Sin Series Stand-alone Novels Bundle: Endurance, Unintended, and Redemption

by Georgia Cates

  He moves in and out, and I arch my back, tilting my bum upward until we find the perfect angle. I’m shocked by how incredible he feels in this position. “Ohhh… Kieran.”

  “I love hearing you say my name.” He grasps my hips and squeezes, his fingertips digging into my flesh, and he uses that grip to move me on and off his cock faster. “And I love watching myself slide in and out of you.”

  He picks up the pace, and his legs, hips, and balls slam against my bum and thighs, making a loud slapping noise each time our bodies meet. “You hear that? That’s what some good fucking sounds like.”

  Deep. Penetration. I understand the meaning of those two words on a whole new level now. “This feels so different.” So good. I wasn’t sure I would like it this way, but I do.

  “I’m about to come.” Kieran groans and reaches around my body. He loops his arm around my waist, pulling me hard against his body when he drives into me one last time. Balls deep. “Ohhh… fuck, Westlyn.” He lies on me, his front against my back, and pins me against the bed so I can’t move.

  He stills and his mouth is next to my ear. “No one is ever going to take you away from me. Ever. I’ll kill anyone who tries.” I turn my face toward his and he leans forward, kissing the corner of my mouth roughly. “Oh fuck, I think I may be obsessed with you. The thought of losing you makes me insane.”

  “I’m yours, Kieran, and not because of an arrangement between our brotherhoods. I freely choose to be yours… and that can never be undone. Not by anyone.”

  Chapter 16

  Westlyn Breckenridge

  I told Kieran I could go on my own to visit Mitch; it’s completely safe, but he refuses to let me go without him. He’s just as protective of me as Sin is of Bleu. I guess some women wouldn’t like the possessiveness, but not me. I love that he’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep me safe. His drive makes him an alpha, and that’s a huge turn-on. A weak man would never do it for me.

  He’s a strong man who takes what he wants. And he wanted me. There’s nothing any sexier in my eyes.

  Mitch comes around his desk to hug me when Kieran and I enter his office. “Wes… what a nice surprise.”

  “I’m sorry to bother you. I know you must be busy, but we won’t stay long.”

  “It’s fine, but I’m curious about why you’re here.”

  “I have an idea I’d like to discuss with you, but first I want to know what you thought of Shaw.”

  Mitch beams. I’ve never seen him smile bigger. “I think she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I look forward to…” Mitch looks at Kieran and then back at me. “Coming to know her.” He isn’t fooling Kieran or me. We both know what he means is that he looks forward to claiming her. Knowing her as his wife.

  “Shaw thinks you’re handsome, which is a good start.”

  “Lennox didn’t come out and say it, but based upon her absence at the treaty meeting, I strongly suspect that she doesn’t want to marry me.”

  “She didn’t, but her feelings have changed since meeting you.” I see relief on Mitch’s face. “She isn’t going to come to you though.”

  He chuckles. “I never thought she would, but I had to give her the opportunity.”

  “She wants to be taken.”

  “That’s good to know because I’m coming for her Sunday. And I told her as much.” Mitch looks at Kieran. “I assume there will be no problem with that since I’m certain that you want to keep Westlyn.”

  I understand that Mitch’s words aren’t intended to be a challenge, but I don’t think Kieran will feel the same. He’s so hypersensitive about my being taken away from him.

  “Regardless of your situation with Shaw, Westlyn stays with me. Always. I’ll never give her up.”

  I place my hand on Kieran’s leg and squeeze it to calm him. “There isn’t going to be a problem. Shaw is planning to go with you, but I have an idea.”

  “About what?”

  “She thinks it’s romantic to be taken. Stolen. I was thinking that perhaps you do it before Sunday since she won’t be expecting it. And I think she’ll love that you couldn’t wait any longer to have her.”

  Mitch props his elbow on the armrest of his chair and rubs his hand back and forth over his chin—he always does that when he’s contemplating. “This would be all right with you and Lennox? I wouldn’t want to do anything to cause problems in the treaty agreement.”

