Cameron, Paige - Commando Cowboys Desire Their Queen [Wyoming Warriors 8] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance) (8 page)

She started the engine and headed to her folks. She had to rest before the enemy struck again.

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Lonato sank into his chair in front of the fireplace. The evenings were getting cooler. Staring into the flames reminded him of Kira. He didn’t think she’d shown her full self. He had a sense she could turn into a spiraling flame if she went to battle.

“You must be tired. How did the surgery go?” Hakan asked.

“The woman will survive. But she’ll need lots of rehab. How did your dinner go? I gather, from her truck being here, that she spent the night.” He looked across at Hakan.

“She did, in my room. But I slept next door in the spare bedroom.”

“What?”

“She needs to learn to trust us. It was a long, uncomfortable night for me. I took two cold showers. Then I drove her to Sahale’s cabin. She wants a place where she can be alone and fly undetected.”

“We’ll have to see Mitch about buying some land on the edge of the canyon.”

“That’s what she’s planning to do. I’m not sure she’d appreciate us buying it for her. Not yet anyway.”

“She’s very independent, and not at all the type woman I expected we’d be attracted to. Sure, she’s beautiful and sexy, but she brings a lot of extra problems with her.”

“You see her being the Flaming Beauty as a problem?”

“Yes. She’ll be in the middle of everything that happens on the ranch. I want my home to be a place where we can relax. I expected our wife to be a woman we’d love and enjoy having her with us. I don’t want to have to worry about her safety all the time. Kira will be off working and getting into dangerous situations when we’re not around.” Lonato’s brow furrowed. He frowned at the fire.

“I made love to her at the cave. I plan on marrying her with or without you. If I can get her to accept my proposal. It’ll take time.”

Lonato glanced sharply at Hakan. He was surprised by his cousin’s ultimatum. They’d planned to have their marriage be a threesome for a number of years. Kira must have touched Hakan deeply. Suddenly he felt sad and left out. He took a deep breath and tried to shake off the feelings.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just too tired to think. I’m going to bed.” Lonato walked down the opposite hall into the master bedroom. Hakan and he had agreed he’d use it alone until they married their mate.

He closed the door and went into the large bathroom. They’d had it built for three, as many of the threesome couples did. There were two sinks on one side, and on the opposite side, right by the big bathtub, was a separate sink with drawers underneath for all the cosmetics and such a wife would bring with her. He headed toward the shower at the end of the room.

Turning on all three jets, he set the temperature for warm and turned on the sound system to his favorite classics. As the water poured onto his tired muscles, the music soared through his body, lifting his spirits and bringing a sense of peace. After a while, he forced himself to get out.

Once dry, he walked to the extra large king-size bed, pulled back the covers, and fell onto the mattress. In seconds, he slept.

In the darkness of sleep, he felt her hand brush across his chest. Kira stood by his bed. Her hair glowed as though lit from a fire inside of her. She was naked. Her creamy skin tempted him, and he touched her face with his fingertips. Her body was warm, and her eyes turned from misty purple to deep purple when his palm caressed her face.

“Will you join me in bed?” he asked.

“Do you want me to? I thought you’d changed your mind.”

“Not about wanting you.”

She moved onto the bed and straddled his legs. He watched as she cupped his large dick in her small hands. Lonato felt himself get harder, and his balls ached with his desire to be inside her pussy. As though she heard his thoughts, she cupped his sac in one hand and moved the other up and down his cock.

He arched his head back and groaned out his pleasure. When her tongue swiped across his crown, his heartbeat went into overdrive. Then she took him into her warm mouth as far as she could and sucked. He jerked and pushed in farther. She pulled back all the way and then went down again. Her tongue tortured him by swirling around the sides and up against the hard ridge underneath his cock. He had difficulty holding back, but he wanted to come inside her. Lonato put out his hand to stop her. When she raised her head, he flipped her underneath him.

“I want to be inside you. But first I want to taste you.” His lips covered hers before she could comment. Their tongues dueled inside the soft interior of her mouth. She tasted sweet as purple grapes just picked from the arbor.

His lips trailed over her soft neck and tasted her sweet-as-cream skin. Her heart pounded below the translucent skin. He licked across the spot in the curve of her neck and shoulder.

“You taste as good as you look.”

She playfully bit the edge of his tough jaw. “And you taste like hard jerky.” His laugh made her smile. “You don’t do that often enough.”

“Perhaps you can teach me. If you stay around.”

When he came to her lush breasts, he had to stop and enjoy the view. They were round as goblets, and each breast was topped with a rosy cherry. Bending down, he sucked on the nearest tempting nipple and ran his tongue across the peak. Her moan excited him more. He took his time kissing, sucking, nibbling on her sweetness. Her scent of arousal urged him to move on.

