It had been a week since that day in the forest and the day that Sky’s life had changed so much. She got to meet the remaining ladies of Alpha Team; Emma, and Peyton. She also got to meet McKenna, the cherub-faced little girl that would some day change the world. Sky didn’t know how she knew that, but she believed it. Kenna was also the person the pink branch was searching out for. What surprised her was that she could feel what both children were feeling. At first, it freaked her out. Over the past week, it became a comforting knowing in her mind.
When Emma and Ryleigh struggled with the infants, Sky would help calm babies, and it gave her a purpose. With Bas gone and her life in such limbo, she needed something. There were still too many loose ends and questions. She and Bas talked daily, several times when he was taking a break from trying to find Cash or some clue as to where his body had gone. He was saying all the right words and Sky wanted to hope for the best.
She didn’t feel the same way as she had a week ago. She still had doubts, but they weren’t as intense. The bond continued to grow between them, and it worked kind of like a lie detector. If Bas was feeling something, then Sky too felt it. She knew he had deep feelings of love and caring towards her. She also knew that he had regrets and fears just like she did. They were building something, and that made her happy.
Mia, Ryleigh’s friend, appeared at the Alpha Teams base within hours of their arrival. She checked out Ryleigh and the baby and declared them fit and healthy. Ryleigh’s feet had a little damage due to their little adventure, but she was getting around better now. Mia took some of Sky’s blood for DNA testing and promised to let her know the results when they came in, even though everyone was pretty confident they already knew. Sky was the unicorn, the one, and possibly only natural born Shifter female alive.
She was still processing that and the fact that she could turn into a bear. With the guys gone, she didn’t have anyone to talk to about it. She asked Bas some questions during their talks, but what she needed to do was try and Shift again. Everyone told her to wait for Jacks, and she couldn’t figure that out. Jacks was okay, but she didn’t feel a strong connection towards him. Anyways, she had Shifted and then Shifted back on her own once already. But she was new to all this, so she was waiting.
Bas had said that his bear was constantly on edge while away from her, but calm when she was around. Sky could feel her bear, and she seemed to be perfectly content hanging out in the background. There were a few times that Kenna would make a sound, and the Sky’s bear would respond in kind which was weird, but overall the Shifter thing wasn’t that bad, and she hoped it stayed that way. One thing that did surprise her was that she hadn’t picked up a piece of paper or a pencil in a long time. The last time was at the RBMC clubhouse, and she left that drawing behind. Maybe it was just her mind needing a break, but it did concern her. Designing and building motorcycles were important to her. She didn’t want to let go of everything she had built just because her circumstances had changed.
Sky was standing in front of a mirror in another bathroom looking at herself. At least this bathroom was nice. She was wearing one of those silk slip nightgowns. It wasn’t her usual style, and it wasn’t even close to what she felt comfortable in, but Bas was coming home tonight, and she wanted to look pretty for him. It was an entirely girly thing to do, and Sky had never been all that girly, but Ryleigh talked her into it. So here she was seconding guessing herself, waiting for Bas to come home.
She heard the car doors slamming and knew the time had come to either fish or cut bait. The plan her and Ryleigh had come up with was for her to wait in Bas’ bedroom with the light turned low, a fire burning in the fireplace, soft music playing in the background, and the sheets pulled down. And of course, her waiting for him in her new silky nightwear.
Sky stood there for about a second and then changed her mind. Rushing to the closet, she grabbed one of Bas’ coats and headed out the door and down the stairs. She didn’t want to wait to see him. She didn’t need to build up the anticipation because she already had that in spades. The bond was burning brightly in her body and urging her to go to her man, so that was what she did.
Sky never made it past the last step on the stairs. Bas charged in and swept her up into to his arms. And to the cheers of his Team and family, they left the lodge. Sky had no idea where they were going, but after a short walk, she was surprised to see the cutest little cabin nestled in the woods. Bas never said a word to her, but Sky felt him. He was just as eager and desperate as she was to be alone together.
Bas didn’t falter in his steps. Opening the door, he walked with her across the threshold. Bas entranced her so much that she had hardly paid attention to anything else. Staring into his beautiful eyes was sure to become her favorite pastime. When he placed her on her feet and asked what she thought all she said was beautiful. He smiled and said, “No babe, what do you think of our new home?”
Looking around for the first-time, Sky was floored. The cabin was beautiful, homey, and warm. Made much like the lodge it had a vaulted ceiling with sturdy beams and the walls were made of pine planks. There was a stone fireplace that someone had already lit and hundreds of candles sprinkled around the room, providing the only light.
