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Marcus and Flynn got into the SUV and headed to Silent Whispers. “So you going to tell me what the meeting was about?” Flynn asked as he glanced over to his best friend and Alpha. He could see how intense Marcus was when he walked out of the hotel.
“They have narrowed the traitor down to four people in the pack.” Flynn snickered as he gripped the steering wheel. “Well it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that it’s the highest ranking wolves in the pack.” Marcus felt relieved that Flynn knew he would be a suspect.
“I eliminated you and Janet from the list,” Marcus muttered.
“Why did you eliminate us? I mean, if anyone knows every move you make and help you with it…”
“Look, I understand that but I know it isn’t you and Janet didn’t know about two of the properties.”
“That leaves Jon and Orin. Which one would have the most to gain?” Flynn asked.
“That is the question we need to figure out? They know where my daughter is too and when I find out which one it is, I’m going to kill them slowly. Then I am turning over the pack, just so you know.” Flynn glanced over at the Alpha. He could see his hands balled up ready for a fight. He could smell the rage flowing through his veins.
“I know, and I will serve them as I have served you. You need to blow off some steam, my friend. Just remember some of the girls are human and are not used to the ways of the wolf,” Flynn advised softly. He didn’t want to agitate his Alpha any further. He looked back toward the road waiting for his best friend to calm down.
Flynn pulled his vehicle into the parking lot of Silent Whispers. The building used to be an old hotel. Now the building had been renovated to look natural to the everyday human. The hotel was modernized and repaired to look like a private club with a golf course behind it. A tall fence was placed around the golf course where werewolves and other paranormal creatures could run freely at night. Cameras were set up all around the fence in case someone got too close to their secret. They had used magic to block anyone from seeing what was inside the fence. Nobody would even know wolves and bears were running around the golf course.
Flynn loved coming to Silent Whispers in order to partake in the rougher sex he was accustomed too. The girls of the Silent Whispers went there because they knew what they needed. Some of them were werewolves, bear shifters, and vampires. Unfortunately, not enough shifters there who wanted to be submissive, so Silent Whispers, on occasion, let in humans. They knew the game and if they ever told anyone about shifters and vampires then they would be eliminated.
Flynn didn’t want to know if any of the humans tried to tell anyone. The owner never spoke of her business, nor how she got the magic for the fence. The owner was a vampire from France. She was a beautiful woman by the name of Layla Moreau. She had long curly red hair and the biggest breasts that Flynn had ever seen or used. Flynn had been with Layla a few times. He didn’t mind because Layla gave as well as she got. Layla knew how to fuck and fuck hard.
Flynn and Marcus walked into the club and went straight to the bar. This place had everything. If you wanted to watch dancing then you only had to walk to the center of the room and sit down and watch a woman dancing to the music as she took her clothes off. But Marcus wanted to relieve the pressure he had bottled up inside him, and that meant fucking someone’s brains out.
They heard her before they saw her. She almost looked like she was floating on air as she stalked to the bar. “Marcus. It has been a while. We have missed you here.” Layla kissed Marcus on both cheeks then planted a big wet one on his lips.
“Yes, I have sure missed this place.” Marcus laughed. His mate had died a long time ago, and since wolves were very physical, he had to release his outlet somewhere. Camilla hadn't been his true mate, it had been the only thing that had kept him from going feral when she died darting across the rode on her way back from a run. It hadn't mattered how often he warned her about leaving pack lands, but she still continued to do it. They'd mated for companionship, thinking they would never find their true mates and they never had. He had loved Camilla, his regret with her was there were no children of their own. That was why Waverly meant so much too him. The child he had the pleasure to be given, even if not by blood, making her all the more precious to him.
Flynn smiled when the Madame turned and looked at him. “Now you my big boy, I have really missed.” Before Flynn could prepare himself, she grabbed Flynn and kissed him hard and passionately giving everyone in the room a show. Layla nipped his bottom lip, sucking the blood, then licked over it again so it would close.
“Layla, Layla, my sweet Layla,” Flynn muttered.
“Now, baby, we both know I’m not sweet. What can we get for you two Alphas today?” She grabbed both arms of the boys and escorted them to her private table where she carried out all her business.
A blond woman dropped off two beers then left quickly as the owner leaned back in her chair.
“Marcus, I was sorry to hear about Waverly. She was a good girl and a friend to me,” Layla said slowly.
“She’s not dead, Layla.” Marcus growled as he gritted his teeth.
“Forgive me, Marcus. I meant no disrespect, I was hoping she wasn't. I hear so much here and most are rumors. Well, I apologize and pray for her safe return.” This seemed to appease Marcus as he nodded then picked up his beer, taking a long drink.
Chapter Ten
Shit, he was dreaming. Vander knew it but it seemed just so real.
Vander reached her first, and pulled her into his arms and kissed her enthusiastically. Kane stepped behind her, pressed his hard cock against her backside, and began exploring her with his hands.
“I am gonna fuck this tight little ass,” he whispered into her ear and then licked the sensitive area right behind her ear. She shuddered as she thought about taking both of them at the same time, they were her mates, and she wanted them to claim her.
