A Mating Dance (17 page)

When he’d heard Luna’s telepathic call that the rogues had entered into Addyson’s backyard, he’d panicked. The thought of Addyson falling victim to those rogue bastards again burned his insides and made his leopard claw at him to protect the female.

Yes, he knew that was yet another sign of finding a mate, but he didn’t care. He just needed to see that she was all right.

“Addyson,” he called out as he reached the oversized kitchen.

Luna was the one to answer. “In here.”

Keegan entered the living room, and his heart dropped to his stomach. Addyson’s gloves and cloak were strewn across the floor as though she’d torn the items from her body in haste. But it was the sight of Addyson sitting in the middle of the floor, cradling a small boy to her chest, and rocking back and forth while singing softly into his hair that gave him pause.

Addyson was such a private person and due to her inability to shield her gift she rarely made skin-to-skin contact with anyone. He fought the urge to go up to her and take to boy, but he was unsure if he was causing her pain or not.

Stepping in closer to stand next to Luna, he asked, “How long has she been like this?”

Luna lifted her shoulders. “I’m guessing since the fighting started. I’ve never seen her like this.”

Neither had he, but he kept that to himself. “Luna, leave us. Please.”

The Alpha wolf gave a short nod then left. After the back door shut, indicating that he was alone with Addyson and the boy, Keegan took a couple of steps toward them and sat on the floor, facing them.

After a few moments, Addyson met his gaze. Tears streaked down her cheeks. He wanted to kill everyone responsible for putting those tears in her exotic violet eyes.

“He’s like me.”

Keegan frowned and peered at the child. His skin was pasty white, unhealthily so, and he held on to Addyson like a lifeline. The boy looked at Keegan with wide chocolate-brown eyes that held way too much fear for Keegan. “What do you mean?”

Addyson ran her hand over the boy’s hair in calming strokes. “He’s a Scribe.”

Surprise hit Keegan hard, and he was glad he was sitting down. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “His name is William, but he likes to be called Will.”

Keegan studied Will again, wondering how the Onyx could neglect the child so. Did they not know what he was? “Will? How old are you?”

He lifted his head to peer into Addyson’s face as if unsure. When Addy nodded, Will looked at Keegan and said, “Thirteen.”

Fuckin’ rogues.

Keegan closed his eyes briefly to keep his tone as gentle as possible before asking, “Did you escape from the Onyx?”

The boy’s fear drifted off him and filled the space between them. Addyson kissed his temple and said something too soft for Keegan to catch. After a few hesitant moments, Will said, “No, they gave me this.” He held up his hand to Keegan, showing him several fibers of hair.

Frowning, Keegan picked up the hair, careful not to make skin contact with Will. Keegan wasn’t sure if his ability would be blocked like Addyson’s was with him or not. He really didn’t want to take the risk and find out right now.

Keegan brought the strands of hair to his nose and stiffed. Fuck. Graham. The damn bastards used Graham and the boy to find and breach the central den of Ashwood Falls. Scribes could track people if they were close enough through personal objects and, in this case, hair.

Offering Will what he hoped was a tender smile, Keegan asked, “Are you hungry?”

Will’s eye grew round, and he vigorously nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Keegan stood and backed away so Addyson and Will could do the same, and then he watched as she directed the boy down the hall to the bathroom to clean up. Keegan knew by the way Addyson spoke to Will that she’d want to care for him and protect him.

Keegan might be an Alpha, the fierce leader of Ashwood Falls, but that didn’t mean he was heartless. The boy needed love and a Pack that could help him thrive and grow.

Keegan wouldn’t deny Addyson what she wanted. However, the Onyx was arrogant enough to expect the child to return, most likely with information. That was something Keegan couldn’t and wouldn’t let happen. No, Will would stay in Ashwood where Keegan could keep an eye on the boy.

That wasn’t going to happen.

Keegan wouldn’t allow it. He wouldn’t allow Will to be subjected once again to the rogues’ sorry-ass excuse for a life.

***

Graham watched with a heavy heart as Blaine carefully removed the rest of Cam’s clothes and laid her on her bed. Blaine pulled the covers over her, then ran his knuckles down her cheek.

