up the outside of her legs to her hips and smoothly pulled her panties down and off. He lifted one leg and kissed her foot as he tossed her underwear over his shoulder.

Her skin seemed to burn everywhere they touched her. She moaned as Ben bent his head to lick one of her nipples and Cameron licked the inside of her thigh as he lay down between her legs.