by C. A. Salo
"How much older?” Morgan knelt behind her and ran his hand over her ass cheek, his cock hard and ready to go.
"I can't tell you.” She gasped as his thick head slowly invaded her slick pussy. “Not until, the Great Goddess gives me right ... oh.” Sighing, she moved back on his aching length, her pussy twitching around him. “Oh,” she moaned again, taking a deep breath and changing to cat form. “Push my head down to the mattress."
"What?” Morgan asked for clarification, amazed at how beautiful she was.
"Do it,” she snarled. “Show me you're my dominant, my Alpha, as you mount me. That you alone have that right."
Morgan moved his hand to the back of her head as his teeth lengthened. Gripping her hair near her skull, he pushed her head down, turning it so her cheek hit the mattress. His cock jumped as pleasure swam over her features, and with a growl and a quick powerful thrust, he shoved his cock deeper into her warmth.
"By the Gods,” Alexis cried. “Make me yours, Morgan.” She moaned as he lunged into her over and over again. “Oh yes, Morgan, harder, harder.” She panted, listening to his grunts, feeling his hot breath on her back. His hand gripped her hair almost painfully.
"You're mine, Alexis. I claim you as my mate,"
"Yes,” she rasped. It felt wonderful to be taken by a mate like this, her mate, finally. “Oh Gods, Morgan."
She breathed erratically as her body tensed, tingles ricocheting over her with her orgasm. Screaming his name, she bucked under him.
Morgan loved her hot pussy convulsing against his shaft, gripping him tightly as he thrust in and out of her heat. Lifting her head by the grip on her hair, he pressed his nose against the hot damp skin on her neck. He inhaled her arousal as she came all over his cock, a sweet musky aroma marking him as hers. No matter what she said now, she'd marked him, accepting him as her dominant, her lover, her mate, forever.
He returned the favor and roared as he thrust into her deep, his body tensing as his cum shot from his cock in hot spurts that gushed forth. Gripping her neck within his mouth and holding her still, he plunged repeatedly until the last of his seed filled her womb.
Morgan barely noticed the knock on the door and snapped out a growl to whoever stood on the other side. Lowering his nose to nuzzle Alexis, he laid his head between her shoulder blades for a few moments, breathing heavily. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he slowly sat back on his heels, bring her with him. He leaned back until he was reclining on his pillows with her back against his chest, his hardness still impaling her tightness. “Are you all right?"
She laid her head on his shoulder and turned her face toward him, her breath coming heavily. “Mmm, tired,” she whispered, smiling softly. “That was ... mind-blowing."
Kissing her softly, he noticed they'd both changed back to their human forms. As he pulled the silk sheets over them, a knock came again. His nudity didn't matter, but he didn't want anyone seeing her in all her naked glory.
"Enter,” Morgan called out, nuzzling her neck and hair.
"Did you trim the kitty's claws?” Rafe entered the room, holding his nose as he sneezed.
Morgan chuckled. “Serves you right."
"For Christ's sake,” he sneezed again, “you didn't kill her did you?” Rafe pointed to where she lay unmoving.
"No, moron. She's sleeping.” He nuzzled her neck again.
"The elder and ambassadors would like a call in the morning, and Robert wanted to know if the kit would be here come morning."
"Yes, she will. Tell him it's not a good idea to knock in the middle of mating next time."
"I believe he understood the snarl.” Smiling, Rafe snorted as her head lolled. “Are you sure she's just sleeping?"
Morgan glanced down at her and noticed her breathing had slowed considerably and her features had paled. Lifting his hand, he tapped her cheek. “Alexis ... baby, wake up.” Her head lolled to the other side as if she had no muscle. “Alexis.” He glanced up as Rafe came closer. “Her heartbeat is to low."
"What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know.” Shaking her gently, Morgan's heart skipped a beat as she flopped like a rag doll. “Alexis, baby, come on."
"She doesn't look good. Should I get Ned?"
"What the hell's Ned going to do?” Morgan asked, irritated as he met his second's gaze.