It was a dream. All Sky could think was, this cabin was beautiful, but the man standing before her was heaven.
"I will give you a tour later, but right now I need to kiss you. It’s been too long. I want to kiss my mate.” Placing his hand on the sides of her face, Bas pulled Sky in for the most amazing kiss. Leaning back, Bas said, “Babe, I love you more than life itself. You are the reason I breathe and the reason I will continue to breathe until my last one. Please forgive me for being a total douchebag, and agree to be my mate."
Sky couldn’t help the tears and the small laugh that escaped her because of his beautiful and not so beautiful words. That was her man; brash and bolden. Lifting his hand, she pressed her lips to his mating mark.
"Bas, I love you more than words can say. You are my present and my future, but you are also a douche some of the time."
They both laughed at that.
Bas was looking at Sky with new eyes. She had always been beautiful to him, and he had wanted her from the start, but he fought himself and regretted every second of it. The look in her eyes was so heated and loving. When her little pink tongue peeked out of those luscious lips to moisten them, Bas watched with avidly. He wanted that tongue on his lips. He brought his thumb to the affected area to wipe away the sheen.
Sky couldn’t resist the temptation and brought her tongue out to meet his digit. The flare in his eyes made her bolder, and she soon enveloped his thumb into her mouth, sucking and licking it, mimicking what she carved to do with another part of his body.
"Babe, you are playing with fire. I wanted to go slow, worship your body, and show you just how much I love you. But if you keep this up, this is going to be done a lot faster than either of us want."
Sky pulled her mouth away from Bas’ thumb, “Babe, we have the rest of our lives to take it slow and enjoy each and every moment. But right now, I need you so badly. Please, Bas,” Sky pleaded. Her panties were wet, and she was crawling out of her skin because of how much she needed him. He had been gone for so long, well only a week, but she needed this connection with him. Sky needed him and she needed him now. She had never been so horny in her life.
"Damn, I can’t deny you anything. Strip for me and let me see that furry biscuit I have been dying to get a taste of." Bas was trying to contain his laughter under his smirk, but it wasn’t working.
Sky was shocked into silences for all of two seconds and then said, “Well, I assure you it will be the best furry biscuit you have ever had, Mr. Frost,” and then she couldn’t help but laugh. She had forgotten that she had used those words, but apparently, Bas remembered.
"Is that so, Skylar Thomas? I think you are just going to have to prove that to me. I must tell you, though, I believe I will become quite the connoisseur of furry biscuits, so it must only be the best of the best. Why don’t you get rid of my coat and show me what you have hiding under there so we can get on with the sampling?”
Sky turned around and looked over her shoulder, “I don’t know, Mr. Frost," Sky said unbuttoning the coat and bringing it down her shoulder, “are you sure you are worthy of such a treat?”
"Oh, I assure you, Ms. Thomas, I am more than worthy. My skills at the proper way to eat furry biscuit are second to none."
Sky dropped the coat entirely as Bas walked up and pressed himself against her back. He then started to kiss and suck at her neck. He ran his hands down her sides and then over her belly up to her breasts.
“Damn babe, this is nice. Did you wear it for me?”
Sky whispered a, “Yes,” then turned in his arms wanting to see and touch him herself. The jokes and lightness were gone, leaving thick want and desire behind.
Bas’ eyes were hooded and bright, and his breathing had escalated. Sky imagined she looked very much the same way. He took her hand, leading her towards the fire when he stepped back to look at her again. Sky surprised him by drawing the spaghetti straps down her arms and dropping the gown to the floor.
"Damn, Sky," Bas said before moving closer and kissing her roughly. No part of Sky’s mouth was left untouched by the exquisite intrusion. Bas’ hands moved from her face to her shoulders, creating tingles along the way. Sky could feel the moisture on her bare thighs. She was so wet, so needy for this man. Deciding to be bold once again, she brought her hands to his belt. But before she could undo anything, Bas stopped her.
"Babe, I’m in charge of this. Just let it happen. I want to you lay down on the rug in front of the fireplace, raise your knees, and spread those beautiful thighs. Then I want you to close your eyes and wait for me."
Sky didn’t want to do any of those things at the moment. She wanted to touch, lick, and feel Bas. But she remembered the hotel and how much his instruction enticed and ultimately invigorated her. Lying down on the faux bearskin rug, Sky was ready to laugh. Looking to Bas, he had a smirk on his face as well. But she quickly regained her composure. Laying naked with her knee bent and spread, she felt a bit vulnerable, but knew Bas would make it all worth it.
