Snowfall (Arctic Station Bears Book 3)

by Maeve Morrick

  He inhaled my scent deeply and growled with pleasure. “God, you taste so good,”

  I was his fated mate. His completely. His strength was mine — I could feel it flow over me in waves. I was his goddess. My altar was open to receive his offering, and he did not disappoint. He crawled over me, planting tiny kisses on my belly, and sucking briefly on my nipples before kissing me hard on the mouth. When I felt the head of his cock press against my wet opening, I locked my legs around him. The need to have him inside me was terrible, and still he denied me.

  “Please,” I said, raising my hips and hoping that he would just slide inside me. I couldn't remember wanting anything with such a ferocious urgency. He kissed my neck and nibbled me gently, then looked deeply into my eyes before he kissed me again. I could taste my juices on his tongue.

  I started to grow impatient with his teasing, and he was clearly amused with my impatience. I attempted to find the right angle to take matters into my own hands, but at each turn, he thwarted me.

  I gave him a playful pout. “Are you going to fuck me or n—”, I managed to say, and then he was inside me.

  The feeling was indescribable, and was for him as well, judging by his expression. He pulled out slowly, then slid slowly back inside. I felt every inch of him. His thickness filled me like it was molded for me alone. We found a perfect rhythm almost immediately. Every inch of my body wanted to be touching every inch of his at every moment. I wanted to feel the crush of his chest against my breasts.

  Liam growled, a deep rumbly sound that spoke to something deep inside me. “My. God. You feel so fucking good,” he whispered in my ear, and I melted. I loved hearing him talk like that.

  I pushed against him with all my strength and managed to roll him over, never losing contact with his cock inside me. Now on top, I ground my pelvis against him and he threw his head back in ecstasy. He blindly reached up to squeeze my breasts as I bounced up and down on him. My palms were on his chest as I steadied myself. I was going to cum again. I could feel it deep inside, trying to break free. I looked down at my pussy swallowing his thick cock again and again and it sent me over the edge. I tried to keep him from moving as I cried out and collapsed on him, but he would not be slowed.

  He embraced me and held me close while the most intense sensations washed over me, then slid his hands down to my ass, squeezing and spreading me open as he started moving inside me again. He thrust inside me with such speed and intensity that my orgasm seemed to last forever. I pushed myself back up on his chest again and he locked his gaze on mine. He was amazingly sexy and I could tell he was getting close to the point of no return. I squeezed my pussy around him each time I felt him slide deeply, trying to hold him inside me. His eyes went wide.

  “Allie, honey…,” he said, staring at me urgently with an open mouth. His breath was ragged.

  “You gonna cum for me, baby?” I asked, and rocked my hips against his.

  He cried out and every muscle in his body went tense. He arched his back and it lifted me several inches off the ground and I felt his cock pulse inside me again and again. I loved every second.

  After we returned to reality, I lifted my hips to disengage and he sat up and embraced me. We held each other like that for a long while. At least, it seemed like a long while. I wanted it to be forever.

  ***

  I opened my eyes as if awakening from an amazing dream.

  “How much of that was in my head just now?” I asked.

  He smiled. “I’m still inside you. The experience we shared out here was quick, but in here…” He touched his own forehead, and then mine. “…here it lasted much longer. How do you feel?”

  “In control. Thanks to you.”

  Liam slipped out of me as he stood, and I almost pouted.

  He helped me up and held me. Outside, there were roars and gunshots, but we were oblivious. In our own world. He looked at me intensely, not blinking. He licked his lips.

  “I love you, Allie.”

  I could hardly think straight. My head swam. My chest felt warm.

  I looked into Liam’s icy blue eyes. “I…I love you, too,” I said. I couldn’t believe the words were coming out of my mouth, but they were true. I could not imagine my life without this man, and I never wanted to.

  “I remember everything,” I said. My voice cracked. Liam pulled me close and I clung to him as I sobbed. “Things I didn’t even know I’d forgotten.”

  “Like what?”

  “My father was a shifter.”

  Liam’s eyes were wide. “Your father?”

  “Yep. He left when I was just a child. I just had a vision of him while I was…changing.”

  Liam looked confused. “But how are you not a shifter?”

  “I must be immune somehow. At least, I must have antibodies against the modern virus.”

  “But what about the scratch? I saw you shift.”

  “Something is changing in me for sure. I can still feel it changing. But somehow…I’m not afraid. I feel hot. Like, a million degrees. I feel like I could kick the walls of this building down. Every muscle in my body is tingling.”

  “Are you sure you’re alright?”

  There was a roar, and Parker came crashing through the window. He crashed into a table, sending its contents flying. He lay on the floor for a moment, breathing hard.

