Ainen Chronicles: Jordan’s Quest

by Kyla Logan

  Ainen Chronicles: Jordan’s Quest

  Kyla Logan

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  Copyright ©2007 Kyla Logan

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  Ainen Chronicles: Jordan’s Quest

  Kyla Logan

  Jordan McCabe is proud of the accomplishments he and his fellow Ainen have achieved over the past five years. They have followed the instructions from their goddess, Aine, and the first laboratory has been built. But there’s something missing from his life. The instant he glimpses his latest employee he knows she is his long awaited lifemate.

  Dr. Micaela Annan is delighted to begin her new job at Ainen Industries and for the opportunity to at last work on her unusual theories for energy sources. However she didn’t expect to discover that her employers are not human -- or for her inner wolf to immediately claim one of them for her own.

  Chapter One

  Jordan McCabe gazed at the laboratory complex from his office. This day had been the target for five long years, so the satisfaction he felt was earned. Two of those years had been spent with mixed emotions. He missed his long-time friend and brother, Cayden. On the other hand, he was able to go out in the daylight for the first time in over two millennia thanks to Cayden’s beautiful life mate Marda, and her amazing blood. The other three years… he and the others had been too busy getting the lab built once planning permission had been granted to find time to be lonely.

  He grinned as he remembered his joy at stepping out of his house for that first venture in the light of day. It had been spine-tingling, knowing that maybe, just maybe, his body had rejected the changes that Marda thought would take shape. When he didn’t burst into flames, tears of joy had been his response.

  Turning his thoughts back to the activities below him, Jordan knew that even if any of the workers looked up they wouldn’t see him. All they would see was a wall.

  Hearing the knock on his door, he blanked the window into a wall with the touch of his mind. The only people who knew about his viewing advantage were his fellow Ainen. Jordan intended to keep it that way.

  “Come in.”

  His secretary, Janet, smiled as she walked into the room. “I need you to sign these, Mr. McCabe,” she said as she placed some papers on his desk. “The security guard informed me that Dr. Annan is on her way up for her three o’clock interview.”

  Jordan sighed. He had completely forgotten that the interview had been set for that afternoon. The doctor was supposed to have been interviewed the next day, but had asked if it could be brought forward. A lecture she was to give tomorrow or something. As her credentials were the most promising of the candidates for this position, he had granted her the change of days.

  Before Jordan could acknowledge the information, he felt a surge on his link with Cayden. Hope I’m not disturbing you, brother. Marda and I are at the manor. When you are free, come and join us.

  Jordan looked away from his secretary as he grinned at Cayden’s words. You never disturb me, Cayden. I’ll be there shortly. Just a few loose ends to clear up first.

  As he said that another voice jumped into the conversation. He will be leaving in a moment, Cayden; I can handle the loose ends. Go, Jordan.

  Good to hear your voice, Eilish. We will catch up on news later, but thank you for covering for Jordan. This is important.

  Okay, it seems I will join you momentarily, Cayden. Eilish, either you or Aislin will have to phone here to give me an excuse to leave. Janet is with me; I can’t just leave without a good reason.

  Jordan felt the unspoken acknowledgment of his order, the ring of the phone sounding moments later. Picking it up he put on a show of concern at what he was hearing. After returning the receiver to its cradle he turned to Janet. “Sorry, Janet, I am needed elsewhere. Can you ask either Eilish or Aislin to conduct this interview, please? I’ll leave through my private exit and will see you tomorrow.”

  “I hope things are all right, Mr. McCabe.”

  “Nothing to worry about, Janet, but I have to run.”

  Jordan motioned her to return to her own office; once she was away he made sure nothing important was left lying on his desk. Just before he teleported, Jordan felt a brief touch on his senses, but he put it down to the fact that Cayden and Marda were back. Jordan shrugged his shoulders, and without more thought teleported himself to Cayden’s home.

  Chapter Two

  When Jordan teleported into the room he was met with the sight of Cayden and Marda kissing. Both were wet and naked, apart from the towel Cayden had around his hips. Obviously they had just shared a shower.

  Marda let out a squeal when she spied him, and literally flew into his arms.

  Jordan laughed and said, “Remember this is Earth; you need to walk, Marda.”

  Her response was to bring his head closer to her and give him a kiss. Jordan felt his body respond to the feel of warm woman in his arms. He would be forever grateful that Cayden and Marda shared their love with him whenever they visited Earth. He had kept his promise that he wouldn’t again use casual sex when taking blood. All he did now was drink and provide the semblance of pleasure.

  So he had been celibate apart from when he was gifted with the presence of his brother and his mate.

  Breaking away from Marda’s kiss, Jordan held out his arm when Cayden drew near.

  Marda shook her head and said, “Men. Come on, give each other a hug, you know that’s what you want to do.”