Bas stared at his Sky, the love of his life and the most beautiful person he had ever seen. She had followed his instructions and was now waiting patiently for him. His cock was hard enough to hammer nails, and his balls were so tight he was afraid he might blow or implode any moment. Sky had surprised him with her forwardness today. He was expecting her to be a bit standoffish after all that had happened but was delighted she was willing to go forward with this with him.
Hastily removing his clothes, he joined Sky on the rug. Damn, his mate was gorgeous. Her breasts, tight and pert, and her tiny body was banging. He longed to see her heavy with his child no matter what she had said in the forest.
Lightly running his finger down her body, Bas was fascinated by the goosebumps that seemed to follow his touch. Sky nipples were tight and he noticed that her thighs and clef were soaking wet. Wanting to prolong the experience, he continued touch. When Sky growled, he knew she had had enough. However, he couldn’t resist tormenting her a bit more. Using his mouth, he explored every bit of her body, moving down until he was at the place he craved more than air at the moment.
Bas gently grabbed Sky’s foot, placing it onto his shoulder. When her breathing hitched, he knew she knew what he planned. Having waited for this moment for what seemed like forever, his first taste was more than he had ever expected. Sky was sweet, soft, and so very wet for him. Unable to get enough, he sucked first her outer lips, enjoying the feel of her bare lips in his mouth. Then wanting another taste, he used his thumbs to open up his prize to his view, delving his tongue within her feminine depths.
Sky was trembling and moving her hips, begging for more, but Bas wasn’t having any of that. Removing his finger, he placed one of his hands on her stomach, keeping her in place. Then he concentrated on the part of her that needed him the most. He was so turned on that even he noticed the pre-cum dripping from his shaft on his stomach. He needed to give them both this before he exploded. Placing his lips around her clit, he sucked and then flicked the delightful bundle of nerves with this tongue.
Moving his hand, wanting Sky to move as she needed, he increased his efforts. When her movement became erratic, he placed first one finger and then two into her sheath, stretching her. When her pussy started to ripple and spasm with her upcoming release, he turned his fingers, finding her g-spot and rubbing it. Just as she began to scream his name, he used his finger to break the barrier of her innocence.
Damn, his mate was so perfect. Climbing up her body, Bas didn’t wait for her to come back to earth. Plunging balls deep in one movement, he made them both cry out. His intention had been to go slow, but the moment had overwhelmed him. Damn, he had to slow down, stopping just for a moment to reign himself in. He didn’t want to hurt her. Looking down into Sky’s eyes he couldn’t resist leaning forward and kiss", Babe, are you okay?" She answered him with a plea.
Once he regained a reasonable amount of control, he started to pump himself within her body. Setting a slow and leisurely pace he didn’t feel, but wanted to give her he tried to concentrate on all that he was feeling. But his little Sky had other ideas.
Sky felt so good, but Bas was keeping her right on edge with his slow movements. She wanted sparkles. She needed, damn, she really didn’t know what she needed. She had just gotten off but could feel another orgasm building, and she wanted it. She tried lifting her hips to encourage him to go faster, harder, something, but he was so large that her movements were stilted. Deciding to try something else, she frantically grabbed his face. Sky kissed him with everything she had, mimicking what she wanted him to do with his dick.
When that didn’t get what she wanted, she tried to roll them over so she could just take what she thought she needed. Looking up into Bas' eyes, she noticed the smile in them, “Do you need something, baby?”
Sky growled. Yeah, she needed something. She just wasn’t quite sure what it was; faster, deeper, harder, something. All she said was, “Please.”
“Anything you need, baby. All you have to do is ask.”
Bas sat up, and at first Sky was about to cry out, not wanting him to leave her. But when he simply took her feet and placed them on his shoulders, going to his knees. She could no longer speak or think. The new angle made his penetration deeper, hitting spots within her core she had never known existed before. When he started pounding into her, all she could do was beg for more.
Bas complied, and the results were explosive. Sky’s orgasm hit but just kept on going. Her mind was chaotic and frenzied, and she was pretty sure her heart had stopped beating. It was unbelievable. She felt electrified. Her entire core was a live wire ready to combust. With a growl and a curse, Sky felt Bas' explosion throughout her womb. His warm jets of sperm seemed to pulsate through her body creating another cataclysmic event.
Bas felt like he had died and gone to heaven. He had never cum so hard in his life. After Sky had exploded, her legs had fallen from his shoulders and to the sides of his body. When he realized that he too had fallen on top of her after his completion, he quickly moved to the side. Taking her with him, trying his damnedest to keep his now softening cock within her depths, he didn’t want to the moment to end.