  Parker groaned. “If you two are done,” he said. “We could really use a hand outside.”

  Liam

  Liam helped Parker to his feet and checked him for wounds. Fortunately, he found none.

  “Are you alright?” Liam asked.

  “Still alive,” Parker said.

  “Stay here, Alanna,” he said, and kissed her.

  “I’m coming with you,” Alanna said.

  Liam took her hands. “Please, Allie. I need to know you’re safe. And I’m worried he still might have some hold on you.”

  “Fine,” she said. She flexed her fingers and gritted her teeth.

  I know you’re mad, honey. I just couldn’t forgive myself if you got hurt when I’m around to protect you.

  Liam and Parker rushed outside. Across the courtyard Calder had Ben by the throat. The bear thrashed at him, but Calder was too strong. Shit, Liam thought. “We’re too far away!” he said.

  But Parker wasn’t even looking. He was staring in the opposite direction. “What in the hell?” he said.

  Liam looked. Viktor and Donny sailed across the frozen ground on ice boats. They roared as they neared Calder and Ben, shifting and knocking Calder to the ground. Calder shifted fully into a sabertooth tiger and growled at the three advancing bears.

  Parker ejected an empty clip from one of his weapons and loaded in a fresh clip. He was getting uncomfortably below his lucky thirteen.

  “Let’s go,” Liam said, and the two men took off across the ice.

  Chapter Seven - Alanna

  I walked out into the sun. It was somehow warm on my skin even though it wasn’t high in the sky. I wasn’t cold at all. A few dozen yards away, Calder fought four bears and Parker. He must have decided that Parker was the most present threat, because he lifted Parker overhead and threw him like he weighed nothing. Parker crashed into the ice and was still. The mental image of the same thing happening to Liam made me run across the ice.

  The bears attacked Calder with every opening they could find, but Calder seemed to find more opportunities to attack them in turn. I needed to move faster.

  My legs were suddenly powerful cat legs. There was some bone shifting, but I hardly felt it, and I didn’t have time to marvel. I was able to move much faster though.

  Calder transformed into a behemoth and smashed one bear into another. Viktor and Ben reverted back to their human forms and fell unconscious to the ice. Calder could not stop for the kill since Liam still grappled with him ferociously.

  You won’t hurt another one of my friends.

  I ran faster.

  You won’t hurt my mate.

  My hands tingled a
nd bones shifted. I had one enormous bear paw and one cat paw. Both ended in vicious claws.

  Liam jumped on Calder’s back and pushed him down. He had just gotten back to his knees when I was on him.

  We stared at each other wide-eyed for a moment and then I tore out Calder’s throat. For good measure, I placed a gigantic paw on either side of his face.

  His eyes were almost grateful as I tore his head from his body.

  Liam and Donny roared as Calder fell forward on the ice, blood spreading out in a pool that rapidly froze in the cold.

  Liam shifted back into a man. “God, it’s nice to be able to do that,” he said. He turned to me and smiled. “Allie, what did you do?”

  I stared at my paws and concentrated, and before long, I had hands again, with nails in desperate need of a manicure. I ran to Liam and held him. I felt like throwing up or crying. Or both.

  Ben sat up and groaned. “Can we get the hell out of here now?” Ben asked. “I doubt Calder had time to destroy all of the communications equipment on base. Maybe we could call someone who won’t send mercenaries to kill us?”

  Parker

  The Chairwoman flipped through Parker’s report, then closed the file and took off her glasses.

  “Is this everything?” she asked.

  “Yes ma’am,” Parker said. “Every detail.”

  “And Arctic Station?”

  “Scuttled. All research destroyed. No one will be following in Calder’s footsteps.”

  Without making a sound, she abruptly stood up and strode over to the large glass windows overlooking downtown Atlanta. Not many people could spook Parker, but she was definitely one of them. He was sure it didn’t register though. The severe-looking woman stared out over the city and rhythmically clapped her hands together behind her back.

  “I’m not happy about the surviving players.” Every word was ice, but Parker had steeled himself.

  “No doubt. The virus and its creator were destroyed, however.”

  “By Dr. MacCready?”

  “Well, she got the creator. I took care of the virus samples and research.”

  She turned to face him. “Has the sample already been delivered?”

  “Yeah, I delivered it to the CDC agent this morning. I wasn’t happy wandering around with it.”

  She nearly smiled. “I don’t blame you. Going back to Alanna MacCready though — do you know her whereabouts?”

  Parker smiled. “I don’t.”

  “And that’s your official response?”

  “It’s in the report.”

  “That’s disappointing, Parker. We’re going to have to look for her. You know that, don’t you?”