His teeth lightly brushed across her soft, flat stomach. Then he found her clit and licked the dainty button. Her exotic, spicy flavor sent liquid heat rushing through his veins. He licked from Kira’s clit, along her velvety petals to her wet pussy. Taking a deep breath of the intoxicating scent, he flipped his tongue inside her pussy opening.

She screamed and bowed her back. He licked more and put pressure on her clit with his finger. Her body bucked as her orgasm began. Quickly, he positioned himself at her opening and plunged inside. She was wet and hot, and her pussy rippled around his large cock. When she clenched tight, he almost came, but he held back and began to move in and out fast and hard.

Her hips followed his movements. He stared into her jewel-colored amethyst eyes. They kept contact as the crescendo built into an electrifying ecstasy. His heart felt like it might explode, and then his body did, every nerve tingling as he found his release. Kira threw her head back and screamed his name as her body shivered in climax.

Lonato sat up in bed. His heavy breathing was the only sound in the room. His hands moved across his body and the bed. She wasn’t here. Had it been a dream? But it was so real. His heart raced, and his cock still throbbed.

When he laid his head down, he smelled her scent. He got up and went back to the shower. The water ran over his head and down his body. Afterward, he crawled into bed and pulled the pillow under his chin, and as he fell into sleep, he breathed in the fragrance of roses and exotic musk.

* * * *

Bright sunlight coming in her window woke Kira. She sat on the side of her bed and held her head.
What happened last night? Did I dream of making love with Lonato or did I transport myself to his room? I’ve heard some shape-shifters can do that, but I’d never tried. I fell asleep fast because I was tired, and then I dreamed I heard Lonato saying he wasn’t sure about his feelings for me. Why didn’t that satisfy me? Instead, did I really go to his bedroom and make love to him?

“Kira, are you feeling sick?” Her mother opened her bedroom door. “I knocked and you didn’t answer.”

“Sorry, I was deep in thought. Did you need something?”

“Here, the phone call is for you.”

“I didn’t hear it ring.” She took the phone and said hello.

“This is Mitch. You’d better join me at the hospital. We have another victim. This one is almost dead.”

“I’ll be there soon.” She hung up and ran into the shower then dressed in a white flannel shirt, jeans, and her boots. As she started to run out of the house, her mother handed her a roll with ham and egg inside and a covered mug of coffee.

“You can’t go all day on no food. Eat it on the way.”

“I will, Mom. Thanks.” She stopped in her tracks when she got outside.

Her mother came up behind her. “You’ll need these keys. Your Dad and I thought since you’re planning on staying here, you’d need you own vehicle. Do you like it?”

The shiny red truck sat next to her mother’s blue car. “It does stand out. I love it.” She hugged her mom. “Thank Dad. I’ll thank you both more when I get back.”

She swung into the seat and took a deep breath of the new-truck smell. Carefully, she put her coffee in the slot for drinks and kept her wrapped sandwich in her lap. The engine fired immediately when she turned the key. Waving to her mother, she backed out and turned to go to the hospital. She hated to get crumbs in her new vehicle so she waited until she parked by the emergency room and got out before unwrapping her sandwich.

She walked around her truck, admiring it while she ate and sipped on her coffee. The sandwich did give her more energy. She hadn’t eaten since early yesterday.

“Did your dad get a new truck?” Hakan asked as he walked up.

“No. Mom and Dad surprised me this morning. It’s mine.”

“You can easily drive to Sahale’s whenever you want in comfort.” Hakan had opened the door and looked at the seats.

Finished with her meal, Kira rushed toward the ER entrance. “I’m late. Mitch said we had another patient in very bad shape.”

“I’ll come with you.” He opened the emergency room door, took her trash, and tossed it into a container.

Kira rushed on ahead. A nurse saw her and pointed to room five. Mitch must have heard her. He came out of the room and stopped her.

“You have to prepare yourself. She’s not a pretty sight. Not only was she poisoned, but an animal bit her many times. She’s suffered badly, but for some reason is hanging on. Her parents saw her. Her mother got hysterical, and the nurse gave her a shot. She’s sleeping in the next exam room. But she’s waiting for someone besides her family.”

“Who is she?” Hakan asked from behind Kira.

“Gala, one of our cooks. She’s a sweet girl. We have no idea why she was riding at dusk in our thickest woods. When the mare she used came back to the barn without her, Sahale formed a search party. He and Lang found her.”

Kira straightened her shoulders and took a deep breath. Without intending to, she took hold of Hakan’s hand, and then walked into the room.

She smelled death. “Has she had shots for the poison?” she asked as she trod closer to the bed. Kira nodded to the man sitting slumped in the chair.

Dr. Jack stood beside the bedrail. “We’ve used a shot of the medicine with the antibodies, pumped blood into her, and still we see little improvement.”