He ran the last few minutes through his head and realized that he hadn’t said that aloud. She’d read his thoughts and wanted him to take her, sink his cock into her. It was too much. The beast within clawed at him, trying to surface and lay claim to what it believed was rightfully his--Melissa.
Roi’s mouth burned as he fought back the change. His incisors cut through his tongue and he loosened his hold on Missy. She reached for him, but his shook his head.
“No,” he said in a gruff voice.
Running her hands over his hip, Missy grabbed hold of his cock and he jerked, afraid he’d come all over her stomach. The wolf within him made another attempt to break free. He feared what it would do to Missy if he let it out. Never before had it wanted anything more than to sate itself vicariously through Roi’s sexual escapades. Now, it wanted free to fuck, to claim, to possibly kill.
Terrified of harming Missy, he attempted to slide away from her. With lightning fast speed, she moved up and over him. Had he not been supernatural, he’d have never even seen her move. Now, as she straddled his waist, he dug his fingers into the sheets to keep from pulling her onto his cock. Her wet core pressed against his abdomen and he growled out as he fought to keep the wolf at bay.
Missy’s eyes narrowed and Roi watched as they swirled from brown to ice blue, then back again. Leaning down, she kissed his collarbone, driving him mad with lust.
“Off! Get off, Missy!”
Her eyes swirled to blue again and she lifted her hips, ever so slightly. Positioning herself over his cock, she tried to ram herself down on him. Roi grabbed hold of her hips and stopped her momentum, leaving her only taking the very tip of him into her pussy. Still, it was enough to give him a taste of her wet, hot, tight channel and he wanted more--so did the wolf.
Not now, boy, not until it’s safe.
Afraid of hurting her, Roi pushed Missy to the side gently and rolled away from her. Missy lay there staring up at him with swirling ice-blue eyes. She cupped her caramel colored breasts and he watched with bated breath as her dark nipples hardened.
“Missy, please,” he begged softly, moving towards her slowly, unable to hold back.
The second she ran her hand down her smooth stomach towards her sex, Roi whimpered. He wanted to be the one doing that. Missy cupped her mound, opening her legs slowly, affording him a view of her pussy. His entire body shook with the need to be in her.
Missy ran her delicate fingers down, parting her velvety folds, making his chest tight and his cock painful. “You’ve done nothing but try to get in my pants since the moment I met you, and look,” she ran her other hand down her flat stomach and cupped her mound with it, “there’s no pants to get in your way now.” Her voice sounded different, deeper, sultrier.
Something was wrong. The smell of the cat shifter was back and in full force. Missy wasn’t in control of herself and if Roi’s cock had a say in the matter, he’d be just as far gone soon enough.
Roi dropped to the floor and grabbed his cell phone out of his jean pocket. Frantically, he pushed the button for Green.
“Green here.”
Relief flooded through him. “What did Missy’s blood tests show?”
“Roi? Why, what’s going on?”
Missy slinked down onto the floor next to him and crawled to a stop before him. Grabbing hold of his cock, she flickered her tongue out and over it, causing him to moan and clutch the cell phone hard enough to destroy it. How it stayed in one piece was a mystery to him.
“Roi, you okay?”
“Yes … no! I’m not okay!” Roi grabbed hold of Missy’s long hair lightly in an attempt to keep her from going down on him. Never in his life had he actually prevented a woman from sucking him off. Now, the one woman in the world that he wanted most was willing to do so and he had to tell her no. “Shit, Green, help me out here. What did Missy’s tests reveal?”
“The samples of fluid that I managed to get from her neck revealed large traces of hormones, also some agent that I haven’t, as of yet, been able to identity. My preliminary analysis indicates that it may be a hormonal stimulant of sorts. I won’t know for certain until I’ve crossed referenced it to a sample of…”
“In English, Green!”
Missy ran her tongue over the head of his penis as she moaned. “Please, Roi, please let me have it. Let me taste it, taste you.”