"He's been researching her kind. He may know what's happening."
Morgan shook his head as he tightened his arm around her waist. “No, go get Val. She left him not to long ago. He should be at the vamp club on East Gryphon Ave."
"I'm on it."
"Go alone and go fast,” he ordered, resituating Alexis against him as Rafe took off out the door. “Come on, baby, wake up."
Never had fear gripped his gut as it did now. He never showed outward emotion. As Alpha, his people looked to him for support and stability. The need to take care and protect was imbedded into him the moment the Gods sparked life into his being. Why were they doing this? Making him powerless to help the woman they sent him to look after. Could this be a test of some sort?
"Son of a bitch.” His gaze rose toward the ceiling. “If I can't move, I can't help her. What the hell am I supposed to do? She had better be all right, damn it, or I won't be happy. Don't you bring her into my life and then do this."
Lips curled, Morgan glanced back at Alexis, his hand gently positioning her head onto his shoulder better. Okay, maybe he shouldn't piss off the Gods by reaming them out. But damn it, he was helpless, and that pissed him off. Watch over her, yes. Lust after her, yes. Dominate her and make her his, defiantly a yes. Ready for the emotions spiking throughout his entire body at her weakened condition, no.
Never had a woman evoked such passion within him, and that left him a bit shaken. He'd deliberated the affect she had on him from the moment he'd set eyes on her and thought he'd come to terms with them. Obviously, he'd been wrong. Without realizing what had happened, she'd become his mate before he even took her, in heat or not.
His muscles tensed with the want to jump into action, to take care of the problem. His fist pounded the mattress next to him. “I'm fucking helpless as a new born pup.” Anger replaced his vulnerability, and he wished Rafe would hurry the hell up.
Laying the side of his head against hers, his anger fled. “Alexis please wake up for me.” He turned his head, and his lips graced her temple as two flashes entered his room.
"What's happening?” Val strode toward them.
Morgan's gaze followed the vamp as he reached out to take Alexis's vital signs. “After our second mating, she just ... I thought she fell asleep, but it's too deep. She said she was tired, and now I can't wake her up."
"Are you attached?"
"Yes."
"How much longer?"
"Fifteen minutes.” Morgan's senses honed in on the vamp. He didn't think Val would hurt her, but then again, he didn't know what kind of relationship they had. What if he was jealous that they'd mated and refused to help? The vamp's slow beating heart never changed rhythm as he turned to Rafe.
"I need blood. Fresh. Human if possible."
"And where the hell am I going to get that?” Rafe barked.
"I don't care. Go snap someone off the fucking street. I also need ground up unicorn horn from a discard of a growth spurt and honey boiled with mead
"What do I look like, a naturopath?"
Val whipped around to face Morgan. “Are you telling me you have no healer here?"
"She's not here,” he answered, fear filling him again as he held on to Alexis's cooling body.
"For the love of all Gods, must I do everything myself?” Val yelled.
Morgan's heart raced frantically as a cold sweat broke out over his body. “Damn it, Rafe, run!"
Val caught Rafe by the arm and broke into laughter. “She's fine. Just resting."
"What?” Stunned, Morgan stared at the vamp. His body twitched with relief while his mind slowly wrapped around what Val had said. Then anger took over.
> "She's fine, LeVey,” the vamp said, letting go of Rafe.
"What the fuck do you mean fine? What the hell's wrong with her?” he bellowed as Val strolled over to sit by them on the bed. “Val?” he barked, angry the vamp wasn't taking this seriously.
"She's fine. Aren't you, kitten?” Val put his hand under her chin and registered her breathing. “She's never taken a mate. The release of her scent took a little more out of her than usual. Her body needs to rest before another mating. You rushed the second mating session, LeVey. Just keep her warm and let her sleep for as long as she wants."
"You ass!” Morgan swung at him.
Val dodged him with a smile. “Uh-uh, she won't like you hitting me, LeVey."
"You gave me a fucking heart attack, vamp."
