“At least four, and Chance is with them. I made it back and lost the two following me. What do you want us to do now?”
“Everyone takes the Total Eclipse, even the females. Keep a steady supply flowing. They won’t find us by scent, make sure of that. I’ll be there soon. We need them moved before nightfall.”
Smoke watched Bliss’s hand-printed butt cheek as she backed into the steamy water, then he grabbed her hips, sealing the front of his body to the back of hers. He wanted to bury himself inside her once more, but he’d invested too much time and energy into those human females to lose them now.
“I must leave for now, but I will be back for both of you in a couple of hours.” He’d have to trust they would stay put, and if not, he would find them.
Bliss looked at him over her shoulder, her eyes widened. “Why are you leaving?”
“We’ve got unwanted guests arriving.” Smoke leaned over and kissed her lips. Sparks spiraled through him like a cyclone.
He stuffed a couple fingers in Bliss’s slick opening from behind and then lifted her with one arm. Her torso lay across the ground with her ass at his face. He pressed her thighs open using his elbows, leaned over and bit her ass cheek then licked it. She shoved her ass at him, so he bit her other cheek without drawing blood and then suckled it.
“Give me more.” Bliss wiggled it again.
He grinned and swatted her, open-handed, one cheek then the other, while pumping his fingers into her. She juiced like crazy, dripping over his hand. He’d never known any woman who liked pain for pleasure.
He watched Bliss’s backend turn bright red,
too much stimulation
, Bliss’s ass, her juicy hole. Smoke drew his fingers out of her passage and replaced them with his tongue, lapping and thrusting it inside her. Her juices tasted like no other, sweet like cream, he couldn’t get enough of her. He tongued her slickness up her crack, his saliva mixed with her juices over her tight ring.
His fingers found her clit and pinched. She jerked and he heard her whimper, a smothered sound from her face buried inside her folded arms.
Smoke stood beneath the water, his erection bobbed against his abdomen. He guided her body down against the wall of the hot spring, driving his cock into Bliss’s yawning passage. The feel of her hot sheath around him took his breath.
“More,” her sultry voice came at him. She shoved her ass into him, and he responded, pushing a finger into her anus.
“More,” she screamed.
He stretched her rear hole with another finger. Tension rose inside him with the familiar tightening balls and prickles climbing up his spine and over his scalp. Smoke drew his fingers from Bliss’s ass and his cock from her pussy.
“You know where to stick it,” she directed, swaying her butt cheeks across his erection.
Smoke couldn’t believe a woman would actually ask for it in her ass. He pressed the head of his cock into her backside. Spreading her butt cheeks, he felt her relax against him. He wanted to please this female, more than he’d ever wanted to pleasure Lindsey, and it still made no sense to him. As much as he wanted more of this female, he had to go now, or he’d never leave.
He pushed away from her and through the water smacked her on the ass hard as if all his pent up sexual tension purged into the palm of his hand. She bucked, lifted her head, and arched her back. Her hands swept back and pulled her butt-cheeks open. Gods, how strong could he be, seeing her tight ring through the clear water wiggling in front of his cock? Then she dipped the tip of her finger inside it, still swaying her hips.
He stood there dazed at her display, his cock so thick and hard it pulsed and ached. It’d never go flaccid until he took her in the ass. “Bliss, I must go…now.” He lifted her and tossed her into the other side of the pool. “Wash up and then stay with Lindsey. I’ll be back in a few hours. I’ll be bringing others. We’ll need to stay at your cave-site.”
Smoke climbed out of the pool, shifted into wolf-form in seconds, and ran off, full speed. He and his wolf-side trusted Bliss would take care of Lindsey.
Right now, he had a major fire to put out. His pack had always moved out before Chance and the LIIA even got close. The addition of the females slowed their ability to move fast. With three females in town with Reed, they still had twelve to get out of there. The snow storm continued to rage and would cover their tracks. The Total Eclipse compound would cover their scents. He increased his speed. It would take a few trips to move those females.
Even with knowing the imminent danger he and his pack were in, his mind kept returning to Bliss. Her green-eyed gaze and beautiful wanton body haunted him, deep…way deeper than any other female had ever touched him, and he wanted the experience to continue.
