Race to Destiny 4 (7 page)

Mia found herself once again on the blanket in the field with Eric and Striker.  They were feeding her bits of fruit and cheeses, touching her with every pass.  A caress on the cheek, a brush of fingers in her hair, a forearm brushing her breasts, it was all turning her hot from the inside out.

She slowly leaned over and kissed Eric on the neck as she felt Striker's hands move up her back, slowly massaging.  Eric's hand reached out and cupped her neck to hold her to him.  She trailed her lips to his ear, nibbling on the lobe.  She felt his lips move on her neck as well, and then his teeth grazed the sensitive spot between her shoulder and neck.  She shivered with the delightful sensations running through her body.

Eric's body leaned into hers, easing her back onto the blanket.  As Eric continued to kiss her neck up to her mouth to kiss her senseless, she felt Striker's hands at her waist slowly undoing her pants, sliding them down her legs along with her panties.  Eric's hands slid her t-shirt up and then released her lips long enough to whisk it completely off.  She closed her eyes as two sets of hands set up her body, making her moan in desire and want.

Eric took one of her hands and moved it down over his abdomen then further down.  "Feel what you do to me.  Only you have that power over me now, Mia,” Eric said into her ear.  "I want to slide slowly into your body and make you mine."

"Yes, please...
”  Mia moaned.

She felt Striker moving between her legs, easing her legs over his shoulders.  His hands moved up her thighs slowly, then lightly traced around her nether lips.  He looked up and caught her gaze as he slowly slip
ped his tongue from back to front, circling around her clit.  As he continued to circle her clit and then sucked it slowly into his mouth, she threw her head back with a deep moan.

Eric had lowered his head to her breast and was suckling lightly on one while his fingers pinched the nipple on the other.  His tongue circled her nipple, rolling it to the top of his mouth as he then sucked it in deep.  Mia brought her hands up to hold his head in place, silently communicating that he should never move.  As Eric was sucking and pinching her nipples, Striker was slowly easing a finger inside her.

Mia began to undulate her hips, feeling a desperation insider her.  Striker continued to flick his tongue on her clit and massage it as he slid his finger inside her.  Then he began to move it slowly in and out, pressing upward slowly, grazing her g-spot as he moved.  As he passed over her g-spot, he would press harder on her clit, causing ripples in her body.  She could feel her orgasm starting deep within and growing stronger.

Eric kept up his ministrations on her breasts as Striker kept up his.  Striker added another finger, increasing his movements as she moaned aloud.  She began to pump her hips in time with Striker's fingers, arching her back to thrust her breast further into Eric's mouth.  Just when she could feel the orgasm rippling through her body, the men began to fade.

"Mia, wake up.” She heard Eric's voice calling to her.  "Come on,
ä
lskling
, come back to us."

She could feel his hands gently shaking her awake, moaning as she could still feel their hands on her body.  Then as quickly as her orgasm had come upon her, it vanished as she opened her eyes.  She was lying across a bench on the ferry with her head in Eric's lap.  He had told her to rest while they waited for Striker to join them.  She gazed up at Eric's handsome face, looking into his deep green eyes as he smiled at her.

"Good dream?” he asked.

She blushed as she pushed herself up into a sitting position to look out over the water.  She didn't answer as she then began to glance around the ferry for Striker.  She didn't see him and she frowned.

"He went to get us something to drink out of the car,” Eric explained.

"Okay
,” Mia said with a sigh of relief.  "I think I am going to go to the bathroom."

"I will walk with you
,” Eric told her.  When she turned worried eyes to him, he said, "We still need to be cautious."

She nodded and stood up with him.  They headed off toward the bathrooms as Mia tried to shake off her dream.  It had felt so real.  She had loved the feeling of their hands on her, but when she was awake, she still felt Roarke's hands clawing at her.  Hurting her.
She tried to shake it off and stumbled as she walked—
the muther fucker needed to get out of her head.
  She realized right when she woke up she was most vulnerable.  It was when his torture seeped into her thoughts before she fully became aware.  Eric caught her up in his arms.

"You alright?
” he asked with concern in his eyes.

She gasped, trying to get her breath back.  "I'm fine.  I just tripped."
  She refused to show the weakness right now, she was not going to be a hindrance when her men needed her most. 
Damn it, there she went again thinking about them being her men.
  What the fuck, she was getting sick of fighting that.  She dreamed about both of them, she was attracted to both of them, and she wanted both of them.  Fuck the insecurities about shit she couldn’t change, and she shored herself up. 
She was woman enough to handle them
, she thought and smiled.

Eric knew there was more to it and as he opened his mouth to ask her about it, he saw the desperation in her eyes.  He knew then she didn't want to talk about it and said, "Be careful.  You are my precious cargo.
”  He saw the relief in her face as his words sunk in.