He wanted to give it to her every friggin’ way imaginable, but he couldn’t, not yet anyway. Her safety came first.
“Green!”
“Oh, yes, sorry. If my calculations … excuse me, if I’m correct then they didn’t inject her with any shifter DNA, it was strictly hormones meant to stimulate the reproductive cycle.”
Roi thought about what Green was saying. No DNA, but that didn’t make any sense. “Check again, I’m looking at her right now and trust me--she’s got were in her.”
“Roi, I think I know what I’m talking about. There are no traces of DNA in the fluid she was given. Her blood work isn’t back yet, but I can tell you that they didn’t put the DNA in her. It was already there. And I examined the ‘flashlight from hell’ as you like to call it. It’s some sort of ultra-violet generator. The amount of light it generates in a concentrated area would have indeed damaged our retinas. It’s left no lasting damage on her, indicating that she’s supernatural.”
“Are you saying that she had shifter DNA in her to begin with?”
“I’m just pointing out that they did not inject her with it. You’re the one telling me that she is indeed a shifter. Since she was on Parker’s list of targets he turned over to Krauss you be the judge.”
It hit Roi then. His stomach dropped. “Oh God, she was one of the children the experiments were done on.”
“Hey, heads up though, the Colonel’s looking into her. He’s suspicious as to how she knows so much about the other side. We’ve been watching them for decades, Roi and this little thing whips in and knows about their newest form of weapons. Worse yet, she wasn’t phased by the fact that the I-Ops existed. The Colonel’s not, as of yet, ordered Lukian to bring her back in but if he does, I don’t think you’ll like what the government’s team of investigators does to her. My gut tells me that the Colonel is keeping a lid on the development but we all know what lengths they’ll go to in order to protect the program.”
“Green, she’s on our side. She’s with PSI. I told you that. She’s the one who collected the information on Parker and Krauss’ experiments. Call the Director and ask him about her.”
Green sighed. “Lukian is trying to get in touch with him. It’s a bit like getting a hold of the President. You know he’s in but hundreds of people stand between you and him.”
Roi’s gut clenched. The idea that his side, the side that he’d devoted his life to aiding, could possibly turn on his mate was too much. “I won’t let them have her, Green.”
“Do you think I’d have brought it up if I thought you would? I know that Lukian would never take her from you, Roi but they have other people to ask if they need them. Stay alert.”
Missy sucked hard, yanking the tip of his cock further into her mouth. Roi’s arms strained to keep her at bay. He was a lycan and extremely powerful, the fact that tiny Missy was gaining on him scared the hell out him.
“Hold on, the tests are complete … snow leopard, tiger, panther--she’s carrying almost every strand of large feline DNA out there. They’re all in small enough does that I don’t think she can actually shift form. There’s more.” Green took a deep breath in. “Her panther DNA, upon initial examination, appears to be the same as mine, Roi. I was attacked, not introduced to the DNA on purpose, neither were the other scientists there.”
Roi’s heart beat wildly as he tried to both keep Missy from sucking him off and pay attention to Green. With the prospects of the woman of his dreams having her mouth wrapped around his cock, it was a bit hard to put his full concentration on Green’s endless ramblings. If Missy’s life didn’t depend on it, Roi would have hung up on
Green already.
“Roi, she’s got some traces of Fey and vampire in her as well. The Fey is almost as strong as the tiger in her. It’s odd though. It’s acting as a coating agent. I’ll need to look into this more. One more thing, off the topic of your mate.”
“What?” Roi couldn’t hold Missy off much longer.
“I ran a study on that arm you sliced off one of the attackers. It has wolf DNA, tiger DNA, and I’m picking up traces of vampire.”
“How the hell is this possible? I thought that Peren was the only person we knew with multiple … oh you don’t think that some of the men who attacked us were also from Parker’s experiments do you? Fuck, they made Missy into a multiple carrier over twenty years ago.” A sickening thought hit him. ”Does she have any of Parker’s DNA in her? You know his attack on Peren is what assured she could mate with Lukian.”
