Lover Mine (Blood Brothers 1)
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Authors: BJ Brandon
Tags: #adventure, #sensual, #erotic adult fantasy, #hardcore sex erotica explicit erotic
BJ Brandon
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Copyright 2013 Diane Rhodes
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Contents
This book is dedicated to all those who believed in
the impossible and went after it anyway. And especially to the men
and women of the U. S. Armed Forces who give their very lives and
breath for the freedom to allow all of us express ourselves.
May you always dream and may your fears always be
laid to rest by a loved one's hand.
A special thanks to Trish, Kathee, and RD. You made
this series possible by believing it actually could come life from
the dreams that floated around inside of me for so long. I love you
guys.
Shadows wavered, quivering through the air
before evaporating like smoke. Long fingers of ghostly mist slipped
along the ground among the centuries old forest as it reached out
to filter moonlight through the thick canopy above. Dawn was still
hours away but the night was alive, nature's breathe soft as a
lover's kiss and gentle against the skin.
The mist found its way hampered by the thick
growth of oak, pines and maple as their branches whispered of
secrets best forgotten like ghostly specters watching over those
who invaded their realm. Evil stalked here, he could sense it,
taste it. The oily, slippery feel of it moved over his skin as he
silently felt his way to the edge of a clearing, halting as he
listened to night sounds that were the essence of the forest.
Nothing moved that shouldn't be there. Kayne
MacIntyre was sure of it. It was second nature for him to reach out
to his surroundings with senses most humans had yet to develop much
less recognize, soaking sensations into the tiny pores of his skin
like a second nature to
know
who or what walked in the dark
with them.
An owl sat patiently, perched high in the
canopy as it waited for a snack to scuttle out of hiding. To the
right some ten feet away he spotted a small rustle in the brush,
then movement and watched as the owl silently swooped down to pick
off the late night snack.
Dew on the undergrowth kept the earth still
and quiet for a moment as the owl munched but the night sounds
quickly resumed their chorus. Just a small tussle and death
contributed to life once more.
Tucked into the dense ground cover the hills
around him lay gloomy and silent as Kayne searched for the hidden
compound. Nothing so far it seemed their Intel was flawed. However,
there was no doubt in his mind that evil was here. His gift - his
curse, to sense the taint that was too strong, too clear.
The small comm link at his ear-clicked
decimals lower than most people could detect, alerting Kayne his
companions were close. He didn't need the device to sense them but
since he couldn't directly communicate with all of them
telepathically, it was a necessary evil.
"Do you feel it?"
the rumbled growl
filtered through Kayne's senses, his twin's unease punching though
on their unique telepathic link, pushing his already hyper senses
into overdrive as a warning filtered through their unique bond, a
sucker punch to his gut.
"Yeah,
" he sent back, letting Rafe
"taste it." There . . . just to the left.
Something was pushing at the back of his
uniquely heightened senses, just out of touch but there
nonetheless. Almost touching, but not quiet, like a quivering mass
of nerves afraid to reach out.
He mentally reached for it but it slipped
away, causing Kayne to pause in mid-step. The touch wasn't one of
his crew, he was certain of it. That could only mean one thing.
Moving like the predator he was, Kayne left
no hint of his passing as his large body moved in the silvery mist.
Black pants hugged his torso like a second skin while the T-shirt
stretched and moved over darkly tanned muscle and hard abs. He
moved like the predator he was, no scent or sound until the enemy
stared death in the face. Then it was too late because death gave
no mercy, granted no quarter. Easing into place next to a massive
tree trunk taken down by Mother Nature and in the process of being
consumed by his surroundings, he scanned a steep ravine below.
Eyes the color of a dark blue sea closed.
Kayne lowered his shields, reaching out with senses few human
beings would understand or comprehend, feeling his way into the
shadows below. The mountainous regions here in this remote section
of the Rockies could be hazardous at the best of times, but death
hung low over this particular ravine. Nature hadn't brought this
abomination to the forest, only monsters could taint the air around
them like this.
Again, that sense of evil mixed with
something so different, so unique it raised the hackles of his neck
as he strained to sort it from whatever stalked the forest. Then he
felt it again, there!
Following his mind's eyes in an unwavering
path further along the edge of the ravine, Kayne finally managed to
get a clear sense of what hid below them. Just to the left of a
deep stand of trees, almost invisible to naked eyes stood a rustic
cabin set deep against a hillside.
"Damn it, I can taste it!" irritation laced
Rafe's curse over the communications link at Kayne's ear. "Where
the hell is that fucker?" He didn't bother answering since he was
looking at it when another click sounded on the comm. link. Two
clinks - Shit, they were in for it now.
"Are the two of you going to play hide and
seek all night, or get with the program?" came a growl so deep it
rumbled across their stretched nerves, causing the hair on the back
of Kayne's neck to rise even higher. He turned his head toward the
north in the direction of his team, knowing they felt it, too.