Close now, hopefully Buster had the females ready.
Olivia
Olivia paced the floor of Chance’s suite, still not quite able to think of the place as hers, too. Jasmine finally nodded off in the spare room, insisting on sleeping close by as the Alpha mate’s protector. A restless feeling churned inside Olivia, growing stronger with every hour the pack had been gone. Anger, for the fact Chance wouldn’t consider her going along, and worry over the insanity of not being allowed to communicate telepathically for fear Smoke would pick it up. Both reasons spun together until she couldn’t rest, unable to shake the feeling something bad was about to happen.
None of the pack had checked in with them. Telephones could be traced as well as cell phones and computers. Jasmine assured all was good, and their pack most likely went into stealth mode, not wanting to alert Smoke of their location too soon. He had an uncanny way of moving before the LIIA infiltrated his lair.
She quietly stepped through the door leading out of the apartment and followed the passageway to another door. She walked through the large circular room, passing through the door to the Ops room. Olivia had watched Jasmine key in the satellite coverage of Smoke’s pack, but found current imaging already displayed on the wall screen.
Jasmine must have left it on.
She was familiar with a similar program she used for monitoring her own property, although she rarely took advantage of it.
The monitor appeared filled with static. She assumed from the heavy snow-fall reported for that area, plus early morning light hadn’t reached Wyoming-Montana yet. Olivia clicked a key to zoom in. Something was there, outside the buildings. She zoomed-in more, tapping an arrow key to follow the moving form. Snow or clouds blurred the focus, she zoomed even closer. A wolf. It raised its snout skyward, sniffing, and darted toward the largest building. She stood frozen as it shifted, recognizing its human-form. Smoke. The picture grayed out, like cloud coverage might be too thick.
Eventually a visual came back, she zoomed-out to view the whole building, watching for any movement and hoping she didn’t miss anything. She sat there for hours studying the picture as it faded in and out until morning light brightened the snowy scene ever so slightly when she got another visual.
Then she saw them. Five males and five females dressed for the weather, which meant the females must be human or they’d be shifting into wolf-form. Olivia tapped keys to stay with them, following them through the trees as best she could. She lost the satellite imagery for a while, when it popped back in she needed to concentrate, zooming in and out until she saw movement. Only five forms, but larger, like maybe the males carried the females. They followed a stream, walking through clearings along its shores.
The door to the Ops room banged open, and Olivia nearly jumped out of her skin.
“Olivia, what are you doing?” Jasmine rushed over, giving Olivia a gentle push aside. “You’ve moved the perimeters. Why would you do that?”
“Some of Smoke’s pack moved out. I’ve been watching them for a couple hours. I think there are five Lycan and five human females. I’ve set it to highlight their trail.”
Jasmine stared at her, as if in shock. “Well, girl, aren’t you a woman of many talents.” She turned toward the screen tapping away at the key board. “Oh my gods, Chance will miss them again.”
“Not if you and I go and show them the way. We can get there in a couple hours. You know where they are staying in town, right?”
“You are not going. Chance would kill me.” Jasmine studied Olivia, shaking her head.
“I think he would kill you more if you left me unattended.” Olivia arched her brows.
Jasmine turned back to the satellite pictures. “Wish those wolves would have taken some means of communication with them, would have made this part so much easier. Chance gave me strict instruction not to even call the place where they are staying.”
“So does that mean we pack light and hope there’s a flight going our way?”
“Damn it all, Olivia. You’re making this a desperate situation. Either way, you know what Chance is going to say. But, we need to go if we’re going to capture that rat in wolf skin.” Jasmine’s sigh filled the room.
Yes, this put Jasmine in a bind, but Olivia aimed to make the trip. She needed to know Chance made it all right. That foreboding feeling wouldn’t leave her alone.
Olivia heard Jasmine make the phone call to a private air service and she asked for a specific pilot. She made another call to someone named, Lila, and Jasmine asked her to plan on a few days at the helm of the LIIA sub-station. Jasmine said she’d leave some instruction.
She and Jasmine would leave in half an hour.
