STORY EXCERPT

“Did he say when he was going to meet us?” Deluca asked. “Sunset isn’t too far off, and I don’t want to be caught out here after dark.”

Rick agreed. “Garrett said he would find us once we made it here.” Rick didn’t like the idea that the alpha would find them. He already didn’t trust the coyotes.

“We’re wasting time,” Howard, Dorian’s father, said from a few feet away. “Lillian has already been gone long enough. She’s human. I’m not even sure they would take her to the detention center. Since Graham betrayed us, there is no telling where she is.”

“We are a few hours from the detention center in Ohio, Howard. I promise you that as soon as we are done here, we will be heading there. But you know that as soon as we free the changelings, all hell is going to break loose. I would rather have rebels on my side, helping us, than try to handle the guards with just a handful of people. If shit goes south, we are going to need as many people as we can get.”

Rick’s head snapped up. At the same time, Deluca and Brooke pulled their guns from their holsters. Everyone in Rick’s group glanced around.

It seemed the meeting was about to take place with the werecoyotes. Rick just hated that it was so close to sunset. He did not want to be in the Great Smoky Mountains after dark. From his understanding, Garrett had a pretty large pack. If the man decided to turn him in instead of helping Rick, they would be sorely outnumbered. He had wanted to leave the others behind while he met with Garrett, but Deluca had made a point. No one would be safe if they split up.

Rick didn’t like bringing everyone along, but his gut was telling him not to separate, not while they were so close to the detention center.

“Alpha Enrique Marcelo of the Shelton werewolf changeling pack.”

Rick moved closer to Dorian, grabbing his mate’s hand. “Alpha Garrett Simone of the Smoky Mountain werecoyote changeling pack,” Rick replied. He still couldn’t see anyone, but the smell of coyote changelings was so strong it was stifling. Did the man bring his entire pack? Edward, Isabelle, Miguel, Benito, Mason, and Omar, the changelings with Rick, glanced at him. They must be thinking the same thing. Miguel and Benito came down off of the boulder they had been standing on and hurried toward Rick.

Rick thought the juveniles were looking for shelter from the sheer numbers surrounding them, but Rick could see the scowls on their faces. They meant to protect him and Dorian. Both juveniles stood in front of Rick and Dorian, their stance rigid.

Edward grabbed Isabelle and walked over to Mason, the jaguar changeling, and Omar, the werewolf changeling. All four stood together, sniffing the air.

Edward’s and Isabelle’s lives were tied to one another. Rick was very protective of the two. She was also with child. If shit got funky, Rick would die protecting the mated pair.

“There are too many,” Benito warned under his breath. “If they attack, I’m not too sure we can make it out of here.”

“Just stay calm.” Rick laid his free hand on Benito’s shoulder. It not only gave the juvenile comfort, but the touch told Benito that Rick was right there for him.

“You look well,” Garrett called out. “I’m glad to see no harm has befallen you.”

“Are we going to meet face-to-face, or yell through the forest?” Rick asked. He didn’t like the games Garrett was playing. It made Rick feel like prey, and Rick was anything but.

Deluca and Brooke raised their guns as Garrett cleared the trees, walking toward them with a frown on his face. “You have two humans pointing guns at me in my own territory?”

They glanced Rick’s way, and he gave a slight nod. Brooke and Deluca lowered their guns, but didn’t look too pleased about having to do so. Six men followed Garrett, and Rick was just as edgy as the human soldiers. He didn’t like feeling overwhelmed or trapped. There was no way Rick would have thought that Garrett was arrogant enough to bring forces with him. It didn’t make any sense. There were a hell of a lot more men hiding in the trees. Rick could smell them.

They were just supposed to meet, but Garrett was acting as if Rick had come to harm him. He knew dealing with the coyotes was iffy. There was a fifty-fifty chance the man would turn him in. But Rick was looking for as many changelings as he could to help in the rebellion he was leading.

“Better?” Rick asked, still feeling on edge.

“Much,” Garrett replied. “If I wanted any of you harmed, we wouldn’t be talking right now.”

That did not put Rick at ease. If anything, the polite threat made his hackles rise. For one, Rick was a very powerful alpha. He was only rivaled by Sasha Monroe, the wereleopard changeling to the south of Shelton. Rick was so powerful and influential that the government had decided to get rid of him because they knew he would not sit back and allow the changeling species to be destroyed.

Secondly, Rick did not like to be threatened. He was not one to back down from any confrontation. But he gritted his teeth and just stood there. Not because he was outnumbered, but because the people he cared about were outnumbered.

Garrett waved his hand toward the woods, giving Rick a polite smile. He didn’t trust that smile. “We can go back to my domain and discuss this.”

Rick glanced around, looking off into the trees and then gave Garrett a polite smile in return. He could keep up the act just as long as Garrett didn’t try anything. “Why, Garrett? It seems your entire pack is here with you.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“Whatever you want, sugar,” Brooke said as he cupped one of her bountiful breasts and sucked the taut nipple into his eager mouth.

