The Shifter's Secret Twins

by T. S. Ryder

  "Why?" she asked breathlessly.

  A chuckle and the sound of a zipper coming undone answered her. Danita's heart rate spiked as she realized Killian was undressing. When his hand brushed her thigh, she planted her feet on the floor and rolled her hips upwards.

  "Patience, sweetheart," Killian said. "We have to take this slow or it could hurt you."

  She bit her lip and giggled with excitement as Ryan shifted his weight off her. She felt a rush of heat to her skin as she gazed at her boys undressing, their gazed locked on her. There had been times in the past that she thought she had waited too long for her first time, but right now she knew–she had waited just the right length of time.

  She had waited for her boys, even if she didn't know she had been waiting for them.

  "Let's get this right." Ryan lifted Danita from the hay pile, beating it flat while she clung to his warmth. Killian moved up behind her and kissed the back of her neck gently.

  "This is right," she sighed. "This is perfect."

  Killian laughed, tugging her away from Ryan to lay her back down on the hay. He spread out over her, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She could feel him against her and sighed in delight. It turned into a yelp as he rolled over so she was on top. Ryan draped himself over her, kissing the back of her neck as he caged them both with his huge body.

  "Wait, wait." Danita swiped her hair out of her eyes. She wanted this so bad, but there was still a little fear. "I don't know if I can take you both at once."

  "Not right away, no," Killian said. "Which is why Ryan gets you first. Then I get you."

  "How did you decide that?"

  "Rock, paper, scissors. Best twenty-nine out of thirty." He brushed the hair from her face. "Do you trust us?"

  Danita sucked her lip between her teeth. Of course she did. But this was so new to her… she knew it would hurt but didn't know how much. But if anybody could take care of her, it was her boys. Her body relaxed against Killian's. She nodded.

  With Killian's hands stroking her back and his mouth on hers, she shivered. His hips were firm between her thighs, Ryan's body solid behind her as he eased himself in, oh so very slowly. Almost too slowly. Her heart was going wild with delight, her nerve endings setting fire as she stretched to take him in. Twice he stopped and worked her a little before continuing.

  Danita groaned. It felt so very good. She could hear Ryan grunting with effort as she started a slow, steady rhythm.

  "Does that hurt?"

  She shook her head. It stung a little, but there was far too much pleasure for her to risk this ending. Ryan picked up his pace, grunting. Killian's arms were firm around her waist, his mouth on hers, and the intensity of her feelings nearly drowned her. Killian caught her cries in his mouth.

  "Stop that, I want to hear her," Ryan grunted from above her, his breath hot on the back of her neck.

  "Then it's my turn," Killian shot back.

  Danita groaned in dismay as Ryan stopped moving. With a grunt, he withdrew. Before she could protest her loss, the three rolled as though one body. Ryan's hands wrapped around her now, Killian supporting himself over them.

  "Beautiful," he breathed, filling the space Ryan had vacated.

  It didn't take long afterward for Danita's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she went limp. She felt her muscles spasm, heard her own voice crying out, but her world was so absorbed by the sensations these two hot bodies were given her to notice anything besides the feeling of Ryan's lips on her neck, Killian inside of her, their shared touch building flames.

  For that moment, they were her whole world.

  Chapter Six – Killian

  Killian made sure his gun was loaded before tucking it into the back of his jeans. He would do better against McGrath if he could just shift and tear him to pieces, but the goal was to make sure everything was still on the level. Not to kill him and risk the Lion going after him, Ryan and Danita.

  It had been almost three months since McGrath had agreed to let the two shifters buy Danita's freedom. Three months since Danita had moved out of her bedroom and onto the air mattresses in the living room with the Bears. Three months of bliss as they learned what rhythms worked best for the three of them.

  And out of the blue McGrath had phoned Killian, demanding to talk about the seven hundred and fifty thousand they were to give him in person. That it corresponded exactly to the amount of money he was able to get from his trust fund couldn't be a coincidence.