Vander groaned when he felt her wrap her hands around his stiff cock. She teased him, moving slowly while he caressed her nipples. When she stroked him, he reached and rolled her taunt bud between his fingers and then pinched a little.
Kane ran his hands around her and together they teased and pinched her until she could swear she’d have orgasms just from the foreplay. She reached behind her and took Kane's aroused member in her hands, and together she stroked them until they were moaning and warning her to stop.
She grinned and pulled them a little harder, squeezing just enough to let them know she had no desire to stop them from coming.
“Nope, darlin’, you are not in control here,” Kane said as stepped back and led her to the edge of the bath. He leaned down, shut off the water, and then pushed her until she was resting on the side of the tub. Kneeling, he spread her thighs and grinned up at her.
“Now then, I think I need a little snack before we continue. Waverly, I think Vander may need a little something too,” he said and bent his head and licked her from front to back groaning at the sweet taste of her. Vander stepped up, held his cock out to her, and smiled. She knew he wanted her to suck him while Kane ate her pussy. She had never felt so empowered.
Waverly smiled as she leaned forward and swept her tongue up the length of him then stopped at the tip to lick the pre-cum that had come out of the little slit. She smiled when Vander threw his head back and then thrust his cock a little closer, begging her to take it in her mouth. She obliged and took the head of his thick cock into her mouth. Slowly lowering her head, she managed to take in all of him. She swallowed and then grinned around his cock when Vander reached and grabbed her hair.
Kane circled her clit, and then when she was thinking about Vander and the control she had with him, he sucked her small nub into his mouth and she screamed around Vander’s cock. He continued to roll it over his tongue and the roof of his mouth until she thought she would go mad. She felt him slide his hand up and tenderly feel her anus opening. She felt the wetness flow from her at the thought them taking her at the
same time.
Waverly leaned back a little more so both of the men could have access to her. She was drowning in the sensations that were sweeping over her. Vander pulled his cock from her mouth and smiled. “Kane, I think our mate is wanting a little more from us.”
Kane sat up on his heels and smiled at Vander. “I do believe you are correct.”
Waverly frowned at her mates because they had stopped what had been leading to a very nice release. Nevertheless, when Vander drew her up into his arms, and then lifted her so she had to wrap her legs around his waist, she grinned. They fit perfect together.
Vander slipped into her wet and ready opening, while Kane used the advantage of having her spread to prepare her ass so he could take her there. Soon, Waverly was groaning all over again as Vander lowered and raised her on his shaft.
“Ready?” Kane said and then she felt him push the head of his cock into her small puckered hole that he had just stretched. The feeling of fullness enveloped her and she leaned back so she was against Kane's chest.
The men moved slowly, one pulling out of her while the other pushed in. This dance lasted for a few strokes, and Waverly yelled at them to move quicker. They were trying to drive her crazy with the slow movements.
Vander laughed at her and then gripped Kane's waist around her. Waverly bounced between them as they both increased the pace and allowed her a little more movement.
Waverly felt Vander’s and Kane's hot breaths against her neck, she tilted her head enough to give both of them access, and then she waited for her men to claim her. It didn’t take long, first Kane and then Vander latched on to her neck and she exploded around them.
It took several moments before they came back to their senses. “Shit, you two are going to kill me,” she muttered breathlessly against Vander’s throat.
The scene switched so fast, Vander and Kane were both stunned and unable to react. If they could, they would have called out to each other.
Waverly struggled with the rope that held her naked body to the table as they cut into her stomach again. He could see a man’s finger pointed at how the wound closed and then pointed to her wrist and cut it open allowing the blood to flow. Buckets were down on the floor allowing the blood to flow into them. Her dark rich blood flowed as the man held open her wound so it couldn’t close back to quickly. Vander could tell her body was dying when she stopped struggling as much. Vander tried to reach out and help her but they continued to cut her again allowing her blood to flow in the buckets. He opened his mouth to scream but nothing came out. He could see the anger in her eyes to fight to live but nobody cared as they continued to cut her open and drain her blood.
Vander jerked awake struggling to breathe. He gasped for air as he tried to sit upright in the bed. Kane rushed into the room going to the side of the bed where Vander was gasping for air.
“It’s okay. Just breathe, I was there too, it was intense,” Kane whispered as he pushed the hair away from Vander’s forehead. Kane only knew that his mate was hurting and he needed to touch him to make sure he was okay. “Look in my eyes, Vander, and breathe.”
Vander swallowed deeply and watched Kane breathe in and out. His breathing started to level out as he allowed Kane to lean him back onto the bed. “Waverly,” he whispered and looked Kane in the eyes.
The man’s eyes glowed as he realized that Vander had been having a nightmare about their mate. “What did you see?”
“It started so good, did you feel it? Our connection? Man, it was like nothing I have ever felt before. Then suddenly I could see her, she was being tortured, God, cutting her and then laughing. Who are these sick fucks?” Vander said and closed his eyes. It had been a dream, and nightmare, but it seemed so real too. He wondered how Jewel handled her visions, hell, he was ready to kill someone just from seeing what he knew had to be a dream. He could only imagine the anger Jewel felt when she saw someone helpless and unable to get to them.
