Mine for Eternity [Council Enforcers] (Siren Publishing Classic) (17 page)

In the meantime, Mitch returned his attention to Tessa’s cunt. He inserted two fingers inside her and felt her silky walls fluttering against him. He could tell by the little whimpers she was making that she was close to coming, so he leaned down and took her clit back into his mouth as he thrust his fingers in and out. Mitch wasn’t surprised when his lion began to purr in an effort to help his mate climax. The vibrations seemed to set Tessa off, and her pussy clamped around his fingers as she screamed her orgasm to the ceiling.

Mitch was barely able to wait until she came down from her high before he pulled his fingers out of her and climbed to his knees between her legs. He gripped his aching cock and began to tug on it. His hands were slick from Tessa’s wet pussy, and he used them to ease his way as he jacked off in front of his mate. A couple strokes on his stiff cock was all it took before he threw his head back and roared while his seed was spurting all over his mate’s stomach.

When he returned back to reality, Mitch collapsed next to Tessa and wrapped his arm around her waist. Their pants mingled when he lifted enough to kiss her, running his tongue over her lips before slipping it into her mouth. He moaned at the thought of her tasting herself on his lips, and his cock began to perk back up. Mitch quickly pulled back, not wanting to start something he couldn’t finish. He needed to let his mate know that he was leaving.

“Baby, if all of our naps end like that, you can wake me up anytime you want.”

Mitch laughed at Tessa throwing his own words back at him. He sighed, knowing it was time to quit stalling. He knew she wasn’t going to like what he had to say, but he had no choice. “Tessa, I have to leave for a little while.”

Tessa stiffened. “What? Why?”

“We figured out what’s been going on with the council and who the traitor is.” He had kept no secrets from his mate, so she knew exactly what he was talking about and what that meant. “Ben and I are meeting up with Ryan and Ken. We’ve been ordered to handle the problem discreetly. We plan on handling it tonight.”

“So soon? What about me and Nico?” Tessa sat up in the bed as she questioned him.

“You and Nico will be safe here now that the rogue had been handled. I hate leaving you alone, but this is something that I have to do. Not only does your safety depend on this, but the whole shifter species is depending on us.”

“I know,” Tessa sighed. “I understand, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. Just promise me that you will come back to me safe and sound. If you plan on being gone longer, call me. I can’t go three days without hearing from you again like last time. I’ll go crazy.”

“Nothing will keep me from coming back to you and Nico. You have my word.” He kissed her, putting everything he had into it, letting her know how sincere he was.
Not even death will keep us from our mate and cub. I won’t allow it.
Mitch let his lion’s determination comfort him as he pulled away from Tessa and started to gather everything he needed to carry out his mission.

I want to say good-bye to the cub before we go.
Mitch rolled his eyes knowing what his lion meant. For some reason his animal had a huge soft spot for the cub. “I’ll shift once I’m done packing, and then you can tell him.”

Tessa followed Mitch as he left the bedroom and headed to his office. He opened the hidden door to his weapons cabinet and loaded everything he needed into a duffel bag. Once he was done, he turned to his mate and pulled her into his arms. “I love you, Tessa. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

Mitch placed his bags by the door next to Ben’s and threaded his fingers through Tessa’s as they headed to the living room where they could hear Nico’s laughs. He had a feeling Ben was telling the boy good-bye as well.

Tessa let go of his hand and headed over to Ben. He stood when she got close, and she hugged him. “Thank you, Ben, for everything.”

She kissed him on his cheek, and if Mitch hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that Ben would be capable of blushing. He knew the man could make any female he came into contact with blush with a few simple words, but not the man whose reputation preceded him. He couldn’t wait to tease Ben about it.

While Tessa talked to Ben, Mitch lifted Nico into his arms. “I have to leave for a little while. I need you to take care of your momma for me while I’m gone. Can you do that for me?”

Nico nodded. “Yep.”

“Good.” Mitch sat the cub down. “Kitty wants to see you before we go.” Mitch quickly stripped off his clothes and shifted. He nudged his head against the cub’s chest and purred when Nico wrapped his tiny arms around his neck and hugged him.

Once his lion was satisfied, Mitch shifted back and handed the boy over to his mother. He dressed again, dreading leaving his mate behind, but he knew it had to be done. Mitch kissed Tessa one more time and followed Ben out the door before he talked himself into backing out of the fight and staying home with his family.

“Do you remember what I taught you, cub?” Ben yelled over his shoulder.

Mitch turned just in time to see Nico nod as Tessa carried him out to the porch.

“Good. Let me hear it one time before we go?”

Confused, Mitch paused to see what was going on. He didn’t have to wait long until a tiny howl pierced the air. “Damn it, Ben! What have you been teaching my boy?”

Ben doubled over laughing. Even his little mate covered her mouth to stifle her giggles. Nico just grinned with pride at what he had done.
When we get back, I will teach him a roar that will put that pathetic, little howl to shame.

Mitch got in the car and waited until Ben closed his door. “When this is over, remind me to kick your ass.”

* * * *

“Everyone knows what to do, right?” Mitch only received eye rolls as answers from Ryan and Ben and a slight nod from Ken. They had arrived hours ago at Councilman Percival’s property which had turned out to be an actual mansion. It was a little rundown and had seen better days, but still. How could they have missed a property that big when they had searched for the rogues the first time?

What bothered Mitch the most was that the councilman was not trying to hide. They had seen him several times entering and exiting the house as he ordered the rogues around. Either the man was completely arrogant in his abilities to not get caught, or he had something up his sleeve guaranteeing his safety and making him sleep easier at night.

What Mitch didn’t know was how the man was getting the rogues to follow his orders. He knew they were rogues based off the stench covering the area, but from what he saw, they weren’t the mindless, murdering beasts that he was used to dealing with.