  Moving his other arm from Marda, Jordan opened his arms and Cayden did the same. Both were uncomfortable with the need to touch each other, and after some self-conscious back patting they separated.

  “Now wasn’t that better than shaking hands or using a warrior’s grasp? You know you’ve missed each other. Show it,” Marda said as she moved into Cayden’s embrace.

  “I see you haven’t tamed her yet, brother.” Jordan grinned.

  “No, it doesn’t seem like it, does it?” Cayden replied.

  Marda held out her hand to Jordan. “Come, my friend. You need to relax, and we have much to impart. You know the easiest way for us to pass on this information… and the most enjoyable.”

  The grin on Marda’s face as she said the last few words caused Cayden to shake his head at Jordan. “She is driving me mad, but Marda is right. We need to be together.”

  Jordan took off his tie then unbuttoned his shirt before dropping it over a chair. Marda came closer and licked one of his nipples. He thrust his hands through her thick hair, holding her to him as she sucked one before moving to the other. Jordan closed his eyes and gave in to the pleasurable sensations rippling through him. When he felt her hands go to the zipper on his trousers he broke away, moved her hands and unzipped them himself. After removing them he on
ce more turned toward Marda. Cayden had claimed her in a passionate kiss so Jordan moved behind her. Reaching round he cupped her full breasts in his hand, squeezing and pulling her nipples gently. Running his tongue over her neck, he kissed his way down her spine toward her buttocks.

  “Open your legs for me, Marda,” Jordan whispered.

  He was rewarded with compliance as she widened her stance. Jordan licked around her ass, moving closer and closer with each lick to her anus. Marda’s gasp as he ran his tongue over her anal rosebud made him smile. It wasn’t often that he could surprise her.

  “Turn around, Marda. I want to lick your pussy,” he demanded. He needed this closeness.

  Cayden dropped his hands to Marda’s waist as she turned to face Jordan. He then ran them up her stomach to her breasts, cupping them as Jordan had done earlier.

  Jordan breathed in the scent of aroused female. The hair-free skin of her pussy called out for his touch. Leaning forward he ran his tongue over her labia then pushed further in where he could taste her. The tang of her juices on his tongue caused him to groan as he licked up all she offered him.

  He moved one of Marda’s legs up and over his shoulder, knowing that Cayden was fully supporting her. He licked her labia and nibbled on her clit. Inserting one finger into her slit, he moved it in and out at the same time as he licked her.

  Jordan added another finger and fucked her with his fingers while he sucked on her clit. Marda moaned and as Jordan glanced up he saw the reason. Cayden was pulling her elongated nipples, squeezing them as he kissed her. The combination threw her into an orgasm. Jordan stroked his fingers in and out gently, waiting for her tense body to return to normal.

  The tremors in Marda’s body stopped but for an occasional twitch. Jordan stood up and claimed her mouth in a kiss before breaking away. “Where is the lube, Cayden?” he ground out.

  Marda took his hand in hers. “It’s beside the bed, lover,” she said before leading him forward.

  Cayden lay down on the mattress and Marda swung her leg over him until her pussy was hovering over his hard cock. Slowly she let herself down until his cock was balls deep in her waiting slit.

  Jordan grabbed the tube of lube and squeezed some onto his fingers. Pushing Marda’s shoulders until he had her in the right position, he rubbed her anus with his slippery fingers. He inserted one finger past her elastic sheath, and waited for her to become accustomed to its presence before adding a second.

  Linking with his brother and Marda, he saw how much pleasure she was gaining from the dual sensations of Cayden’s cock in her pussy and his fingers in her ass.

  Adding another finger, he moved them slowly in and out, stretching Marda so she could take his cock with ease.

  “Enough, Jordan. You’re going to drive me mad,” Marda moaned.

  Jordan grinned over her shoulder at Cayden, who laughed back. That was until Marda tightened her internal muscles around his cock.

  “In me -- now!” demanded Marda.

  Jordan withdrew his sticky fingers and squeezed some more lube out and coated his cock with it. Placing his cockhead against Marda’s tight opening, he pushed in inch by inch until his pubic hairs touched her ass.

  “At last. Move, both of you.”

  “Pushy little thing, isn’t she?” Cayden gritted out before he started thrusting up into Marda’s pussy.

  Jordan easily fell into a rhythm with Cayden, with a willing and passionate Marda in between the two of them.

  When he felt his body tingle, and his balls tighten, Jordan knew he would reach his own orgasm soon. But he wanted Marda to find her pleasure once more. Reaching around her body, he rubbed her hard clit with his fingers. Her intake of breath at his actions pleased him.

  “Take my blood, Jordan. Learn what has been happening with the deities.” Marda breathed raggedly as she spoke.

  Jordan didn’t need a second invitation to sample her potent blood once more. This was only the third time that he had had this pleasure and he took full advantage of Marda’s offer.