"I will.  Sorry
,” she said as they came up to the door to the ladies room.  "Be right back.”  She quickly disappeared through the door and he posted himself to the side to wait.

Mia quickly used the facilities and then splashed cold water on her face.  The dream had really
been hot.  She knew those two men were special but since she wasn’t like them, she wasn’t aware of mates and what was meant to be.  Mia wanted to call Cami and ask her a question at that moment, she wondered if she was their mate

She dried off her face and then went out to join Eric again.  As she stepped out of the bathroom, she glanced around
, scanning the area around her.  She didn’t see anyone that seemed off to her and she also didn't see Striker.  Where was he?  It didn't take that long to grab drinks from the car.  The ferry wasn't that large.  She felt Eric come up to stand at her side and she turned to smile at him.  He returned her smile and then pointed to the head of the ferry, indicating he wanted to take her there.

She headed toward the bow and saw several children looking over the railings.  Curiosity won out and she walked over to lean over the railing like the kids to see what they did.  As she leaned over, she saw a large pod of dolphin
s swimming with the ferry, jumping in and out of the water.  The adults seemed to be surrounding the babies and juveniles, allowing them to jump back and forth.  She giggled in delight along with the children around her as they all watched the dolphin antics.

As she stood completely mesmerized by the aquatic mammals,
she was startled as a pair of strong arms suddenly surrounded her.  Then Striker's deep voice whispered in her ear, "I hear you were dreaming of us earlier.  Care to share?"

She shivered as she glanced sideways at Eric who had a serious look on his face as he watched her with eyes full of desire.  She blushed knowing he must have known what she was dreaming about and told Striker.  Now she was embarrassed.  She chose to keep quiet and continue to watch the dolphins instead.

"Tsk, tsk.  Not sharing?”  He chuckled in her ear.  "I will let you slide now, but fear not, sweet, we will talk later when we are alone.  Maybe if you ask nicely, Eric and I can make your dream come to life."

She stiffened in his arms for a moment over the shock of what he was saying to her, and then sagged against him as she heard the last of what he said.  She all but melted into his body as she closed her eyes, desire swamping her body.  His arms tightened around her.

"You like that idea?” his voice whispered.  She could feel his chest vibrating with his words.  "Mm...  Good, so do we."

Striker turned her so she was facing Eric.  She saw that Eric was watching her intently, holding her gaze.  Striker flattened his hand on her stomach, pulling her back into a corner and she watched as Eric followed them.

"Reach out to him, touch him, Mia,” Striker encouraged.  She shivered as she realized her dream was coming true and they did want to share her.  She slowly reached out her hands to cup Eric's shoulders, moving them up toward his face.  When she cupped his cheeks, he turned his head into one of her palms and kissed it gently.

"Do you like the way his lips feel on your skin, Mia?
” Striker asked her.  She moaned softly and nodded her head, laying it back on Striker's shoulder.  He began to trace her ear with his tongue and lightly nipping her lobe.

Eric's hands came up to cup her hips as he stepped closer.  "Look into my eyes, Mia.
”  He waited until her eyelids fluttered open, and then continued, "Do you see how much I want you?  Can you
feel
how much
we
want you?"

He pushed her hips back into Striker's hips and Striker ground his against her.  She could clearly feel his arousal as she kept her eyes glued to Eric's.  Then Eric pulled her forward and pressed their bodies together, she could feel his arousal for her as well.  Both men wanted her as much as she wanted them. 
Now what?
she thought.

He sat back at his desk and grinned.  He had them now.  Since the idiots had lost them at the ferry landing in Portsmouth, he had been pissed.  He had then sent men immediately to try to intercept the ferry as it dock in Caen, France.  They had just phoned him to say they would arrive with time to spare.

This pleased him and he knew then he would have the advantage against his brother that he had wanted to have.
Diavolo, even the mention of his name pissed him off.  The man thought he could blackmail him into becoming involved in his schemes.  Well, he refused.  Virani had spent his time now trying to make amends for his family.  They were pure evil and he wanted nothing to do with them.  Diavolo is the only one who held to the thought he could somehow control him. 
Never
.

Virani was a unique shifter, a side he tried hard to hide because he was so sought after.  Getting involved with the Council would only hurt him in the end.  He was ready to leave his past behind and move on, if the little prick would allow him to.

Now he needed to make a call and arrange for a stash house until his plans could be worked out
.  She wouldn't mind, he figured, if he could keep her safe as she traveled, he would be able to wash his hands of the whole mess.  Briefly he thought of the men she traveled with, they would surly allow him to help them. 

He picked up his phone and thought,
first things first
.  He would make the arrangements.  He had already given the orders for the men she was with to be spoken to first.  Then they would be taken to a secure location until they were finally brought to him.  His plan was simple, help them along the way, and plead his case to them.  The woman would listen and he would finally have someone in the Council he could turn to in order to get the thing he most desired.  Peace from his crazy family, of course Diavolo would be pissed but he was only his half-brother anyway.  It wasn’t like he actually thought of them as family, no he wanted to use him. 
Fucker
. 