Missy licked her way down the side of his shaft. His balls tightened and for a second he thought he might actually shoot come out and onto her. While that sounded good, he needed to sort this out with Green first.
“Roi,” Missy whispered as she tried even harder to break free of his grasp while she went at his cock.
“No, I’m not seeing any traces of it. And don’t panic. If you’re sure she’s your mate, then she is, Roi. Though, it would explain why she gives you so much hell. She’s a cat and you’re a dog.” The laugh that came from Green shocked Roi.
Missy grabbed hold of his sac, a bit rougher than he’d have liked, and began massaging his balls as she continued to lick his shaft.
“Can I come in her?” Roi asked quickly.
“What?”
“Damn it, Green, it’s a simple question. Can I fuck her and come in her? A yes or no answer will suffice.”
“I … well … she is, I mean has always been a shifter so yes. I think so.”
“You think so, what the hell does that mean?”
Green sighed. “It means just what I said, Roi. I’m not sure what will happen if you mix your DNA with hers. I’ve never had a chance to experiment on it … that’s it! I know why they injected her with a hormone. And Peren told me that she was drawn to Missy from the moment she met her, as were you. You both sensed that she was supernatural as well. She’s on the list of targets to be retrieved from the Asian experiments. The fact that they’d dope her up with an injection and then want to take her with them says that they needed to kick start it.”
“Kick-start what, her ability to shift? But I thought you…?” Roi asked, grabbing hold of Missy’s shoulders and pinning her quickly to the ground. Being on top of her didn’t help matters any, his cock still wanted to explode and the wolf within still wanted to mark her.
“No, not just that, if the only thing they wanted to try to make her shift, they’d have injected more of one of the strands of DNA she carries into her. For some reason they wanted to make the supernatural side of her kick … Roi, is she exhibiting abnormally high signs of sexual behavior?”
Glancing down, he surveyed their situation. Missy had already tried to impale herself with his cock, suck his dick and was now moaning beneath him as she bucked her hips against him. Considering that two weeks ago, during their first safe house experience, she’d made him sleep on the hallway floor instead of near her, it was safe to assume that she was indeed exhibiting odd sexual behavior. “Yeah, you could say that.”
“They want to breed her,” Green said flatly.
“They want to what?”
“Breed her. That’s why they wanted to take her with them. They used human women during the first round of tests and managed to have a success rate. It stands to reason that they’d want to use the females born from the first experiments to attempt to create an even more powerful race of shifters. That explains the hormone being one that increases sexual responsiveness in the shifter side of her. Missy is clearly highly sexual already. She naturally oozes it, the same as Peren and Melanie. They each have natural barriers. Missy, in control, can say no and determine who and what she gives her body to. Under normal circumstances, her shifter side would only kick up her sexual urges around her mate. Add a stimulant so powerful that it’s bringing all strands of her DNA to the point they need to mate and…”
“They want to inject her with different sperm and knock her up?”
Green let out a shaky laugh that sounded anything but humorous. “I don’t think that would work. You see, Missy will be crazy, and I do mean the word in the clinical sense if they continue to inject her with the hormones needed to keep her various strands of DNA in heat, without actually giving her sexual release.”
Missy clawed at the back of his arms and pushed her hips up at him. He groaned as he held her in place.
“So, they’d let her go nuts? They’d be lucky to get one child out of her that way.”
Green was silent for a moment. “Or, they could intend on having her conceive the old fashioned way, and in doing so, she would be able to continue to produce the number of offspring they require without fighting them.”
Roi growled out and his hands began to tingle. If he didn’t calm down, he’s shift on top of Missy. “They were going to rape her?”
“My guess is, if they manage to capture her, they’ll still try. Missy in her normal state of mind would never offer herself to them willingly. From what you told me, she stood by your side and protected you from being hurt. She didn’t run and leap into their arms. She will until she comes down off the injection. Keep her close to you. And keep other males away right now. Mated ones will be immune to her lure. I’m not sure about unmated ones.”