“Their animals are still in control from what I can tell, but it’s like they’ve been trained to do simple tricks like dogs. Sit, stay, and kill, things like that,” Ken whispered as if he was reading Mitch’s mind.

He had to agree. “Okay, let’s get this over with. I have a mate to get back to.” They all grunted and split up, each heading in their own direction.

Ryan and Ken were handling the rogues. Their job was to make sure no one escaped. While they handled that, Ben was going to handle demolition, something the man did with glee. Mitch’s task was to find Councilman Percival and take him out. It seemed simple enough, but experience told him that the simplest tasks always had the potential of turning into a huge clusterfuck at the worst moment possible. As he ran through the shadows headed for an open window he had spotted, he hoped today wasn’t one of those days.

Mitch paused with his back against the house as he listened for any sound of movement coming from the window. The room was dark when he had taken a look, but he made sure it was empty before climbing through. Once inside of what was some sort of office or library, he had no problem seeing in the dark to silently make his way over to the closed door. He glanced at his watch as he listened.

In ten more minutes, Ben was going to bring the whole place down. That meant Mitch had around seven minutes to kill Percival and get his ass out of the blast zone.
Piece of cake. We only need about four.

You seem pretty sure of yourself.
Mitch spoke in his head, not wanting to alert anyone to his presence.

His lion snorted.
This is what we do. If we can’t handle some sniveling little councilman with delusions of grandeur, then we don’t deserve to call ourselves enforcers. Now let’s move.

Mitch obeyed and eased the door open. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found the hallway empty. He still had the element of surprise at least for a few more minutes. Ben had been able to pull up the blueprints of the place, so they were able to familiarize themselves with the entrance and exit points. Neither of them had ever been inside, so he had no idea where to find the councilman.

Deciding the sound of voices was his best bet, Mitch headed in the direction the voices were coming from. He paused when he heard shouting coming from a closed door.

“I told you to increase the formula!”

“But, sir, if we raise it anymore, it could kill them.”

The voice was female, and Mitch had a hard time hearing her. The quiver in her voice told him that she was scared of whoever she was talking to.

“I don’t care what you have to do. Just get it right. I’m tired of these pathetic little pets you created. I don’t want lapdogs. I want mindless beasts.”

Mitch had a feeling the man he was searching for was behind the door based on the conversation. He gripped the doorknob with one hand, and he placed his other on the butt of the gun he had tucked against his back. Despite the shifter belief that a fair fight was fighting with teeth and claws, for jobs that needed to be done quick, Mitch preferred to use his gun and hollow points. They made a nice, clean entry in the head, but the exit could take nearly the entire back of the head off. No shifter could come back from that no matter how rapid their healing.

Just as Mitch turned the knob, he heard booted feet stomping down the hall in his direction. Cursing the interruption, he ducked into a little alcove just in time for his heart to sink as he watched two men drag an unconscious Ben between them. He held back a growl as they headed directly for the door he had just been at and opened it.

“Look what we found lurking outside, boss,” one of the men said, confirming Mitch’s target was in the room.

“Well, well, what do we have here? Jacqueline, go pack up. It looks like the council has finally caught on to our little plan. Joe, go warn the men that there may be more enforcers out there. Jerry, take him with us. I can use someone fresh to work with.”

Mitch watched as the man he assumed was Joe ran past. He had no idea if Ben was able to set his explosives before he was captured or not, so Mitch assumed he had and decided to stop wasting time. He pulled his gun and ran into the room. He stopped in his tracks at the sight of the other man he had seen dragging Ben. He was standing there holding Ben in front of him. It seemed Mitch wasn’t the only one that liked to use guns. The shifter had one pressed to Ben’s temple.

“Enforcer Ericson, I’m delighted you dropped in for a visit. Unfortunately, we can’t be staying.”

Mitch growled at the man speaking. He was exactly like his lion described, a short, sniveling weasel of a man. He had no idea what type of shifter Percival was, but if he had to guess, Mitch would say he was some type of rodent based on the beady little eyes and slightly bucked teeth.

“Tell your friend here to let Ben go, and I’ll make it quick and painless. You hurt him and I will make sure you end up begging me to kill you.” Mitch kept his voice even, hiding his fear for his friend.

Percival laughed as he moved around the room pointing at things. The woman he assumed the councilman had been talking to earlier trailed behind him stuffing each thing he pointed out into a bag. “It looks to me like you aren’t in the position to be making demands. There are two of us and one of you. We have your enforcer as hostage, so it seems we have the upper hand.”

Mitch felt helpless. He stood there watching as Percival strolled around the room like he didn’t have a care in the world while he was at a loss of what to do. He couldn’t see the woman’s face due to the fact that she kept her head down and her stringy, lank hair fell in the way, but he could smell her terror from across the room.

“I would say this visit had been nice, but that wouldn’t be the case for you. Either way, I must go.” Percival walked over to a bookshelf and pulled it away from the wall revealing a set of stone steps leading down.

Mitch’s watch alarm chose that moment to beep, signaling him it was time to get out. The noise seemed to set everyone off, and everything went crazy. Ben’s eyes snapped open and stared directly into his. He didn’t have that dazed and confused look of a man who had just regained consciousness, letting Mitch know he had been faking the whole time just waiting for the perfect moment to attack. He watched as Ben’s clawed hand came up and raked across Jerry’s wrist, shredding it to the bone. The gun he had been holding clattered to the ground.

With the threat of Ben’s life taken care of, and a roar from his lion, Mitch lunged for Percival, intent on finishing the man. Before he could get there, the little weasel grabbed the woman and yanked her in front of him.

“Stay where you are, or I will rip her throat out.” Percival’s hand sported three-inch claws to back up his threat.