“Yeah, right. Blue room,” he rumbled, his voice husky. “McKinley, follow me.
Paige, come on.”
Slowly, the three of them walked away, and Evan breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned and took a good look at the others. “For the love of… Go find your mates.” With sheepish grins, the rest of Circe's Recruits departed, leaving Evan alone and lonely, and missing Diego once again.
Hale didn't know what to feel. It took most of his concentration to remember the pass codes to the elevator to take them to Doc's underground lab. The three of them fit in the steel-walled elevator, and as they shared the small space, their interlocking scents grew stronger.
So hard he could split wood, Hale wanted nothing more than to pin Paige beneath him and fuck her until she couldn't walk…except he didn't want to turn away from McKinley to do so. The male sparked with sexuality. So large, so dominant. Hale's beast wanted to submit, even as he wanted to dominate. He felt confined and confused and could have cheered when the elevator brought them one level lower.
So different from anything at Pearson Labs, Doc's underground facility had been painted in a cheery yellow with bright fluorescent lights along the hallway. Several rooms with reinforced glass windows lined the corridor, and at the other end of the hall sat an exit stairway that led to a steel-enforced shed aboveground.
The first room on the left would be Kelly's in a few more months. Hale had actually helped Doc to renovate the place, so he knew why Doc had recommended it.
Equipped with a huge-ass bed big enough to hold three large Circs, the blue room had been designed for comfort. A soft love seat, rocking chair, and bolster took up one section of the room, while a small eating area and dining corner took up another. The large bed and crib were, of course, the central focus. And as soon as Paige entered, she stared at the crib, relaxing.
Hale waited until McKinley entered before locking the door behind them. No ordinary lock, entry and exit could only be accessed through the right set of numbers.
And the walls were Circ-proof. Hale closed the blinds of the large, reinforced glass window, leaving the three of them in darkness until he turned on the light.
Paige stared at them, her breasts heaving as she panted with confusion. “What's happening to me?”
McKinley stepped forward but stopped when Paige snarled at him. “I don't know.” He sounded unsure and worried.
“It's okay.” Hale hoped to hell it was. “You're experiencing a need to change, I think. We're here to help you.” He nodded at McKinley and began undressing, waiting for Paige to do something more.
She stood there, watching his every movement. So, for that matter, did McKinley.
When he stood naked, his cock hard, his hunger obvious, Hale slowly changed. In seconds he stood a few inches shorter than McKinley, but still larger than Paige. Even with her new growth, he rose above her.
She licked her lips and stared at his crotch. “I want you to fuck me.” Hale stepped forward, then stopped. McKinley hadn't moved, but his harsh breathing was impossible to miss. He had a hard-on, and he didn't blink as he stared from Paige to Hale.
“I want both of you to fuck me.”
Hale nodded even as McKinley shook his head.
“I don't want to hurt you, Paige,” he said in a thick voice. “God, I want you. But I can't hurt you.”
Hale understood. “Paige, take your clothes off. Robbie needs to see what he's missing.”
She didn't hesitate, her gaze centered on McKinley.
“Dammit.” McKinley tried to shove him in anger, but Hale moved too quickly to be touched. The action sparked an interesting reaction. McKinley swore at him and tore off his clothes.
He refused to glance in Paige's direction, though.
Hale couldn't decide who to look at. Paige stood naked, her breasts full, her nipples taut. Her slender belly quivered, and he could smell her desire, her needs pressing his. To his shock, her pussy was now deliciously bare. When she moved, her scent tempted him to lick her until she screamed.
“Fuck.” McKinley stared at her, his cock huge and wet. His massive chest needed a few claw marks to save it from perfection, his muscular thighs as well. Hale had an idea of how to break his mate's stubborn resistance.
No, not mates.
Yes, mine. Both of them, mine. His beast would not be refused, not now. The scent of lust swirled around them, making the room thick with desire.
“Come here,” Hale growled at Paige. When she didn't move fast enough, he leaped to her side and grabbed her. In front of McKinley, he held the female in his arms, despite her struggles, and latched onto her breast with his mouth.
McKinley murmured something he couldn't hear. Taken with his mate's taste, Hale barely felt her claws as she swiped his sides. He rolled her nipple in his mouth, biting hard and soothing the sting with his tongue. Her claws stopped digging into his skin when he took her other nipple into his mouth. Moaning, she ran her hands up and down his back, sharp nails dragging like pinpricks of lust.
He groaned and ground against her slender belly. The oil on his cock made the slide so damned erotic, he fought not to come. Hale sucked hard around her nipple, loving her taste. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw McKinley sweating. The large male stroked his cock, which looked thick and wet.
Hale quickly turned Paige around, so that he stood at her back as she faced McKinley. Gripping her breasts, he held them in his hands as he buried his face against the crook of her neck. Sucking on her hard enough to leave a mark, he didn't bite, waiting for McKinley to come forward. He couldn't help sliding his cock between her ass cheeks, humping her while he kept his eyes on McKinley.
“No, you'll hurt her,” McKinley growled and took a step forward.
“Please,” Paige moaned and wrapped her hands behind Hale's head, pulling his hair with her strong hands.
The female's tight grip appeased the beast within, needing a strong mate.
McKinley's hesitancy didn't work in his favor. Hale could sense Paige's desire to be taken, to be worshipped. And if McKinley didn't have the balls to do it, he was going to lose out on more than a physical joining.
Not able to wait any longer, Hale pulled Paige with him and threw her on the bed.
He didn't wait for her to accept him. When he would have slammed on top of her, McKinley grabbed him by the neck and threw him into the wall.
Regaining his feet, Hale snarled at McKinley. “You're too weak to take what's mine. Go sit in the corner and watch.” He used his speed to distract McKinley, feinting one way, then attacking from another. He managed a swipe of his claws across McKinley's chest, five long furrows to prove who controlled the situation. McKinley swore at him but didn't counter. Hale noted Paige on her knees on the bed, staring at them in awe. Pleased to put on a show, Hale decided to go in for another strike.
McKinley's eyes gleamed, and Hale could sense the male's fury. Yet he didn't attack, didn't show off his strength. No way to win a female. No way to win Hale's loyalty. Angered that McKinley didn't care enough to try, Hale turned away from him in disgust, more than willing to show Paige he could handle her.
He pushed Paige to her back once more, growling at her to be still. Then he covered her, moving down her body to inhale the sweet scent of her need. He licked at her clit, then sucked the bud into his mouth, drowning in desire. McKinley was all but forgotten.
Paige gripped his head, grinding into his face. Needing her more than his next heartbeat, Hale mounted her, spreading her thighs wide, and poised to thrust deep…only to find himself flat on the floor, dizzy as hell. He blinked through a haze of pain and blood and watched as McKinley bared his teeth, moving closer and closer still.