Green really wasn’t helping Roi’s little problem of keeping his temper in check. For a man who went out of his way to supply him with soothing sound CD’s to calm his anger issues, he was doing a bang-up job of infuriating him to the point Roi wanted to kill anything and everything in his path to the bastard who ordered this be done to his mate. “They attacked us on our home turf. That meant they were following us. And if they had enough balls to try to take her when they knew damn well the rest of the team was there to come to my aid, they want her bad.”
Another thought hit him. “Peren needs to tell Melanie to be careful. Better yet, have Peren go to Eadan, Melanie’s brother. When I first met him I didn’t understand how he was holding his own with me. I get it now. You told me that Melanie has a decent amount of Fey blood in her. It stands to reason he does too.”
Looking down at Missy, Roi played Green’s words about the Fey DNA coating her, protectively. His gut tightened. “Have Peren get to Melanie’s brother fast. He needs to be on guard, in the event they’ve caught onto what his sister is. And he … umm … he should be told about Missy. He’s some sort of handler for her.”
“Understood.” Green was quiet for a moment. “But are you sure he can protect Melanie?”
Roi could sympathize with Green’s concern. Melanie was Green’s now. The minute Lance passed away that left his ‘brother’ to fill his place with his mate--a mate that Roi knew Green had wanted from the moment he laid eyes on her. “Green, I think he’s been protecting Missy.”
“What do you mean?”
Roi swallowed hard. “The coating of Fey DNA in Missy, could that come from having sex with a Fey?”
Please say no.
“No, not from just having sex.”
Thank you, God.
“But, Roi, if he’s anything like us and his semen is able to form bonds then yes, if he ejaculated in her and bonded with her at the same time then yes, I believe it could be possible. We’re not normal and we sure the hell aren’t human anymore. Anything is possible.”
Roi’s stomach twisted into a knot. “If that happened … they would … umm, they would be married in the eyes of our people.”
“Yes, but if he’s not her true mate, Roi, then the marriage is breakable. And we don’t know for certain that is how the Fey DNA was introduced to her. He may have shared his blood with her at some point.”
“Yeah,” Roi said
softly, praying that was the case. “I need to keep Missy out of harm’s way until they lose interest in her.”
Green snorted. “They won’t stop until they have her, Roi. Can you even imagine the time and money they put into creating her?”
“They’ll never have her! She’s my mate and I’m not fucking letting anyone else touch her, ever.”
“I understand,” Green said softly. “But, you should know that even if you do mark her, they’ll probably still keep trying.”
Roi aligned his hips with Missy’s and she wrapped her legs around his waist eagerly. “What if I beat them to it? What I impregnated her?” At first, he couldn’t believe his own ears but the more he thought about it, the more he was willing to do just that.
“Excuse me, sir, but could you put Geoffroi Majors back on the phone? You know, the man that wears two condoms while he’s with one of his endless stream of women? The one who can’t commit for an entire night let alone a lifetime? The one who is so selfish and full of himself that the idea of him having a child and a wife to care for is almost laughable.”
He deserved everything Green was saying about him. That was exactly how he’d always been. Missy changed that. “Green, I…”
“Roi, it needed to be said. It was best it come from me before the rest of the men start in. You would have killed Wilson the second the comment came out of his mouth. I’m not sensing any anger in you now.”
“I want her safe and I want her with me,” Roi whispered. The very idea of one of them touching Missy, hurting her, ate away at Roi, beating down his ability to control the beast he’d carried for so long.
“Do you think a child mixed with royal lycan DNA and all that she carries would be any less appealing to them? It seems to me that may be exactly what they’re looking for.”
“She’s mine!” he shouted, slamming his cell phone shut and throwing it across the room.
Roi wanted to sink his cock into Missy then and there, forever cementing their bond, but he didn’t. He held back. Looking into her eyes, he watched as they swirled back to their normal brown. “Missy doll?”
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