  Kieran places his hand on top of mine. “Westlyn thinks it’s a good idea, and I’m inclined to agree. My parents do as well. And they’re ready to make good on their portion of the treaty agreement.”

  Now for the rest of the plan. “Ellison’s inception ceremony is in a few days, and there’s going to be a party at Duncan’s afterward. I think it’s the perfect opportunity for you to take her.”

  “I certainly don’t want to wait if I don’t have to, so I like this idea.”

  I knew I wouldn’t have to twist Mitch’s arm. “Your condo isn’t very romantic, and people are always coming and going. I think you should take her somewhere secluded.”

  “You’ve already chosen a place, haven’t you?”

  Mitch knows me well. “I have, and it’s very private. The perfect place to get to know one another without interruptions.” From my own experience, I’ve learned that interruptions aren’t great.

  “I say let’s book it.”

  It’s official. Ellison MacAllister is one of us. It wasn’t without pain and agony on my brother’s part. He still wears the proof of everything he endured for her, but Jamie has his mate. The woman he loved but thought he didn’t deserve is finally his.

  Duncan’s is packed with Fellowship members and the Hendrys present to represent The Order. Our treaty is new, but I’m at ease just knowing that it’s in place. Not that I fully trust the treaty to make the monsters of The Order behave. I have more trust that Kieran’s sniping rampages have convinced them to think twice about violating the treaty or committing treason.

  Kieran wraps his arms around me from behind, and I lean into him. He presses his mouth to my ear and whispers all the things he wants to do to me when we get home. He’s putting our physical connection on display for all to see, and that makes me even crazier for him.

  I’m falling in love with Kieran. It happens a little more every day. I wonder if people can see that when they look at me and the way I melt against him.

  My heart is in this, but his is not. Kieran isn’t falling in love with me. He’s in lust with me. His body craves mine. Big difference. But I’ll take it for now. There’s always room for love to grow.

  “Speech, speech, speech,” the crowd chants and Jamie takes Ellison’s hand to lead her onto the stage.

  Ellison speaks first. “I would like to start by thanking you for coming out tonight to celebrate my inception as a Fellowship member. I’m incredibly grateful for and overwhelmed by your acceptance. I look forward to getting to know you.”

  Everyone cheers when she finishes, and my brother steps forward to take the spotlight. “There was a lot of interest in claiming Ellison. I feel it’s necessary to make it clear where she and I stand so there’s no confusion. I claimed her eleven days ago. I underwent endurance in her place three days later, hence the reason I’m limping and look like I’ve been hit by a train. She is mine. We have notified the district registrar of our intent to marry, and she will become my wife in eighteen days. But I left off one very important detail. I never properly asked her to be my wife.”

  Oh my God. He’s going to properly propose, here, in front of everyone.

  He drops to one knee, and Ellison covers her mouth with her hands. “Jamie.”

  He removes a black velvet box from the inner pocket of his jacket and cracks it open. “Ellison Brooke MacAllister. We started out as acquaintances and then friends. I felt the change happening—the one where I was falling in love with you. It was a deep, profound, true love, but I tried to fight it. Deny it. I thought I wasn’t the right man for you. I was wrong. Ou
r love was inevitable. Totally and utterly beyond our control. It knew what we needed before I did. I love you, Ellison. I want to be your husband. I want to be the father of your children. Will you marry me?”

  My brother just told Ellison that he loves her in front of the entire brotherhood. I’m thrilled for them, ecstatic, but I envy the hell out of them. I want that—a man who will profess his love for me in front of his entire brotherhood.

  Her smile says everything before the words come. “Yes. I will marry you.”

  He slides the ring on her finger and brings it to his mouth for a kiss. He lowers his voice and says something I can’t hear. But I don’t need to. I already know what he’s saying to her. And I know what she’s saying to him.

  “What did they just say to each other?”

  “Into me, you see.”

  “Is that significant?”