"Good,” Val said as he rose. “Shows me she's not just another fuck for you, lukos. Tell her I said ‘hi.’”
Morgan snarled, glaring as Val stepped over to the window.
"She'll most likely sleep through the night."
"This isn't finished."
"Sure it is. She's fine, you're fine and will be moving in about five minutes, and I'll be out of the wolf's den."
Rafe started toward Val, but he opened the window and shot Morgan a grin, then jumped out into the air.
"Don't bother,” Morgan mumbled when Rafe went to go after him. “He's not liable to trespass unless he thinks she's in danger."
"So does that mean he's allowed on the grounds?"
"For now, with shadows.” he said, as his body released Alexis's, encouraging a barely audible gasp from her parted lips. “I need to care for her, now. I'll call if I need anything."
"Of course."
Nodding his head in response to Rafe's bow, he waited until the door closed before sliding her off him onto the mattress. “You, my sweet, just played havoc with my emotions.” Leaning over her, he brushed his lips softly against hers. “What are we going to do about that?"
His fingers caressed the side of her face to her hairline as he lay down, pulled the covers up, and wrapped his body around hers, shielding and protecting his mate.
* * * *
Alexis smiled as she rolled over, stretching out in the warm sunshine that spilled in through the windows, a sound of utter contentment leaving her lips.
"Well, look who finally woke up."
The sound of his voice had her nipples hardening. “I'm up."
"You had me scared last night."
Opening sleepy eyes, she met his gaze as he sat beside her on the soft bed, already dressed and looking entirely too handsome.
"So frightened, I sent Rafe into the vamp club to get Val."
"You what?” She bolted upright. “By the Gods, is he all right?"
"Val?"
"Rafe,” she screeched.
"Yeah, he's fine. He called Val a bloodsucker to get his attention."
Alexis's face paled as Morgan grinned.
"Val left a message for you ... ‘hi.’”
"That twerp."
His gaze lowered to her nipples. “Hmm, twerp's just the beginning."
She glared at him. “Is that to mean, something else happened?"
"Nothing but two Alpha's tossing some testosterone around."
"So you're both well?"
Sliding a finger over her breast and around her nipple, the corner of his mouth tugged up with a sadistic smile. “Very."
"You didn't get into it with Val, did you?"
"No ... although at one point last night, I wanted to knock the shit out of him for playing games with me."
"But you didn't?"
Morgan's gaze went to her lips as she started nibbling on her bottom one. “No sweet, he left unharmed by me."
Sighing with relief, her body trembled as he drew close. “What time is it?"
"Three.” He leaned to take a nipple into his mouth, suckling heavily.
"Oh ... okay.” Her eyes fluttered to his caresses, and then flew open as she gasped. “Three?” Pushing him off, she scrambled up and shot out of bed, looking for her clothes.
"What's the rush?"
Alexis sighed impatiently as he stretched out on the bed, his gaze following her everywhere. “I have an appointment at ... where are my clothes?"
"And you're going to wear leather pants, a bustier, and heeled boots to this appointment?"
She hissed as she turned toward the window. “Damn it, are you going to help me or not?"
"They're with the cleaner."
"What is it with you and cleaning my clothes? Damn it, Morgan."
"The kitty in you makes Rafe sneeze."
"I need to go.” She jumped out the window naked and heard his yell of “Christ, Alexis!” just before she vaulted over the wall.
* * * *
Morgan didn't even bother to ask for permission to enter the house he knew to be Val's and stopped two feet from Alexis. “What the hell were you thinking?"
He tore his shirt off, shoving it over her head as she looked up at him in surprise. “You don't just jump out the fucking window naked and take the hell off like that. Christ, woman."
"Get out of this house, lukos,” Jack hollered as he held up his fist.
"Jack, no.” Alexis went to stop her grandfather.
"Don't you dare cuss at my granddaughter, you no-good, flea ridden—"
"Jack,” she scolded as she held him back. “Val!"