She looked so fragile lying there, pale and unmoving. That was something he’d never thought to see from this female. He stepped closer and rested his palm on Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine covered his hand with his own and gave a little squeeze.

“She’ll be okay. She’s a fighter,” Blaine said as though he was trying to comfort both of them.

Graham closed the small gap between them and hugged the male close. “Of course she is. How do we do this?”

Blaine leaned into Graham and shook his head. “I’m not sure. She’s so weak.” He winced at the last statement. Cameron was far from weak, but right now, her life depended on the mating bond. Taking a deep breath, Blaine shrugged out of Graham’s hold and moved to sit on the bed. “We’ll have to try to connect our cats with hers and hope her jaguar finishes it. If that works, then we can complete it by merging our human halves together when she’s stronger.”

Graham walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed in next to Cameron, stretching out beside her. Blaine did the same, sandwiching her between them. Her body relaxed, and she let out a soft sigh as if comforted by their touch. She then mumbled sleepily, and that eased some of Graham’s worry.

Blaine brushed her hair from her neck and kissed her forehead. Lifting his gaze to Graham, he reached over and cupped his cheek. “I’m not much on sharing emotions and crap.” He looked back down at Cameron then lifted his gaze back up to Graham. “I felt the pull toward you the first time we met. I knew Cameron did too, even though she tried to deny it. I’m falling in love with you and want to mate with you and Cameron.”

Graham’s chest tightened. He took Blaine’s hand in his, pressed a kiss in his palm, and said, “I never thought I’d find one true mate, but now I have two. And I have fallen hard. I offer my body and soul to you and Cameron till death parts us.”

Graham sucked in a breath as energy flowed from Blaine’s hand into his, forming the first thread of the mating bond. The thread traveled through him, touching each fiber of his human half and his mountain lion half.

Blaine took their connected hands and laid them on Cameron’s chest. Out of instinct, Graham pushed their combined energy into Cameron, feeling Blaine do the same. Graham leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple. “I’m not letting you go, Cam. I’m here, and Blaine’s here. Come back to us.”

A few moments later, she gasped and flung open her eyes, moving her gaze from Blaine to Graham. Surprise lit up her gold and brown gaze, and then realization filtered in. Graham braced himself for her anger, but it didn’t come. Instead, small tears rolled from the corners of her eyes.

Blaine frowned. “Cam, what’s wrong?”

She shook her head and wiped her eyes. “I…wait!” She felt her face, tracing her fingers over the now quickly fading scratches. She moved her hands down to her torso, but Blaine stopped her.

“You were dying,” he choked out.

She peered over to Graham. “And, you two saved me by starting the mating bond?”

Graham nodded, sat up, and cupped her face in his hands. “I love you, Cam. I can’t see a future without you and Blaine in it.”

Her eyes shone, and she turned to study Blaine. The male gave her a wide smile and pressed a kiss to her lips. “You know I love you, always have.” He glanced up to meet Graham’s stare. “I love you both.”

She was silent for far too long, and if it hadn’t been for the bond they all now shared, Graham would have thought she was about to tell them both to go to hell. After a few moments, she smiled and wrapped an arm around both their necks and pulled them to her. “I love you too. I was going to tell you both that I was ready to bond. I’m not sure what took me so long to commit.”

Blaine chuckled. “You were waiting for our third.”

Her smile widened. “Yes, I guess I was. Now let’s complete the mating bond.”

***

Blaine thought he’d never hear Cameron say the words. If that meant he’d need to share her with another male, so be it. In just a short time, Graham had become a big part of his life and Cameron’s. Blaine knew deep in his soul that it would take a long time before she tried for another baby, but really, that didn’t matter. They had Max and Sammie and a whole lifetime to try again.

And Graham. That male had closed the circle and made everything click into place. Blaine didn’t know how, and he wasn’t the type to dwell on things. Either they worked, or they didn’t.

Graham, Cam, and him worked.

He felt it in his heart.

Feeling Graham’s gaze on him, Blaine looked at the male and smiled. “Come here, you.”

Graham lifted an eyebrow, and the corner of his lip lifted in a sensual, crooked smile as he leaned over Cameron to kiss Blaine. Their mouths moved together as their tongues twined. Blaine groaned as he felt Cameron’s fingers dip into his hair. The sensation of being touched by both his mates lit his whole body on fire. The newly formed bond between them only intensified his reaction to them.