Looking down at his mate, he placed butterfly kisses all over her face. Never being as happy as he was at this moment. “Baby, I love you so much.” He had to laugh because although Sky was all smiles, he seemed to have fucked her senseless because she wasn't moving or saying a word. Giving her a few minutes he just watched, when she brought her hand up to his face, he noticed something and grabbed her hand. Then he lifted his own as well. Their marks had changed. The original was still there but now it was surrounded by another circle. They had been fate blessed. The circle completed their past, present, and future and was now joined. That was incredible. Sky hadn’t said anything, so he asked,” Sky, baby, are you okay?”
Sky saw the marks and knew instinctively what they meant. She and Bas were, and had always been, fated. Now they had been blessed as well. They still had things they needed to work out, but that would happen over time. The bond they shared was now a warm blue and as thick as a tree trunk, and its roots ran very deep. Just like her love for this man.
"I was just wondering now that I have been proving right and all, did you find my furry biscuit to your liking, Mr. Frost?"
"Yeah baby, now and forever," Bas said.
New York, NAC Headquarters
Declan “Senior” Quinn was sitting at this desk sipping his favorite Scotch. It was aged, smoky and held just the right amount of burn as it traveled down his throat. So much was changing. Secrets were coming out daily and men he had trained, respected, and considered a part of his family were either crumbling under the pressure or prevailing. They had found traitors, spies, and plants in all of the Teams he had meticulously chosen years ago.
NAC wasn’t functioning as it had been intended. Very few Teams were going on missions. Now all their focus and time was devoted to finding the women Franklin, Pandora, and Davis Defense engineered, or one of the many other problems those entities also created for the Shifter World. The Association was an annoyance, but had just proved how dangerous they could be. They had information that shouldn’t have been possible or permitted. He was losing his firmly held grip, and it ticked him off.
A couple of things did make him smile though, little McKenna and now Quinn. His life and legacy would live on through those two children. He knew his time was running short. Dragons weren’t like other Shifters; they didn’t go rogue. That was a secret his family had kept for thousands of years. With dragons, as long as they had an anchor, their time on the planet was infinite. The only problem, or the catch, was that the anchor had to be solely that of the dragon.
Ryleigh had been that for him for many years, but once she mated to Jacks, she became his. Declan’s dragon was starting to fade. He also couldn’t just go out and adopt another child to replace her; that would be too simple. Just like the mating bond, the dragon chose the anchor. He didn’t feel that there was much he could do about it. Things were what they were, no matter how much people craved them to be otherwise. He would make sure the people he loved were taken care of for years to come. He just wouldn’t be there to witness their happiness.
Looking to the corner of the room, Declan leaned back in his chair. Declan knew he was there, had been there for a while now. He wasn’t willing to come out of the shadows just yet. For many years, he had allowed that the man was a loner, an uncommon occurrence amongst Shifters. Shifters needed the bonds of family, friendship, and pack to flourish. This man was the exception to that rule.
Deciding he had waited long enough Declan said, “Time to come out of the shadows, brother.” He leaned forward on his desk and grabbed another crystal tumbler, filling it with Scotch. The man that seemed to appear out of nowhere was the Shifters community’s own version of the boogieman. He held the stature of a Shifter; broad and heavily muscled. He also had the height and width of a formable man. Declan was no slouch, but this man was a giant.
His hair was long and pitch black. His eyes were equally as dark and held a coldness. The scar running from the corner of his eye down the side of his cheeks only added to his menace. There were other scars on his body, many of them, but his clothing covered them from view. His choice of clothing was always the same, black; black shirt, black pants, and a black coat that covered every inch of his skin. He wore a leather twine around his neck that held a silver medallion that had been handed down in his family. The medallion held his power. The power to not be seen or sensed by anyone unless he so chooses. It was ancient magic Declan had only read about and one of the only things he feared, as it was as black as the man’s clothing choice.
He didn’t move quickly or respond to Declan in any way. He simply strolled over, taking a seat in front of his desk. The man then took the glass that Declan had offered and took a drink. They both knew what this meeting was about and neither of them liked it, but still had had to be done. The choices and arrangements they made as young men were no longer possible. Things needed to change.
"It is good to see you again, Matthias. It has been too long," Declan said.
"Oh, I don’t know about that, Declan. I think once a decade is plenty of time between visits. Our animals do not meld well together, and I have a feeling I am not going to like what you have to say. Let’s get on with this."
"It is time for you to take over and lead the Teams," Declan announced.