  If the Leopard wanted more money, could they get it? Even though Killian's trust fund would cover the cost of Danita's ransom, they had nothing else. They were counting on the farm to produce what they needed to survive the winter.

  Of course, there was always the option of selling the farm. The alpacas weren't going to produce wool until the following year, and while they had been able to sell from the vegetable garden, it was going to be a rough winter. And that was even if McGrath didn't demand more money from them.

  If it came down to it, though, Killian wasn't sure if Danita would sell. She loved her plot of land and her alpaca herd. This was her dream, and she'd fight tooth and nail for it.

  Killian pushed aside his worries, focusing on the current situation. Find out what McGrath wanted. The Leopard sat on a bench in the only park this town had, spreading breadcrumbs to a group of pigeons. He smiled pleasantly at Killian, but the Bear saw his fangs. Not a good sign.

  "Flanagan. Sit down."

  Killian sat.

  "Tell me, when I told you and Higgins to keep an eye on Miss Valdez, what part of that made you think it was acceptable to get her pregnant?"

  It was like he had been punched in the stomach. "Pregnant?"

  Danita hadn't displayed any indication of morning sickness. There was no reason for any of them to suspect she was pregnant. Killian struggled to absorb this information, his hands clenching on his knees. Was she really pregnant, or was McGrath trying to play him?

  "Her doctor owes me a few favors and informed me immediately." McGrath's nostrils flared. "You should have known to keep your distance. I can forgive your interference with your attempts at fixing that little farm of hers because there is no way for her to get her plans off the ground. She has dreams, but no real way of realizing them. What I do not appreciate is you lowering her market value."

  Market value. Killian clenched his jaw. His fists trembled with the desire to break McGrath's face. Danita was far more than a commodity to be sold.

  "You said we could pay off her debt. We are in the process of getting the money you want for her. Surely that covers her market value."

  "Well, my price just went up. Twice the amount as before, to show you just how displeased I am. And you have until the end of the month. If you don't have it then, I am going to take Miss Valdez and you will never see her again. Clear?"

  Killian nodded, knowing if he moved, he would kill the Leopard. He forced himself to stay still until McGrath was no longer in sight. He made himself sit for a while longer, seething with rage.

  McGrath didn't want money. Killian had already guessed that, but he had hoped that enough money would deter the Leopard from his plans. Apparently, it hadn't. He was still pretending it was about money, though, and that gave them time.

  The Leopard might think that he just backed them into a corner, but he had actually given them an out.

  Now they just needed an extra quarter million. Add that to the seven hundred and fifty thousand Killian was getting from his fund, and they would have a million dollars. Just enough to pay the Lion for permission to kill the Leopard.

  ***

  As soon as he was back at the farm, Killian sought out Danita. She was feeding the alpacas, chatting to them animatedly. He strode over to her and slung her over his shoulder. They would find a way to get the rest of the money they needed to kill McGrath, but he had to make sure she was safe and far away from here.

  "Hey!" she laughed and squirmed. "I'm working. You can wait until after supper, big guy."

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nbsp; She thought he was taking her to bed. He shook his head. "Ryan!"

  "I mean it, I'm working." Danita's tone was still light and playful.

  Killian pushed her into the truck and rounded to the other side. He tried to ignore the look of shock on her face that quickly turned to fear. They didn't have time. They had to get out of here and somewhere safe before McGrath decided to just come and take her.

  "What's going on?" Danita's voice was high-pitched. "Kelly?"

  Ryan joined them seconds later.

  "Get Dani to the safe house," Killian said. "I'll be there shortly with some supplies."

  Ryan didn't ask why, but Danita snatched the keys out of the truck's ignition and slid from the truck. Backing away from the two Bears, she shook her head. Her eyes were wide, but she had that set-jaw look that meant she wasn't going to back down.

  "I'm not going anywhere. There's work to be done, and you're scaring me. What is happening?"