Morgan was ready to step between them when Val showed up to stop his guardian.
"Jack!” Val barked. “That will be enough,"
Stepping back, Morgan grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling Alexis to him.
Val held up his hand when Jack started to protest. “If he meant to harm her, he would have done so instead of covering up her naked little body. So, if you'd please go steep some tea for our guest, I'd appreciate it."
Morgan met the older man's scathing gaze before turning to Val.
"LeVey, what brings you to my humble home this afternoon? And please close the door, you're letting the sun in, and I've already been for my morning walk."
"He followed me,” Alexis answered as Morgan turned to shut the door.
"Feeling better, kitten?” Val smirked.
"Yes."
Morgan's lip curled with a snarl, irked at the vamps teasing attitude with his mate as she narrowed hers at Val playfully and took his hand when he held it out to her. His nostrils flared and fangs lengthened, prepared for a challenge, but Val only gave him an irritating smile.
"Good. Come with me then. You can sit on the divan, LeVey. She'll be right down."
"From where?"
"Getting dressed upstairs."
"Val.” He growled as the vamp's hand lowered to the low of her back.
"Your scent's all over her man. She's just going to get dressed, so relax."
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Chapter Seven
"He followed you?” Val asked through the wooden door of his bathroom.
"Yes. He has a habit of washing my clothing. So, when I had none and found out what time it was, I took off. I knew no one would see me. Obviously, he wasn't so certain.” Opening the bathroom door, Alexis lifted her head, nostrils flared at a familiar, but implacable scent, coming from behind the closed door of Val's bedroom.
"Obviously,” he stated dryly as she walked out of the bathroom in jeans and a form fitting shirt. “Beautiful as always."
"I can't believe Morgan sent for you, and that he'd send Rafe into a vamp club by himself.” Shaking her head, she turned her attention to Val who was lounging against the wall.
"Must say how much he cares for my little kitten.” Taking her hand, he kissed her knuckles before leading her downstairs. “He was worried about you last night. Not that he could, but I doubt he would have left your side unless an atomic explosion blew between you."
Alexis grinned when he chuckled.
"I take it you were ... satisfied?"
"No offense, Val, but I've never experienced anything like that in
my life,” Alexis whispered as she stopped on the steps and looked up at him. “I tried to control her, Val, I really did. But as soon as I had him alone...” Closing her eyes, her chest lifted with a deep breath. “I couldn't help myself. I had to mate with him, and my Gods, it was fabulous.” Her entire body shook, and her pussy grew wet.
After taking another deep breath, she opened her eyes to see him smiling down at her.
"I would never take offense kitten. I may have taken your virginity, but I knew we were not intended for each other."
"As did I, and I thank you for all the love you've given me."
"Same here, kitten."
Alexis drew him into a hug. “You're my best friend, Val."
"As you're mine, sweet kit. Now, your mate is waiting to find out why you ran out on him naked after such a glorious experience."
He lifted her against him, and Alexis wrapped her legs around his waist. In her ear, he whispered so low she could barely hear him. “There's one other item you should know about the lukos variety, kitten."
"What's that?” she asked in the same barely there whisper.
"They have exceptional hearing ... isn't that true, LeVey?"
"Yep,” Morgan answered from the living room. “So get your hands off her ass, vamp, before I bite them off."
Val chuckled as he carried Alexis into the living room to Morgan. “Don't be so territorial, man."
"She's my mate,” Morgan replied as he rose off the sofa.
"We haven't talked about that officially yet,” Alexis said as she slid down Val's form.
"Yes, we did ... last night.” Morgan stated as he crossed his arms over his chest, his feet widening with his stance.
She stomped her foot. “That was in the heat of ... heat."
"So, I can go fuck a bitch?” Morgan asked with a raised brow as Val grinned.
"You damn well better not,” Alexis snapped.
"Did you let me dominate you?"
"Yes,” she muttered and then sighed as she brushed her long hair off her shoulder.
"Did I mate with you in heat?"
"Yes."