  “That’s up to you,” Parker said. There was zero chance that the Company would get the information they were looking for from him. “Not sure that she and Liam will appreciate it, though.”

  The Chairwoman smiled. It was sort of a smile, anyway. The corners of her thin lips turned upward ever so slightly.

  “And what are your impressions of her…transformation?” she asked.

  “With all respect, ma’am, that’s in the report as well.” She was trying to maneuver Parker into a corner and he didn’t like it.

  “Humor me,” she said. “Off the record.”

  “Off the record? You have more recording devices in this room than I have fingers on both hands.” Parker closed his eyes and sighed. “Fine, though. Have it your way. I’ve never seen anything like what she is. The world hasn’t seen anything like what she is.”

  Parker stood up and poured a glass of water from a perspiring glass pitcher on the Chairwoman’s enormous mahogany desk. He didn’t sit back down though. Instead he chose to pace around the room with a glass of water he wasn’t even drinking from even though his mouth was dry.

  “I wouldn’t go up against her,” Parker said. “I’d give you the same advice.”

  The Chairwoman almost smiled again. “And if we ask you to?”

  “Then we’d have a problem.”

  The Chairwoman had Parker by the throat before his mind was able to register how she’d managed to get close without him seeing. His feet dangled in the air.

  “You dare make a threat?” she said.

  Alex laughed, a horrible rasping sound since his airway was being partially constricted. “Not…a threat,” he said. “Objective…assessment.”

  She dropped him. It took focus, but Parker was able to stay on his feet even though the edges of his vision had started turning a little dark.

  “You’re afraid of her,” the Chairwoman said.

  “No,” Parker said. He rubbed his throat and smiled. “That’s not it. I’m saying you should be.”

  Epilogue - Alanna

  Liam’s cast hit the water and caused a ripple on the surface of the otherwise pristine water. My own line had been in the water for a full two minutes with nothing at all to show for it.

  “So, how long is this supposed to take again?” I asked. “We’re getting restless here.” I smiled, rubbing my very round belly. I was due in a couple of months. “Is it even safe to bring your pregnant fiancée to the middle of a lake to teach her how to fish?”

  He laughed. “I’m an excellent swimmer. A better swimmer than a teacher, anyway.”

  The words were out of his mouth for mere moments when there was a tug on my line.

  I fought the urge to start spinning the reel like crazy. “Liam! Holy shit, I think I caught something!”

  He dropped his own line in the boat and came to sit by me. “Okay, easy,” he said. “Pull on the line, then reel it in a little. This is a contest of wills. It’s life and death right now.”

  I grinned. “I didn’t realize it was quite so serious. I would’ve worn different shoes.”

  Actually, I would’ve been happy to be wearing nothing at all. Just sitting on the second floor deck of the cabin, getting a little sun and having a cup of coffee sounded lovely at the moment. But Liam had been very excited about going out on the lake today, so here we were. Fighting a battle for life and death. And any minute now, I would meet my opponent.

  The fish that broke the water couldn’t have been more than eight inches long. I was still pretty jazzed though. My first catch! I thought. I could get used to this whole alpha predator thing.

  “We should throw him back,” Liam said.

  I spun around to face him, cocking my head and lifting an eyebrow. “Are you kidding? He’s mine.”

  Liam laughed. “Fair enough. I think I have a really tiny pan we can use. We can scale him with a pair of toenail clippers. Lunch is served! I hope you’re hungry. You are eating for two now, after all.” He put his strong hand on my stomach. Our son did a backflip and I winced.

  Daddy’s girl. Or boy, I thought. We weren’t sure what we were having, but we’d both agreed that we wanted to be surprised. A healthy child was all we hoped for. He or she could be a bear or…whatever the hell I was. Either way, Liam and I would love the hell out of them. And each other.

  He must have seen the flash of pain on my face. “You okay?” he asked.

  “Oh yeah, I’m fine. Just now I know how a stage full of tap dancers feels.”

  He smiled and kissed me. “You want to go back?”

  “Are you kidding? You’re one fish behind. If I catch more fish than you do today, I get to be alpha. I read that somewhere.”

  He laughed. “God, I love you, Allie.” He picked up his pole. “Alright then, may the best shifter win.”

  “Don’t you worry about that.” I shot him a wicked smile. “She will.”

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  Maeve draws from the fantasies of friends (extracted with wine, of course) when crafting her torrid tales. Nothing pleases her more than to know that someone enjoyed a story as much as she enjoyed writing it. When not tickling her keyboard, she's probably trying to dislodge her cat from it so she can write, or bribing her dog to not eat her cat with varying degrees of success.

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