  As her blood hit his parched tongue, he was inundated with knowledge and plans upon plans. It seemed that some of the gods and goddesses were rebelling against each other. That could only mean one thing… trouble for their followers.

  Jordan broke away from Marda’s neck after licking the two pinpricks closed. He fell into his satisfaction with a growl that Cayden matched as he reached his own.

  Chapter Three

  Micaela followed the secretary upstairs. She wasn’t all that impressed that the big shot, McCabe, had bailed out of her interview. She had been the one to request an interview today instead of tomorrow, but still, he could have made an effort to be here.

  As she passed one office she was assailed by the most delicious scent. There was no name on the door. Before she could ask, the secretary interrupted her thoughts. “This is Miss O’Brien’s office, Dr. Annan. Please wait here for a moment.”

  Micaela raised an eyebrow as the woman knocked on the door and opened it after being invited to enter. “Dr. Annan is here for her interview, Miss O’Brien.”

  “Well, show her in, Janet. Don’t leave her standing in the corridor,” a soft voice answered in an Irish lilt.

  Micaela stepped forward so when Janet turned she beside her. “Oh,” she gasped. “You gave me a fright! I didn’t realise you were so close. Just go in, Dr. Annan.”

  Micaela murmured a thank you, and walked around the secretary. The woman who stood at the front of her desk was a surprise to her.

  At least five feet ten inches, she stood well above Micaela’s own five-five. Her waist length black hair was clipped back at the temples with combs. It was a style that suited her oval shaped face and high cheekbones.

  Micaela was aware that the woman was busily cataloguing her own figure, and smiled as she caught the other scanning her face. The answering grin told her this woman could become a friend.

  Walking toward Micaela, she held out her hand and said, “Welcome to Ainen Industries, Dr. Annan. My name is Aislin O’Brien.”

  Micaela shook Aislin’s hand and was surprised at the strength in her grip. Normally a limp handshake was all she received at interviews. There was something likeable about this woman.

  “Please sit, and we can have a chat.” Aislin indicated two padded chairs with cups and a coffee pot set on the little table. “Do you take cream and sugar in your coffee?”

  “Nothing, thanks. I prefer it black.”

  Micaela waited until the cup was in her hands, and Aislin was seated opposite her before saying anything else. “Your secretary mentioned that Mr. McCabe wasn’t available for my interview. Does that mean that I’m being politely told that I won’t be interviewed after all?”

  “No! Of course not! Why would you think that?”

  Micaela could smell the surprise from her interviewer at her question. “Please, call me Micaela, or Caela. I had to ask. I didn’t want to waste your time or mine.”

  “I knew that I was going to like you, Micaela.” After they’d both taken a fortifying drink from their cups, Aislin began asking her questions about her theories of alternative, ecologically friendly fuel sources.

  This was a subject close to Caela’s heart. To find an employer actually looking to develop this type of research was amazing as far as she was concerned. She explained how far her research had taken her in using natural carbohydrates as a fuel source. She was impressed by the questions Aislin asked in response to her hypothesis.

  “So you feel that with proper funding and these facilities at your disposal, you will be able to create a viable fuel cell by using carbohydrates, namely sugar cane and cassava?”

  “Yes! There is no doubt in my mind that this is the way to go forward. But I can’t stress enough that this process will not be achieved tomorrow. It will take intensive research, more than I can continue to do on my own time. Most of my theories are assumptions based on minimal experimentation.” At least Aislin hadn’t laughed when she laid out her ideas. It wo
uldn’t have been the first time, but somehow she got the impression that everything she said was greeted with real interest.

  “If we were to offer you a contract to begin your experiments here at this facility, when could you start?”

  “Immediately. There’s a clause in my present contract stating that if an employer offers me a chance to work on my theories for this type of fuel then I could leave without giving the normal notice.” Taking a breath she grinned as she continued, “I knew they laughed behind my back when they agreed to this, but maybe the last laugh will be now mine.”

  Laughing, Aislin asked, “When can you start?”

  Swallowing down her tears of joy, Micaela told her, “A week from Monday.”

  Caela left the building after confirming a few more details. Once more walking past the doorway to that most intense scent, she wanted to stop and ask who the office belonged to, but that could wait until she started work here. It would be something to ponder over, because she had the strangest feeling the owner of that scent was her mate.

  But there was something even more bizarre. She didn’t think that Aislin O’Brien was human. So the question was… if she wasn’t human, what was she?

  Chapter Four

  Jordan sat in Cayden’s living room enjoying a coffee and a chat with his two dear friends. The loving experience that they shared with him made him even more determined to either find his own mate or stay celibate.

  It was hard to imagine the deities in turmoil but the visions that Marda passed to him confirmed that they were just that… in disarray. Dana and Aine were keeping well clear of them; just as well really because it was their actions in placing Marda and Cayden together that started this whole mess.

  Or was it? That was what they needed to learn, and to do that they needed to find as many life mates for his family as possible.