  Killian glanced at his partner for help, but Ryan looked just as confused as Danita. Killian's shoulders slumped, and he told Danita everything, from the original agreement the shifters had made with McGrath and this further development. By the time he was done, Danita was swaying on the spot.

  "So we have to go," Killian said, stepping towards her.

  "No."

  The Bear stopped. Hadn't she heard anything he just said? "Danita—"

  "No. We need a quarter of a million dollars. That's only two hundred and fifty. I know my math. I have friends. Lots of friends. My foster-sister, Amelia, offered to give me a loan before I applied for my first mortgage. So I will call her up and ask for it now. And then you can kill McGrath and I don't have to sell my farm or my body to satisfy his demands. I'm sick of him and I want him out of my life."

  Her hands were clenched, her chin raised in defiance. Her amber-brown eyes stared at him hard, almost challengingly. She wasn't going to back down. Killian felt a rush of love fill his heart. Beside him, Ryan chuckled low in his throat.

  "Our mate is the feisty one, isn't she?"

  "Yes," Killian agreed. He smiled. Maybe he hadn't been openly admitting it, but he couldn’t deny any longer that Danita was their mate. Their perfect third piece. "But it would still be best to—"

  "Run, so McGrath knows that you're going to kill him?"

  "Run so he can't get his hands on you."

  Danita stepped forward. She clasped his hands in hers and shook his head. "That won't happen. I'll go phone Amelia right away. The sooner we get that money the better. But I can't just leave the farm. Not when I have Maria and my other alpacas to look after."

  She brushed her lips against his. Killian's eyes trailed down to her stomach. In his dread of what McGrath might do, he had forgotten about one very important fact. Something that both thrilled and terrified him.

  "Danita." He took a deep breath. "There's something else you need to know."

  Chapter Seven – Danita

  Pregnant. Danita smoothed her sunshine-yellow dress down over her rounded stomach. She had noticed that she was gaining weight, but hadn't thought anything of it, not with the amount of carbs she'd been eating lately. It wasn't like she had any other signs of being pregnant.

  The lack of period probably should have been a giveaway, but she had never really paid attention to her cycle before. Besides, she was so busy working, all the days just seemed to melt together.

  She smiled at herself in the bathroom mirror. It was only half an hour until Amelia's wedding, and she told the boys she was coming in here to freshen up–really she just wanted to probe her stomach and beam about the news in private. Today was Melly's day, she couldn’t side rail it by announcing her pregnancy, no matter how much she wanted to.

  Her phone rang, startling her. Danita sighed as she answered it without bothering to look at the number. Killian and Ryan had become overprotective lately, always making sure they didn't go more than ten minutes without speaking with her. While she understood their worry and thought it was sweet, it was also a little annoying.

  "I'll be right out, you don't have to worry."

  There was a pause on the other end. "As much as I am happy to hear that, Miss Valdez, we have something else to speak about."

  Danita's heart nearly stopped at the sound of the smooth voice. McGrath. She swallowed hard, clinging to the sink rim. "What do you want?"

  "I just wanted to inform you that I know your two Bears are planning to kill me."

  "They're not."

  "I have friends in the Lion's circle. They have an appointment to meet with him. There's only one reason they would do that."

  Danita couldn't deny it. She stayed silent, her heart pounding.

  "I'll admit that I'm a little disappointed that they thought that they could hide it from me, but here we are. I just wanted you to know so that it didn't take you by surprise when I killed them first."

  She didn't know she was falling until she hit the floor. Her satin dress crumpled around her as she sat on the cold tiles, trying to find a way to breathe. "Don't."

  "Pardon me?"

  "Don't kill them. Please." Danita clutched the phone tightly, her breathing shallow. She could feel each beat of her heart, but it felt… outside somehow. Like it wasn't part of her body. Or she wasn't. "I'll do whatever you want. Just don't kill them."

  "Whatever I want?" McGrath's voice was layered with innuendos, but Danita didn't need any hints.