His men were a little rough around the edges but it was because they all had met up when they were at the lowest.  In between the forces at war.  They were neither good nor bad
—they were what they were.  Shifters who wanted to be accepted and create their little strange Pack.

His phone rang and once again, he was pissed.  His brother had sent his men as well, and they were going to be caught in the middle.  There was only one thing he could do, he ordered his men to watch and see what happened, only intervene if necessary.  That son of a bitch didn
’t know how to leave well enough alone. 

Virani slammed the phone down and tried to think of a different way to get him and his men to safety before he was sucked into something he couldn
’t get out of.

*****

Mia sagged in relief as she saw land in front of them.  The men had taken pity on her and released her after a few more kisses from each.  They enjoyed their drinks while they continued to watch the dolphins.  The men kept it light and fun until they began to get closer to the land.  Striker excused himself, saying he was going to the bathroom, but Mia watched him out of the corner of her eye and saw him duck around it.  As she turned to ask Eric about it, Eric distracted her, pointing at one of the baby dolphins that were close to them.

As the land came closer and announcements were made over the loud speaker about disembarking, Eric steered her toward the car.  Striker joined them as they went and the men flanked her on either side.  When they reached the car, Striker began to scan the dock
as it became closer and closer.

"Why are we not getting in the car?
” Mia asked them as they stood beside the car together.

"We are just checking everything first.  To make sure we are safe
,” Eric assured her.

Striker looked at Eric. 
'I sense several men waiting for us.  This is going to get ugly.'

'What's the plan?  I can help
,
’ Eric sent back.

'We need to make sure Mia is safe first.  Let's get her in the car and act normal.  We don't want to let them know we know they are there
,’
Striker sent. 
'I am going to get us a driver.'

Eric knew exactly what Striker was going to do so he helped Mia into the back seat and said, "We may have to duck down for a bit as we drive off onto the dock just to be safe."

Mia tensed.  "Do you see something, someone?"

Eric took her face in her hands and she immediately felt calmer.  "Mia, we need to be calm and keep out of sight.  There may be men waiting for us.  It's a fact.  Another fact is Striker and I will keep you safe with our very lives, you know that right?
”  At her nod, he said, "Good.  Now, are you ready?"

Mia was ready to kick some ass
.  She knew these two men would put their lives on the line for her and she would do the same for them.  She couldn't hide any longer.  "Yes, I'm ready."

Eric gave her a big smile and said, "Good
, girl."

Just as they were settled in the car, the driver's door opened and a man got in.  As Mia turned to Eric, Striker opened the side back door and got in on her other side.  "This nice man is Daniel and he is going to drive us off the dock and
into town.  Isn't that great?” Striker explained.

Daniel turned and said happily, "Glad to do it."

Mia frowned as she watched Daniel's eyes.  They seemed odd, like there was no one home inside.  She went to ask Striker about it and Eric reached out to grab her hand.  She turned to look at him and he shook his head, silently telling her to keep quiet.

A hard bump made her jerk around and Striker said, "Now we need to get down.  Mia
, you get in the middle.  We will cover you."

It was very cramped as Mia knelt down on the floor of the back seat and the men knelt over her.  Striker took a blanket out of the back and covered them over.  The blanket was black, like the tint in the windows, so it appeared that no one was in the back.  The SUV started and they began to move forward slowly.  Mia held her breath, nervous and scared as to what could happen next.  She felt Striker's hand take hers and then Eric took her other one.  The men were telling her she wasn
’t alone and she felt better.

The SUV made bumping sounds as it went off the dock onto the parking lot of the ferry.  Then they felt the car slow down to a stop.  There was a whirring noise of the front driver's window being lowered and they heard Daniel say, "Can I help you?"

Another voice answered, "We are just checking all cars for stowaways."

"As you can see, it's only me here
,” Daniel said calmly.

There was silence for a couple of seconds and then, "Drive on.  Have a nice day."

"Thank you, you too,” Daniel answered as he put the SUV back into gear.

Daniel drove them into the next town without incident.  Mia was glad it was only fifteen minutes to the town or she feared she would never stand again.  Her legs were beginning to cramp as she lay curled up on the floor.  Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, the car slowed and pulled off to park.

Striker whispered, "Stay still.”  Then he climbed out of the SUV and scanned the area.  He felt no one around them who was a threat and he sent the information to Eric immediately.  He saw Eric sit up in the back with Mia as he thanked Daniel and told him to forget everything.  Then he climbed into the driver's seat and drove out.

"Where are we headed?
” Mia asked.

"We are going to another town where we are meeting a plane that has been sent for us
,” Striker told her.

