Fated, page 4
part #5 of Cascadia Wolves Series
“You both need to be smacked. Megan, honey, you know I adore the hell out of you, but you’re jumping to conclusions about Shane, aren’t you? And you, Layla, come on, how would you feel if your sister had slept with Sid and had an anchor connection to her? Of course she’s upset. Both of you, knock this shit off right now before you say you can’t take back.” Nina stood and got.
“I don’t care. Smack me. I know enough to have felt his emotions once we completed the bond. He’s panicked about me but thrilled when she rubbed herself all over him. Is it too much to ask that I get a mate who adores me the way your men adore you? I’ve been patient! Each one of you has found someone and I never begrudged that. I was genuinely happy when you found them. It’s bad enough I have to live in the shadow of Miss Gorgeous Perfect over there and now I get her sloppy seconds. Lucky me.” Megan knew she was losing it but she couldn’t seem to stop saying it.
“Perfect? Oh my God! Megan, look at yourself, you goddamned overachiever. You’re Second in our Pack. You’re the youngest female to ever hold such a powerful spot.”
“By two minutes,” Tegan said, trying to break the tension. She was Second in the Great Lakes Pack.
Layla waved it away. “You’re kick ass and super smart and you’re blonde and you have those damned arms like Linda Hamilton did in The Terminator, the second one where she was all nutty and tried to kill the doctor with a pen. Right about now that’s reminding me of you too have breaststhat’ve fed two kids. I can’t believe you’d be jealous of me.
That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.” She grabbed Megan’s arms and gave her a little shake. “I love you. I would never do anything to hurt you purposely. You or Sid or the kids, the Pack, or Shane for that matter. I hate that you’d think so little of me.”
Megan slumped, hating that she would too.
“I’m sorry.”
Layla started crying and hugged her. “I’m sorry too. This should be a happy day for you.
I know he’s happy to have found you. I know you guys can make it work.”
“I’m scared.” Damn it, she was. Even if she hated to say it out loud. Her sisters surrounded her again. “What if we can’t make it work? What if I’m not enough?”
“You’re his mate, Megan. You’re enough simply by existing. But more than that, look at yourself. He’s so lucky to have you. You will fight for him and be the best thing that ever happened to him.” Layla sniffled as she said it and Megan had no doubt her sister meant every word. Even if she wasn’t sure she believed it herself.
Shane had been talking to Adam about serving as their anchor when Megan’s anguish swept through their bond and nearly felled him. Urgency made his heart pound. He had to help her.
This bond thing came with a lot of stuff he hadn’t really thought out, wasn’t sure he wanted it but it was too late. He was all bound up in her and she with him. It was good, he liked it even as he resented it. Way down deep he struggled with what he’d been taught and what he felt.
“Shane, are you?” Adam looked concerned.
“I am. This is all new. I don’t quite know how to process it.” He looked around, worried, but she wasn’t anywhere in view. Neither were any of her sisters. Maybe he’d just give her a call to check in.
He pulled out his phone but realized he didn’t even have her number. “I don’t have her number.” He looked back to Adam. “Have you seen Megan?”
“Not since we started talking. Is everything okay with her? Can you feel something through the bond?”
“I’ll call Lay, she probably knows where Megan is.”
Layla’svoice, when she answered, was taut. “This is not a good time.”
“What’s going on? Is Megan with you?”
“He’s calling you?” He heard Megan speak in the background.
“Tell me what’s going on? She sounds upset. Put her on.”
“Believe me, you don’t want that. We’re on our way back right now,” Layla said and hung up.
What the hell?
“Something is up, Megan sounded pissed off in the background but I don’t know why.”
Adam laughed. “Well, let’s hazard a guess, shall we? You called her sister instead of her.
Her sister who you have seen naked and had sex with. This has to be for her.”
“I didn’t know her number. I didn’t even know her before this afternoon! How can I have called her? And I didn’t know when I served asLayla’s anchor I’d be mated to her sister.
I’m barely even a damned werewolf. I didn’t ask for any of this.”
“Well, I’m sorry you got stuck with me. And I’m really sorry you seem to be so horrified by what you are. By what I am.”
He closed his eyes at the sound of Megan’s voice. At the hurt there. He turned around to face her and felt some hurt of his own when he reached toward her and she stepped back.
“I don’t feel like I’m stuck with you. I was just frustrated. I heard you in the background, I knew you were upset. I hated not knowing why.” He was constrained by everyone looking on, damn it.
Adam stepped smoothly into the fray by hugging Megan. When he stepped back he cupped her face in his hands. “Congratulations, honey. I know this is hard and it was totally unexpected but it’s a gift. Don’t forget that, okay? Why don’t we all get to eat?
Calm down. You only heard part of the conversation. The rest was me being honored to be asked to be your anchor. That is, if you’ll have me?”
“I can’t deal with this,” Megan said so quietly Shane had to strain to hear it. The pain in her voice, the confusion was clear though.
Adam put his arms around her and swayed a bit from side to side. “Why don’t the three of us go somewhere? Hmm? Where it’s quiet and we can talk this all through. It’s been a big day and you’re both caught off guard. Come on, honey. You’re upset and there are a lot of people out here.”