  She already knew exactly what he would want from her, and she was prepared to give it to him. From the start, he had been wanting one thing, and everything he had done had driven her closer to that, bit by bit. Perhaps he’d known the boys would want to kill him all along, and this was his revenge. Whatever. It didn't matter, as long as she could protect them.

  "Yes. Just tell me where and when to go."

  McGrath chuckled a deep, throaty laugh. "I'm glad to hear it. I can't wait… Even if those brutes took your virginity from me. But don't worry. One night with me and you'll forget all about them."

  She wanted to vomit or scream, but only remained silent.

  "There is still a matter of what you owe me… I know. You spend a weekend with me–this weekend–and give me your little farm, and I will let your Bears live. After that, we can arrange a weekend here and a few days there until your debt is paid off. Agreed?"

  Danita choked out a yes.

  The call disconnected. Danita let the phone fall to her lap. Her heart continued to pound, but she didn't feel anything anymore. She couldn't think, either, which was a relief. The numbness was welcome. What was going to happen was going to happen, for the sake of her two Bears, but that didn't mean she wanted to dwell on it.

  Eventually, somebody knocking on the bathroom door roused her. Danita quickly got to her feet, smoothed her dress and made sure her makeup wasn't smudged. She tucked her cell phone back into her clasp and strode out, smiling as brightly as she could.

  ***

  All throughout the short ceremony, she was very aware of the warmth of Killian and Ryan by her sides. She reveled in it, stroking their arms and hands, beaming towards Amelia and her own mates as they wed. They would never know about this new agreement she made with McGrath.

  Later, when they were home, she'd tell them that McGrath phoned her and offered her a lower price. Something like that. It didn't matter. As long as they weren't out for blood, everything was going to be fine.

  Danita violently thrust those thoughts away, knowing that they would lead to a breakdown. Instead, she focused on Amelia. She was so happy up there with Xavier and Timothy. The three of them were clearly perfect for each other. Her beautiful white wedding dress clung to her figure and–was it? Danita squinted. Yep. There was a curve to her stomach. Subtle, but there. Amelia was pregnant.

  Such happy news. Such happy, happy news. Danita held her hand against her own stomach. Well, at least that was something she didn't have to be afraid of when…

  How she made it through the small dinner afterward, Danita never knew.<
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  All she knew was that she managed to smile and congratulate the happy triad, and she danced with both Ryan and Killian before spinning off with Amelia to giggle and talk about all the happy things they were going through. Amelia assured her that the loan that they had discussed was going to come through by the weekend.

  It was only then that Danita felt the weight of it crashing down on her.

  Somehow, she managed to keep smiling as she told Amelia that she was so sorry, but she was tired and had to go. Somehow, she managed to keep it together as she got the boys and headed home. She was in full control.

  Until she got home and went to her room, claiming she needed extra sleep. It felt cold and empty without her boys. And the worst thing of all was the package on her bed. Inside was a white baby doll negligee. A note was set on the top.

  Looking forward to our meeting.

  An address followed. Danita closed the box and set it aside. The thought of McGrath inside her house made her feel ill. The thought of anything else… She quickly changed into a pair of old sweats and curled up in bed, trying not to cry, trying to just fall asleep.

  She failed in both.

  Chapter Eight – Ryan

  Ryan stared out the window, watching as the skyscrapers and apartment buildings seemed to close in all around him. Normally he liked being in the city, back in the familiar settings he had grown up in. This time, it just felt claustrophobic. Probably because Danita wasn't with them.

  Logically, he knew that she was safe. They didn't just leave her at the farm by herself, after all. Her friend Amelia and her two Wolf Alphas had come to visit. It had been a risk, but Killian had explained to the Wolves that a Leopard shifter was stalking Danita, and they promised to keep her safe.

  Even if they were only Wolves, they were still Alphas, and ought to be able to handle McGrath if he tried anything. Ryan was just grateful that the three had agreed to put off their honeymoon for a few days.