* * * *
The flight only took a couple hours. Jasmine handed the pilot a check on the spot before they stepped off the plane. She pulled their bags along with Olivia through the snow to the waiting SUV. Olivia jumped into the passenger side, while Jasmine threw the luggage in the backseat. She got behind the wheel and grabbed the keys from above the visor, started the vehicle, and then keyed the Dude Drop Inn into the GPS.
“Wow, three hours to get to Rutskin in this snowy shit. Damn, it’s going to be almost noon before we get there. Too bad we can’t go wolf.” Jasmine chuckled. “Buckle up, babe, you’re in for a treat.” Jasmine whirled the SUV around spraying snow and sliding. The vehicle stopped, headlights pointed toward the gate. No sooner did it halt, than Jasmine gassed it and the wheels spun, until they took hold. They shot through the gate and down the road.
Olivia closed her eyes.
“Don’t be attempting to contact Chance, Olivia. You know the rules.”
“I would never endanger him or any of the pack by doing that. If you’re referring to me closing my eyes, it’s to keep me from screaming at your wild driving.” The SUV lurched and slid, got traction and did the same again. “I don’t want to arrive dead, Jasmine. Please, slow down.”
“Open your eyes. I’ll go slower…even though I feel like we should be there right now to give our Lycans direction. I get it. You’re with younglings. They don’t need their mama stressed.” Jasmine slowed, but the spinning wheels, sliding, grabbing traction continued. Heavy snowfall blinded them, and even with Lycan eyes, the road was tough to follow.
They only whipped off the road once, and thankfully didn’t roll. Jasmine shoved the SUV back up to the road without Olivia’s assistance.
Jasmine maneuvered the vehicle into an empty area of the Dude Drop Inn parking lot. They both jumped out and rushed to the office for room numbers. What they saw upon entering Chance’s room drove Olivia to her knees. Three Lycan tied to chairs, bags over their sagging heads. Two of them had blood stains over their groins and on the floor beneath them.
“I’m sure it’s not what it looks like,” Jasmine said and pulled Olivia back to her feet.
Olivia ran to the chairs, along with Jasmine, pulling the bags off. Both of them sighed in relief to see none of the Lycan from their pack.
“These might be the three we saw coming in on snowmobiles. But there are only two sleds parked outside. Wonder what happened to the females that were with them and the other sled?” Jasmine took the bag from Olivia and then slipped the head gear back on all three of them. “The scent of our males are hours old. They’re probably out there.” Jasmine pointed north.
“I’m having a hard time thinking our guys would do this, Jasmine.” Olivia waved her hands toward the unconscious Lycan. “Look at all that blood.”
Jasmine walked into the bathroom and came out with an empty bag of blood. “This was in the trash. I’m sure, if you want to check, those Lycan have all their parts.” She chuckled. “This little scene with the two bloody groins is what made the third guy talk. Damn, our guys are amazing.” She sighed, smiling. “Okay, shake it off Olivia, we got to move.”
“You go as wolf, you’ll get there faster,” Olivia directed. “I can drive a snowmobile. I’ll follow your scent or your tracks.” They both walked outside. “It looks like the snow has stopped for now.” It surprised her how the cold air didn’t have any effect on her. She chalked it up to another Lycan attribute.
“What if you lose my trail? It might be dark before we get there.”
“I believe I can figure out how to get there anyway. We’ve been watching via satellite image for a day or so, right? I’m good at this. I did it many times at my place.” Olivia hopped on one of the snowmobiles.
“Olivia, this is nothing like your property. This is miles and miles of rocky, tree-infested, snow-covered terrain.”
“Actually, that sounds a lot like my property.” Olivia smiled, hoping Jasmine would simply take off. “We need to get to them, Jasmine. Let’s not stall out now. If for some reason I don’t reach you, you’ll be able to find me. Nothing gets past that nose of yours.”
“Okay. Stay out of trouble. Chance is going to absolutely hate me for this.” Jasmine jumped on the snowmobile behind Olivia. “Drive us out of town so I can go wolf.”
Once out of sight of the village, Olivia stopped. Jasmine undressed, stuffing her clothing inside a saddle bag at the back of the sled. Olivia couldn’t help but notice Jasmine’s muscular dark chocolate-skin and toned build. Within seconds, she morphed into her wolf-form, fur of the same color and eyes silver slate.