Layla watched Shane through wary eyes and he hated it. He hated that he couldn’t just talk this over with her without making everyone else upset.
Megan looked up and he only wanted her, make things right for her, for the two of them.
“What do you say? We can meet up with your family later on. Will you accept Adam as your anchor?” He moved to her, brushing the hair from her forehead and he felt her anguish unknot at the simple gesture. What a strange and comforting thing the bond was.
He knew, had heard, that the bond was intense but words couldn’t do it justice. Part of him wondered how in the world his mother could feel this for his father and yet not love all of him. He wondered if his father resented it.
“Let’s all go to my room. I’ll need to stick close to Nina but I’m sure she can keep her mitts off the door and leave us alone. We can talk there.”
She took the hand he held out and Adam sent him a smile and moved to her other side.
Layla and her sisters kept a watchful eye on them as they moved back inside the hotel.
Chapter Four
She stepped aside and motioned them both into the room. It wasn’t a suite or anything so there wasn’t much space to sit or hang out other than the bed. It seemed oddly intimate but Megan supposed far beyond that if she was going to actually have sex with Adam too.
Not like she had much to complain over, Adam shared theRosario genes and was just as
handsome as Sid and Shane were. And she knew him. Knew him better than she knew Shane, which was comforting and disconcerting all at once.
“Shane, you understand that Adam is part of my extended family right? We’ll see him all the time.” She tossed her things off the bed and patted it. They joined her, Shane making sure his leg touched hers.
“Like you’ll have to get used to my bond with Layla?”
“I have no other choice, do I? And you’re awfully flip. We’ll see how you feel after this.”
She shrugged. “You don’t live nearby have a typical anchor relationship. In fact, with the way an anchor bond usually works, the anchor needs to be as powerful or more than the mated pair and/or related to the male. I’m really only convinced this will work because you’ve lived outside a Pack so you don’t really have any hierarchal relationship and Adam is your cousin. But you know, it’s harder when the bond is new and the anchor isn’t mated yet. I just want to talk about this up front. We rushed into the bond and I want this to work.”
“You’re assuming we’ll live inSeattle ? I have a life inLas Vegas .”
She nodded. “I know you do. And I know your job is important to you, I respect that. I honor it because it’s important to you. But I’m going to tell you up front, I won’t live Packless. I’m a werewolf and I am not ashamed of it. I want to live around other wolves.
It’s who we are, Shane.”
“We should talk about this after the tri-bond when Adam is gone.”
She chewed her lip and looked to Adam who shrugged. “I’ll take care of you, you know that. If Shane stays in Vegas, I’ll be there for you every day. We only live five miles apart. You two can visit back and forth. You need the anchor, Megan. You already Claimed her, Shane, it’s too late to try and negotiate on this. You aren’t dating, you’re mated. You Claimed her and you may not live as a wolf but you sure as hell know what you did and you did it anyway. You know there could have been others for her if you
hadn’t Claimed her. Eventually she’d have found another mate out there. You took that step knowing you can’t take it back. Man up and deal.”
“If you like, you can leave while we do the tri-bond. I’ll call you when it’s over or we can meet downstairs or whatever.” The warmth that’d crept back into her eyes ebbed away when she looked to him again. He didn’t like it one bit. He may not know what the hell they’d do about their living situation but he knew they’d be together somehow. His parents made it work somehow, didn’t they?
As for the tri-bond, there was no fucking way on Earth he was going to let her have sex with Adam without him there. He didn’t mean to hurt her, didn’t want to. They had to work this out and it wasn’t going to happen if he let her distance herself.
He moved to her and she lay back on the bed, looking up into his face. Her hair tumbled around her head, her lips slightly parted.
She reached up, touching his face and he turned into her palm, pressing a kiss there. She smiled and he did too. Megan Warden was truly.
Adam stayed where he’d been sitting, waiting for them to make a decision and Shane turned back to his cousin after brushing his lips over Megan’s just to steal a taste.
“I want to be here when you seal the tri-bond.”
Adam nodded. “All right. Is this okay with you, Megan? Do you trust me?”
She sat up and took Adam’s hand, kissing it. “I do. I’m honored you’d do this for us.”
Adam laughed and then looked to Shane, who joined him. “Megan, do it’s a punishment to serve as your anchor? To touch you that way? You’re…” he shrugged, “…incredibly desirable. Smart. Strong. I’m the lucky one. It’s me who’s honored.”
“And you’re okay with seeing me with another male?” Megan turned back to Shane.
He thought it over carefully. The anchor bond was he accepted. Clearly it was a safety issue for her and God knew he wanted her protected. He remembered how on edge Layla
had been when he’d stepped in as her anchor because she’d gone several days after the claiming without an anchor. At the same time, it did it for him that another man found her sexy.
Not a very typical fetish, he supposed, but common enough. He liked to watch and he knew no one would ever be to her what he was so it took away any real fear of losing her to anyone else. All the thrill, none of the negatives.
“Yes,” he said, knowing from the way her eyes were lit that she’d picked up just how aroused he was.