  “Those are the most significant words one can ever speak to another. They’re the definition of true intimacy, the words shared between Fellowship members when they want to express how greatly they love each other. You get to say those words to one person during your entire lifetime.”

  “It’s the Fellowship version of mo chroí.”

  “I guess it’s similar.”

  “I think it’s the same. Mo chroí is only said during the claiming and when you express your affection to your mate. I only have one heart and if you are it, no other woman can ever be my heart. Therefore, I can never say mo chroí to any other woman.”

  I hadn’t realized that the meaning behind mo chroí was so similar to into me, you see. I’m the only woman in Kieran’s heart. I don’t doubt that, but I’m not his whole heart… yet. But I’m going to be one day though.

  Mitch gains my attention before walking out the front door. Our cue. He will be waiting at the back door to grab Shaw. It’s my job to lure her there. “Okay, Mitch just walked out.”

  “I hope this doesn’t backfire in our faces.” Kieran still has concerns about Shaw’s reaction.

  “I wouldn’t dare to play a part in this plan if she hadn’t confessed her instant attraction to Mitch or her desire to be taken. Stop worrying, big brother. Your sister is going to be a very happy woman.” Just like I was. Just like I am.

  “I trust your judgment.”

  Shaw is suddenly wearing a frown, and I think her eyes may even be glassy. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

  “Mitch left. He didn’t even talk to me.”

  She’s disappointed. That’s a good sign. “I thought he was interested when we spoke a few days ago. He couldn’t stop looking at me or touching my hand. Was I wrong? Is that not a sign of interest?”

  “I don’t think you were wrong. Mitch is on the council; he’s important. Probably just had to step out to handle some Fellowship duties. I wouldn’t worry if I were you. He’s already told you that he’s coming for you on Sunday.” I loop my arm through hers. “Let’s go to the stockroom and sneak a drink away from everyone else. I know where they keep the good stuff.”

  “Lead the way.” My arm is still looped through hers as we walk to the back of the pub. “Your brother really loves Ellison. It’s crystal clear.”

  “He does, with all of his heart.”

  “That’s what I wanted. What I was fighting so hard for. To be with a man who loves me with all of his heart.” I hear sadness in Shaw’s voice. Regret.

  “You can have that with Mitch. Maybe not today, but it can happen.”

  “We didn’t choose each other.”

  “Kieran and I didn’t choose each other either, but I already feel things happening between us.”

  “My brother is different with you. Softer. Not the jackass he usually is with a woman, and I can’t believe it. I didn’t think it was possible, but things are working out between you. I see it happening right before my eyes.”

  I release Shaw’s arm and open the back door.

  “They keep the good stuff out here?”

  Mitch comes out of the shadow and pulls Shaw against him, his arm around her lower back. “Yes, the best stuff.” His mouth comes down on hers before she can protest. She struggles against him for a moment and then gives in, her hands diving into the back of his hair.

  I think I should leave.

  Mitch stops kissing her and grasps her chin. “I’m here to take what’s mine, and you’re not going to tell me that I can’t. I’ve decided I want you now, and I’m not waiting anymore.” He hoists Shaw over his shoulder and carries her toward the black sedan waiting behind Duncan’s. She lifts her head and looks at me, smiling, and I know this was the right decision.

  My plan is a success. “Have fun.”

  I’m on my way back into the pub when I run into Lorna and Bleu in the hallway. It’s evident that Lorna’s been crying. “Hey, what’s going on?” Bleu motions for me to follow them into the stockroom. “Did Leith do something to her?” I will kill him if he has said something stupid like last time.

  “He hasn’t done anything. I’m just upset because I haven’t been back to Duncan’s since that day.”

  That day. We all know that day refers to when Leith humiliated Lorna and broke her heart. That was over a year ago, and she’s still suffering. But Leith is too… which serves him right for everything he’s done to my friend.

  “Do you need to go?”

  “Ellison has become one of my best friends. I hate to not be here to celebrate her inception, but this place still hurts. Seeing him still hurts. I don’t think I can stay.”