"Found it, Merc!" he whispered, wondering if
he could do a sneak and peak any closer to what he was sensing.
"Don't even try it!" Rafe's blistering
whisper was barely heard over the communications link, but Kayne
knew by that tone that the rest of the team was included in the
threat, warning them of other dangers he felt. His brother was
running too hot as it was and any additional push could make it
worse.
Normally the calmer of the two, this mission
had somehow been darker, more deadly than both of them had
expected. Not that they weren't use to it, but without down time
over the last three months the team was running low on reserves and
desperately needed to recharge. This mission had come at a bad
time, one that didn't allow any serious down time before a risky
mission against known and unknown threats that risk their
identities.
Suddenly, images rushed at him, nightmares,
and demons emerging from the cold depths where he usually had them
locked down where the demons couldn't eat his soul. Where the
screams and blood wouldn't coat his skin and leave him shaking with
cold and death. His gut almost cramped until a soothing wave
filtered over his mind.
"Stop it!"
The command came softly,
Rafe's growl almost gentle and opposite from the surly outburst.
"
There is nothing we can do about the past, Kayne. We're free .
. . do not give it back or it will eat away your soul!"
Thankfully, he was saved a reply. "I see one
small shed, looks like a one or two room cabin, with what could be
a kitchenette and small living room. Two hostiles on the front
porch." Merc's observations continued to pour over the
communications link to the team as he reviewed their options.
Mercury Slater was as strong as Rafe and Kayne at sensing what was
out there, and once he linked with the rest of team they were
almost unstoppable. Almost!
A unit built for military use that had
backfired when alien DNA was used to enhance their genetics, they
weren't the killing machines their government had expected them to
be. Their service to their country had been beyond reproach, so the
group of men had left but their superiors felt they couldn't be
turned loose on the general population once it was revealed what
had been created.
An entire colony of soldiers, men and women
who were enhanced to some degree or another by genetic manipulation
using alien technology were considered outcasts by their own
governments and a completely different species. Now they formed an
alliance of sorts, banning together to find a means to survive, use
the skills they had honed and enhanced along with other natural
ingrained abilities to ensure the survival of mankind the only way
they knew how . . . by protecting the innocent.
Kayne sensed rather than felt his brother
ease into position nearby, waiting for further Intel from Merc on
the targets down below. They were in the best position for the
snatch and grab, get the precious cargo out of the hands of the
hostiles and get the hell out of these mountains pronto before more
bloodshed and havoc rained down on these backwoods, before other
innocents died.
"I count four, Merc. There are two more
hostiles out back," Davey, the youngest of the group reported in a
whisper across the communications link. Suddenly a deep sound of
agony of which Kayne had not heard in a lifetime came across the
link.
"Oh my God!"
"Davey, what is it?" Kayne growled, the
order was brisk, short and hard but necessary since he recognized
that sound. They couldn't afford for the kid's nightmares to haunt
him now. When no answer came he hissed, "Davey - report!"
"The cargo is inside, I can see it through a
small window. But there are kennels in the back, Kayne. They have a
young one locked down back there. I can smell her, Kayne, it's a
kid!" The silence on the link pulsed as the information silenced
the other three men.
Death fell cold and dark across Kayne's dark
blue eyes, turning them arctic. Anyone who knew him would know
there would be only corpses left in the grove when the team
disappeared.
"Davey - you have the little one!" Merc
stated with steel in his voice as he gave the order. "Slow and
easy, my friend! You cannot terrify any more than has already
happened so try to keep the damage to a minimum." There was no
answer, only two clicks and silence.
"Team one - move. Take them out." Kayne
didn't need any more push and neither did Rafe.
On the breath of the night they moved,
silence was their ally, surprise their shield. Not a footstep was
heard as large bodies moved like the dark specters they were, the
only sound being the hush of night creatures as the men moved into
position.
The two hostiles reclining on the front
porch never felt the poison darts that struck their necks,
instantly taking them down. The bodies never made a sound as they
were caught and gently slipped off the side of the wooden porch to
avoid making any sound, laid on the damp ground. The two brothers
easily slipping into place with no one the wiser.
It took only seconds for the others to take
out their targets, not a breath of sound or hint of unease made it
past the front door. They slipped inside like silent death.
Kayne slid left into the room, his first
thought being they had the wrong place. Rafe followed to the right
canting both directions and using hand signals to indicate the all
clear, but both men sensed the strangeness of the situation. There
was a feeling of emptiness about the room, no vibrations or living
pulse anywhere except in the back room through the door to the
left, and it set Kayne's nerves on end.
There should have been more activity, others
than just those guarding the outside. Yet he could sense no one was
in the front of the structure.