A smile bloomed over her lips, bursting into his gut. He watched hungrily as she lay back down. Slowly, she trailed fingertips up her thighs, her skirt sliding upward, and then over her mound and breasts. After that, she stretched her arms up above her head and left them there.
“Then I suppose someone should help me out of these sandals.”
The breath rushed from Adam’s lips and Shane knew exactly what he meant.
“You get the sandals, I’ll get the shirt and bra and meet you in the middle.” Shane sent her a wicked grin and she laughed.
“I’m all yours. But I’d like to put in a request for you two to be naked as well. We rushed before, I haven’t been able to see much.”
Adam whipped his shirt away and got off the bed. Megan’s heart thudded in her chest to be the center of these two males’ attention. Both of them so sexy and clearly attracted to her. She’d never had a threesome with two men before so she sure as hell planned to make the most of it.
Shane took her chin in his fingers and turned her to face him. Which she happily did as he got rid of his shirt and then slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and stepped from them.
“Whoo,” she whispered. His boxer briefs slid down impressively hard thighs and he
stood there totally naked and obviously not that disappointed about a threesome because his cock was so hard it tapped his belly. “Dr. Rosario, you do keep in shape.”
She looked over to Adam who’d finished undressing and leaned over her feet to get her sandals off.
Where Shane was big and broad, Adam was shorter although no less broad. She didn’t know too many long and lean wolves like Sid. Adam’s longer hair slid forward, obscuring his face. But the part that wasn’t obscured was also quite pleased to be part of this scenario. Gentle fingers untied the straps and removed her shoes, kneading her feet once he was done.
Megan groaned and stretched, enjoying the feeling for long moments.
He looked up at her groan. “I’d like to kiss you.” Adam looked to Shane to make sure everyone was in and Shane nodded.
“I’d like that too.” She got to her knees and leaned toward his lips and he met her halfway. Dimly she realized Shane had pulled her shirt and bra off, the clever man.
Shane’s hands caressed her back and shoulders as Adam’s mouth met hers. It was just a hint of a kiss, an appetizer. He drew back and she realized all wading in so carefully.
Truth be told, what she felt for Shane, she knew would be forever. It was what the mate bond was. She needed him, yes. She wanted him, lusted after him, know him. But she didn’t love him. She might have felt more intensely for him if he’d been more enthusiastic about the bond but at that moment she knew they could work toward love and with work, they’d achieve it. But right then she was just as turned on by Adam as she was by Shane, although for different reasons.
There was no doubt in Megan’s mind that she’d never cheat on Shane or step outside their bond. She wouldn’t, period. Didn’t want to. It wasn’t who she was and it wasn’t what she envisioned for herself and her mate. After this day, it would be just her and
Shane unless they agreed otherwise and she doubted that would happen, at least not for a long time after they’d established their relationship and their trust level with each other.
She turned to Shane and sifted her fingers through his dark hair, his eyes closed halfway and he pressed into her touch.
“I want you to enjoy this. I like to watch, Megan. I like that he’ll have you this once, have what’s mine because I allow it. But never again.” He whispered it like a confession, like an offering of intimate and she took it as such.
It meant, more than just physical.
A hint of a smile played at the corner of his mouth just before it met hers. All amusement dissolved as the passion in his kiss sizzled against her. He traced the curve of her lips with his tongue. As if he was memorizing their shape. His teeth grazed her bottom lip as he sucked it into his mouth. Electric heat arced down her spine, bringing her body into an arch.
His taste wended through her, marking her, spoiling her for any other as she sucked at his tongue. She felt the mattress dip behind her as Adam settled in at her back, pulling her skirt and panties down. Shane pulled away, having her lean on him as Adam finished undressing her. Desire-stunned, she angled herself so she could see them both, totally naked.
Her eyes widened at the sheer beauty of those two masculine bodies. Holy shit, Shane was gorgeous. He was what could only be described accurately as “ripped”. Not just a muscled stomach but an honest to fucking goodness six pack. The muscles ran tight over his ribs, across his shoulders and down his chest. He was absolutely stunning. When he caught the appraisal and appreciation in her gaze, a sexy smile broke over his face.
“I love how you look at me.”
She laughed. “I can’t not look at you.” She moved her gaze to Adam and his tawny skin.
Shane’s looks were big and masculine but also had an elegance to them. But Adam was
more feral, brawny, just barely leashed. His hair was longer, his eyes were wilder. “And you aren’t a chore to stare at either.” She shrugged with a laugh. “Well, let’s get started, shall we?”
Ensorcelled by the sight of Shane, the heat of his skin, she leaned toward him, bending her head. The scent of his soap and the musk of his cologneribboned through her. She scented herself on him still from earlier and it tightened things low. She flicked her tongue over his nipple, first one and then the other, liking the way he groaned in response.
He arched his hips forward, clearly wanting her touch, her tongue, elsewhere. Reaching out, she ran the tips of her fingers up the length of his cock. The silk of his skin, hot and hard, greeted her senses. The musk of his scent reached her and she had to close her eyes a moment against the feral appeal.
Swallowing against the raw need that rode her, she grinned at him. “My, my, my. So much to touch and taste.”