  “If you can’t, you can’t. Ellison will understand. We all will.” This place holds a lot of good memories and a lot of terrible ones.

  Bleu wipes the falling tears from Lorna’s face. “I can call Sterling to come by and take you home.”

  Lorna shakes her head. “Thanks, but I drove my car.”

  I wrap my arms around my friend and caress her hair. I feel terrible for her and maybe a little guilty for not checking in on her lately. “I’m so sorry you’re hurting, Lolo.”

  “I got myself into this. I deserve everything that happens to me after what I did.” Lorna is a self-loather who can’t forgive herself. She believes she’s a horrible person when that isn’t the case at all.

  “Don’t say that.”

  Lorna looks at Bleu. “I still don’t understand how you can be so kind to me. You or Ellison.”

  “How many times must I tell you that it happened before Ellison or I came along. We can’t hate you for something you did with Sin and Jamie before we knew you or them.”

  The door opens, and Leith stands in the doorway looking at us. “What’s going on in here?”

  I’m certain that Lorna won’t want him to know that she’s in the stockroom crying over him, so I grab a bottle of whisky from the shelf. “Lorna was showing us where you keep the good stuff.” She used to be head barmaid here. That sounds like a good excuse for being in the stockroom, right?

  “That’s not the good stuff.”

  Shite. “Well, you walked in before she could show us.”

  Lorna walks to the door and tries to push past Leith. “You can show them; I was just leaving.”

  Leith grasps her wrist, and she stills. He leans close. His voice is barely more than a whisper, but I’m able to make out his words. “Please don’t go.”

  She won’t even look at him. “I have to.”

  Bleu and I are intruding on this moment that should be private between the two of them, but we have no way of getting out of the room without going through the doorway where they’re standing.

  Bleu moves toward the door and grabs Leith and Lorna by the wrists, pulling them into the stockroom and clearing a path for us to exit. “We’re leaving, so the two of you can talk.”

  Lorna shakes her head. “No need. There’s nothing to talk about.”

  Leith grasps her upper arms. “How long are you going to punish me?”

  “I’m not having this conversation.”

  Bleu and I bolt for the door and close it once we’re on the othe
r side, leaving Lorna trapped with Leith. “I hope he pins her down and forces her to talk about what happened.” I’m tempted to grab the knob and hold it since it’s her only escape.

  “Maybe he’ll pin her down and do more than have a conversation. Some angry sex would do both of them a world of good.”

  Angry sex. I’ll need to remember that one for future reference.

  “I feel like we haven’t seen each other in forever. How are things with Kieran?”

  “Everything is really good. I’m happy, and I think we’re on the road to a good marriage.”

  “What a wonderful happenstance.”

  “No one is more surprised than I am. I wanted to cut off his balls the night we met.” Good thing I didn’t. We need those balls.

  “Sin says that he expects Kieran to get you pregnant right away. Something about sealing your bond so his claiming can’t be undone.” Bleu is still new to The Fellowship and learning our practices.

  “There have been cases where a claiming has been undone when the unions didn’t suit the brotherhood. It’s rare, but it has happened. A pregnancy would end any possibility of undoing his claim on me, so yes. He is already working on putting an end to that possibility.”

  “It’s such an archaic thing to do.”

  “One hundred percent.” But it’s only one of many archaic practices we have.

  “I can’t imagine how that must feel for you, but at least you weren’t a virgin. I think that would have made it twice as scary.”

  I giggle. “It was twice as scary because I was a virgin.”

  Bleu’s eyes widen. “What?”

  “I lied by omission. All of you had these great sex stories. I just nodded and acted as though I had them too, but was keeping them to myself.”

  “I had no idea. You said you’d never marry a Fellowship man, so I assumed that’s why you weren’t concerned with remaining a virgin.”

  We’re still standing in the hallway when Lorna rushes out of the stockroom. “Fuck… Lorna. Would you please come back?”