He smiled when the stressed expression vanished from Willow’s face, replaced by a look of pure pleasure. Now that was how he liked his girl to look—relaxed, needy, and falling apart in his arms.

He was still trying to get used to the heightened sense thing, but Brooke learned right away what Willow’s arousal smelled like and he loved it. He wanted to bathe in that scent. It was wild, spicy, and made his mouth water and his dick hard every time he inhaled the fragrance into his lungs.

Brooke sucked at the nipple, teasing it, playing with it. He seemed to be addicted to Willow’s breasts. Every time they were exposed, he was attaching his lips to them.

But Deluca…well, his best friend preferred the slick folds of her pussy. He bragged that the taste was his own personal addiction, but it was Brooke’s turn to taste her sweet nectar. He slid down the bed and pushed himself right between her thick legs.

Brooke glanced up. He loved looking at her while he sucked at her cunt. Loved watching her face, the expressions that flickered across it, the almost painful need that filled her emerald-green eyes.

Willow had the ability to destroy his senses like no other woman had. Just one look, one touch, one smile, and Brooke melted for her. He had found the one woman who could tame him, bring him to his knees, and make him want to be a better man.

He had found Willow. His mate. His wife. His world.

A hot pulse of hunger flared through him at the thought. He could feel the small nub throb between his lips as he sucked it in deeper, rasping his tongue until Willow was clenching her thighs around his head. Brooke smiled, lapped at her cunt a few more times, and then reared back. His hands smoothed over his thick thighs, his fingers playing at the moist, dark-red hair that covered what he knew to be a very pretty pussy.

“Why are you teasing me, Brooke?” Willow whimpered as she thrashed around.

“Oh, sweetheart, you haven’t seen teasing yet.” He plunged his fingers into her wet, hot pussy, gathering the cream and then slid his fingers into her ass. Her hips bucked, her desperate cry escalating as he stared down at her hair fanning the pillow in thick, deep waves.

She was breathtaking.

“Put her on her hands and knees,” Deluca instructed as he moved toward the head of the bed. Brooke kept his fingers buried in her rear end as she rolled over and then pushed her bottom into the air.

“She looks like a cat in heat,” Deluca teased as he got to his knees, grabbed the base of his dick, and tapped the head of his cock on her lips.

“Then I think we should put out her flames,” Brooke replied as he removed his fingers, lubed her back entrance with plenty of spittle, and lined his cock up. He wanted Willow’s ass tonight. He knew his sugar liked anal sex just as much as she loved getting her pussy sucked and fucked.

He had no problem whatsoever giving her anything she needed, but Brooke had to be careful. He was a changeling now. Willow had warned him that changeling sex could become intense, rough, and he would never do anything to hurt the girl he loved.

He laid his hands on her beautiful twin mounds as he continued to ease inside of her. They were so shapely, so perfect…and damn, she was so tight.

“God, I love when you suck my dick,” Deluca said as he ran his hands over Willow’s head. “It feels so damn good.”

Brooke’s thumbs massaged around the hole stretching wide for him. Her muscles were tightening around his cock, and Brooke was trying his best to relax her, relax the muscle. He knew Willow had never had anal sex until him, and he cherished the fact that she would give him something so precious.

As the last few inches of his shaft settled inside of her body, Brooke breathed out slowly. His cock pulsed and throbbed inside of her, but he wasn’t going to rush this. He wanted his time with Willow to last.

He smoothed his hands up her back, grabbing a fistful of hair and tugging at it. Brooke knew it turned her on. She moaned, pressing her ass firmly against his groin.

“I think she is telling you she’s ready to be fucked.” Deluca grinned as he thrust inside her mouth. “Give our girl what she wants, Brooke.”

“I’m trying not to take her roughly, Deluca,” Brooke said between gritted teeth. Willow pulled forward and then slammed back with force.

“I think she wants otherwise,” Deluca said. “Hang on.” He pulled his cock from her lips and then worked his way under Willow as Brooke gritted his teeth, trying to stave off the urge to fuck her within an inch of her life.

He glanced down to see Deluca settle under Willow and then he gave Brooke a nod. Brooke wrapped his arms around Willow and pulled her up and into his arms.

“Let Deluca fuck you,” he whispered into her ear. She nodded as her breathing became labored. “You feel so soft in my arms, sugar.”

Willow’s hands skimmed over Brooke’s arms and then she hooked her arms around Brooke’s neck. “Don’t hold back, Brooke. Don’t be afraid you’ll hurt me. I can take it.”

Deluca groaned as he eased inside Willow’s cunt. His best friend looked as if he was teetering on the edge already.

Brooke growled as he placed his hands on her hips. “You better be telling the truth.”

“Give me all you have,” she begged breathlessly.

“You heard the lady,” Deluca replied.