Mia moaned as she tried to get comfortable on the seat, her legs were trying to cramp again.  She reached out and started to rub them, trying to stop the cramps.  Eric saw she was in pain and grabbed her legs, stretching them across his lap.  He began to use his big, strong hands to massage them and she moaned in delight as the pain began to ease.

"Hey, what are you two doing back there?” Striker's amused voice came from the front.

"It seems our Mia is having some leg cramps.  I am merely helping her loosen them up
,” Eric said mildly, winking at Mia.

Mia giggled at Eric and then moaned again as he started to deep massage her thighs.  This time it wasn't from the pain lessening, it was from how good it felt to have his hands on her.  They felt so good and she didn't want him to stop.  She laid her head back against the seat and closed her eyes.  She was in heaven.

As she laid there thinking, she thought about Daniel and his vacant stare as well as leaving him at the stop they did.  Granted, it was at a small rest stop, but he had no other form of transportation there.  Would someone go and pick him up?  Was he safe there?  Why did he volunteer to drive them?  Just as she opened her eyes to ask Striker some of her questions, she heard Striker yell for them to get down and then another car crashed into them from behind.

Mia screamed as the SUV swerved on the road and Eric grabbed her, shoving her to the floor again.  He quickly covered her with the blanket and told her to stay down.  Then she saw him reach into the back and come back with a gun in his hand.  He handed another gun up front to Striker as they both turned this way and that to see who was coming after them.

"They are coming up on the right side,” Eric warned Striker as they sped along the road.

"Hold on!
” Striker warned as the SUV was hit again, this time on the side.  Again, the car swerved but Striker was able to straighten out.  They were hit two more times on the side and then Striker yelled to Eric, "You need to shoot out their tires, they are not backing off."

Eric put down his window and began to aim at the other car's tires.  He pulled the trigger and the sound was so deafening, Mia quickly covered her ears.  She kept her eyes on Eric the whole time and saw his determination.  Then the window above her head exploded and she couldn't help it, she screamed again.  Eric turned and asked her if she was okay.  As she nodded, there was another 'pop' and Mia saw Eric flinch.

She moved to Eric and he said, "No, stay down, Mia!"

Eric turned again and shot out of the window several times.  Mia heard a screech of tires and then the horrible sound of a crash.  "Got 'em!
” Eric yelled to Striker.

"I don't see anyone else, do y
ou?” Striker asked.

"
No, no one else is behind us,” Eric said as he slumped back on the seat.  Mia looked at Eric and saw that he had a large bloodstain on his left shoulder.  Mia jumped up and reached into the back for a towel.  She had seen a couple of them when they had packed the back.  She pressed the towel into Eric's shoulder and he hissed.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!
” Mia fretted.

Eric had his eyes closed and he opened them to look into hers.  "It's okay, Mia.  I'm okay."

"No you are not.  You have been shot.”  Mia seemed to be pissed off.

"Mia, calm down.  You will upset Eric more.
”  Striker's firm voice came from the front.

Mia seemed to immediately calm down and
kept pressure on Eric's shoulder.  Her eyes filled with tears but she didn't say anything as they continued to drive down the road.  Eric reached out with his good arm and caressed her cheek with his hand.

"I really will be fine just give me a minute
,” Eric told her.

Mia opened her mouth to ask how that would be when she remembered they were wolves and could do that kind of thing.  After a few minutes, Eric put his hand on hers at his shoulder.

"Mia, I need you to let go of the towel now,” Eric said calmly.  When she lowered her hands, Eric removed the bloodied towel and threw it to the floor.  He held up his other hand and it began to glow brightly.  Mia watched fascinated as the blood on Eric's shirt disappeared and she saw the tension in his face disappear as well.  His hand stopped glowing and he slumped back on the seat with his eyes closed.

"Are you okay?
” she asked softly.

Eric held out his good arm and said, "Come cuddle with me."

Reluctantly, Mia sat beside him on the seat and didn't want to lean on him.  Eric wrapped his arm around her and pulled her in close.  "I'm fine, Mia.  Promise,” he said into her ear softly.  "I need to rest now.  Stay with me?"

Mia nodded in agreement and she laid her head on his chest.  She laid there and listened to his heartbeat as his breathing slowed, telling her he fell asleep.  She stayed where she was, trying to calm her nerves from the attack and after when Eric was wounded.  She kept going over it in her mind, the whole day.  Daniel's behavior was still bothering her, then the attack, then Eric and the strange light.  It seemed he could heal himself.

She wondered if he could heal her like he did himself.  She could feel the wetness sliding down her neck behind her ear but didn't want to disturb Eric.  She figured it was a little cut from the flying glass earlier and head wounds always bled badly, she knew that.  Besides, she suddenly felt very tired as well and wanted to close her eyes just for a bit.