They were becoming one in the way that they could feel each other’s emotions through the growing link. That connection was another reason Cameron hadn’t wanted to mate. She hadn’t wanted him to feel her pain if she lost another child.

He broke the kiss and peered into Cam’s brown and gold eyes. “From now on, we all share the trials of life. We will try as many times as it takes to have children of our own.”

She narrowed her eyes at him but nodded. “No more holding back. I promise.”

Then, without warning, she bit his neck and reached out to him through the tiny thread connecting them. Blaine grew harder with each pull of her mouth as she drank his blood to complete her bond to him.

When she drew back from his vein, her eyes burned gold and her cat-like fangs extended past her upper lip. Her gaze shifted to focus on Graham right before she rose up and pushed the male so that his back pressed against the mattress and she straddled over him. That was when she noticed she’d been naked under the sheet.

She smiled, cat-like and sexy as hell. Blaine ran a hand through her hair, fisting a handful when it reached the top of her neck, and then he pulled her lips to his. She purred into the kiss and nipped his lower lip.

He let her go and growled, “Claim our mate.”

When she sank her teeth into his throat, Graham bowed off the bed, crying out in pleasure. Blaine nearly came as the wash of power, passion, and intense pleasure rolled over and through him. The mating bond grew until all three of them were connected in a way Blaine had never thought possible.

No wonder his father had nearly gone insane when Blaine’s mother died.

“Blaine?”

Cameron’s concerned tone cut through the dark thoughts before they took root. He shook off thoughts of his mother, met Cam’s stare, and smiled. “The mating bond is complete.”

She let out a soft laugh. “Yes. It feels…wonderful.”

Yes it did, and Cameron was the central link that bonded them all together. He claimed her lips again, relishing the merged pleasure along the mating bond. She smiled against his lips, and he said, “I love you.” He pulled back to glance at Graham. “Both of you.” Blaine kissed Graham and felt Cam move down their lover’s body. The sound of a zipper being lowered, followed by denim sliding over skin drew Blaine’s attention to her, wondering what his little minx was up to.

Cameron was off the bed, pulling Graham pants off and letting them drop to the floor. She offered both of them a wicked smirk as she climbed back on the bed, nipping a trail up Graham’s thighs until she reached his balls. She ran her tongue up his cock as she rolled his balls in her hand. Graham groaned a curse as she took him into her mouth.

Blaine gripped his own dick and squeezed to keep from having an orgasm at the sight of his mates. He moved off the bed to remove his own clothes then climbed back on behind Cam. He traced her spine with his index finger and smiled at her shiver then continued over the curve of her ass and farther until he slid two fingers into the slick folds of her pussy. She moaned and moved her hips, rubbing her sex against his hand.

Leaning over her back, he met Graham’s desire-hazed eyes as he whispered in Cam’s ear. “You’re so wet. I’m going to fuck you as you suck Graham’s cock.”

“Fuck,” Graham gritted out.

Blaine held his lover’s gaze. “You will not come yet.”

Graham’s lips twitched. “Well, you better hurry the hell up.”

Cameron let Graham’s dick slide out of her mouth. She licked down the length, making him jerk slightly. When she reached the base, she sucked his sac into her mouth.

Graham cursed again. “Damn it, are you two trying to kill me?”

Blaine laughed and thrust into Cam, making her cry out. They all froze for a brief moment. Blaine knew they felt what he did. The mingled emotions and pleasure was almost too much. He gripped Cameron’s hips to stop her from moving until he regained some control of the release threatening to end this round way too soon.

When Cameron took Graham into her mouth again and started working the male to the edge of a release, Blaine started moving, in and out of her wet pussy until she was panting and the shuddering orgasm claimed her. Both Blaine and Graham followed her over the edge.

Blaine collapsed on the bed next to Graham, taking Cameron with him so she lay between them, half on Graham and half on him. Graham linked his fingers with Blaine’s and brought his hand to his lips. “That…was….”

Cameron sighed and snuggled farther against them. “Yes.” She brought their linked hands to her breasts and held them. “My males. I think I’m the luckiest female in the world.”