“I felt it too, but it was so fast, I couldn’t actually talk to her, the vision she projected was so strong,” Kane murmured. “She is protecting us from her pain, trying to give us good things to think about, because we are connected. We will find her.”
Vander shivered at his words, he sounded so confident, more than what Vander was. He had seen so many cases not work out like people wanted, he had been on the other side of the door when he had to tell people their loved ones were dead. Now it was him, and he wasn’t sure how the hell to handle it. Focusing on Kane again, Vander was going to tell the man he was fine now, but he saw the look in his eyes and he sucked in a breath.
Kane continued to caress Vander’s face and hair while he calmed down. Vander couldn’t help but get hard as Kane caressed him. He didn’t understand what made him do it but he grabbed one of Kane’s hands, opened it up, and kissed his palm. Then he placed Kane’s hand on his chest. Vander watched as Kane’s boxer shorts tented.
Kane used his hand to caress Vander’s chest and stomach area then waited for Vander to tell him to stop, but nothing was said. There was a period of silence when Kane’s hand went further, grazing Vander’s fully erect penis. He never grabbed it but continued to caress his chest and stomach area then slightly touch the side of his manhood as he continued to caress.
Kane didn’t speak as his hand got closer and closer to grabbing his cock. Vander watched with fire in his eyes. He wanted Kane but he didn’t know if he could do this. He didn’t want to lead Kane on, but the caressing was overriding his brain as the need became too strong. Vander inhaled Kane’s musky scent that smelled so good.
Kane could see the lust in Vander’s eyes as his fingers touched the side of Vander’s cock. Vander inhaled sharply and closed his eyes. The moan gave Kane the nerve to continue with his caressing. Kane reached out, grabbed Van’s cock, and stroked it up and down. He turned his body around so he could grip it better. The stroking became too much as Vander jerked upward. Kane got down on the floor beside the bed and leaned over and licked Vander’s cock. Vander’s eyes shot open as surprise flared in his eyes. The effort of stopping him proved impossible.
Kane felt triumph as he sucked Vander deep. Greedily, Kane sucked Vander as he gasped and moaned from the wonderful feeling.
Vander’s voice cracked as he tried to speak. “Tha…feels so goo…d.”
As Kane sucked harder with the praise, Vander grabbed the back of Kane’s neck pushing downward as he pushed his hips upward. Kane couldn’t contain the way he felt about Vander. He loved that he could finally touch him and give him some pleasure. As Kane sucked, he could tell Vander was very close to coming.
Vander tried to pull Kane’s head away but he continued to suck the pulse right out of him. “I’m coming, Kane. Let go…” Kane sucked harder as he heard the satisfied groan first then the sweet milky taste of his mate flowing across his tongue. Greedily, Kane took every last drop then kissed the end of his cock as he looked up at his mate’s face.
Vander had the sweetest look on his face as his eyes closed. The release he received made exhausted him. His body had no more to give at the moment. Kane could see the stress lines leave his face as his body relaxed. Kane stood to leave when Vander grabbed his hand. His dark eyes pierced through him. “Stay,” was all he said as his eyes closed again. Kane went around to the other side of the bed and got under the covers. He didn’t want to take advantage of the situation so Kane got close enough to Vander but didn’t touch him.
He smiled as he heard Vander snoring. Kane closed his eyes and was about to fall off into a happy sleep when he felt Vander moving. When he opened his eyes, Vander was turned toward him. Vander reached out and grabbed Kane’s hand bringing it to his chest letting it lay on him. Vander had reached out to him in his sleep.
This would have been perfect if they only had Waverly here. Kane hoped the dream was just that, a dream. They needed more time to find her. Pleasing Vander and taking away some of his stress was needed, Vander needed to be at best to find their mate in time. Kane wouldn't accept any
other option.
Waverly face was the last image Kane brought up in his mind, he exhaled a deep breath then fell asleep with one mate, while praying to the fates to save the other.
Chapter Eleven
Vander jerked awake as his cell phone started ringing. He looked around trying to figure out where he was when he remembered he was at Kane’s condo. “Detective Collins,” Vander muttered in the phone. His voice was husky from sleep.
“Vander, they found her,” Jewel whispered.
Vander sat straight up in the bed. They had found Waverly. He knew it. “Is she dead?” he asked quietly.
“Barely alive, but she is a feral wolf and won’t let anyone near her. I know you don’t think you are her mate but you have to try, Vander, see if you can get her to calm down and change back so they can get her to the shifter hospital,” Jewel advised.
“Where?” Vander asked quickly.
“Johnson Field Road at the dump site.”
“I will be there in twenty minutes.” Vander didn’t even say good-bye he just hung the phone up, went to the bathroom, splashed some water on his face, and grabbed his clothes and started to walk out the door when he saw the note laying on the table. Vander had almost forgotten about Kane.
“I’ve gone to the market down the street for breakfast. Be back in a few minutes.”
Fuck, Vander thought and pulled out his phone.
“Kane, they found Waverly, where are you?” Vander said into the phone.
“Down the street, I will meet you at the car,” Kane said quickly and Vander felt a sense of peace once again flow over him. He was not alone.
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