"No, it is not, you have been training Jackson Thorp for that position. I am to remain what I have always been; a shadow."
"Things have changed, Matthias, and you know it. Jackson is otherwise occupied and cannot take my place at this time. He has a mate and a child to worry about now. His team is also finding their mates and having children of their own. His focus must remain right where it is; on them. My time is limited. My magic and dragon are fading. It is time for you to take the place you were always meant to have and leave the black behind. We always knew this day would come, why fight it?"
Matthias laughed, it was a sound that sounded foreign and rough coming from the man.
"So you say, Declan, but I don’t agree. You just need to find a new anchor, and everything can remain as it always has. I will run NAC from the shadows. I do not need to come out to the community for that to happen. You have been pushing me for years to be more than the assassin I truly am. The only person in this room that needs to stop fighting is you."
"See, that is where we disagree. It is time you accepted your rightful place and claimed your son. He has no idea the power he holds, and you haven’t once attempted to train him in the ways of old. If he is one of the chosen and finds his mate, that power will only increase. If you don’t show him the way of your people and how to harness that power, he could destroy everything we have worked for all these years. That is your burden. I have trained and contained him for all these years, but with my dragon is fading. I no longer have the ability. It is time you stepped up to the plate. I will not allow you to hide from your responsibilities any longer."
"You will not allow,” Matthias grunted. “When have you ever allowed me to do anything, Declan? I am not one of your men. I do not bow to your orders, and I certainly will not allow you to dictate the future. You, old friend, have forgotten your place in all of this. The mistakes of the past are not just mine. All you have to do is bond with your son, and he will become your anchor. The bonds between father and son do not diminish if he takes a mate. But instead of doing that, you are running to look for something else and trying to push your will onto me. Why is that, old friend?"
"Why would you insist I take on my son when you are not willing to do the same? When is the last time you have seen him, or talked with him, last week, or possibly more recently? My son will contain his magic, I have made sure of that. He has been bound since birth. Your magic and dragon helped him through his transition, that is all. What of your son, though? He still doesn’t know his true nature. If he mates and his true beast emerges, how will you explain that? Or are you going to eliminate the threat of that happening like you did so long ago?"
"Fuck you!” Declan shouted. “I did what was necessary at the time. I don’t regret my choice. The girl was never meant to be his, and we both know that. I can throw just as much dirt in your face, Matthias, so don’t act holier than thou now because we both know you aren’t worthy. The sins of the father and all that fucking bull shit. If you do not accept my request, then maybe you will agree to this. You owe me, Matthias, and it is time to pay up. Tobias is alive, and I need to deal with him. And what he is doing, you cannot do that because you are bound by blood to him, your mistake, not mine."
"You are wrong,” Matthias said getting up from his seat, bringing his still full glass to his mouth and chugging it. “Tobias has not been heard from in over twenty years. He has not been a part of the community or influenced them since my release and him going into hiding. You are just saying this to get me to do your bidding. Prove it, mother fucker. I will not be swayed by your lies."
Declan got up from his seat and faced his oldest friend, "I have never once lied to you. Tobias is alive. He started The Association and then abandoned them when he found a new purpose. That purpose is natural born females. He has figured out a way to create them when no one else could. I don’t know what his plan is, but Tobias has always been a twisted fuck. The natural born female we have recently found was abandoned at the age of five and placed with humans. Why he did that? I don’t know, but we need to know. He always did like moving people around like pieces on a chessboard. If you didn’t have the blood bond and the inability to harm him, I would be sending you instead of going myself. But then again, those choices have been removed from us, haven’t they?"
"Asshole, fine, I will handle NAC and the Teams for a limited amount of time, but you and I will be tracking Tobias down together,” Matthias stated. “I may not be able to harm the fucker, but I will be there when you take him out. I want him to pay for every sick and disgusting thing he did and has done to Christian and me while in his den of depravity. I will not sit idly by while you take this on by yourself.”
Matthias turned to leave, and Declan stopped him.
“There is more,” Declan interrupted. “Skylar, the child I spoke of before, is with Alpha Team. You need to talk to her and tell her and the others of the powers that she holds. We cannot have them going into any of this blind. The children will be the most affected, but the others will notice, and it could cause problems without proper explanation."
"Whatever, set up a time and a place and I will be there,” Matthias said. “But don’t expect me to coddle them like you do. They will listen and learn. I will not pussy foot around issues and hope for the best, as you have for so long. I will also not allow the challenge I am sure will come from Jackson. You best prepare all of them before that day, do you understand?"
"Yes of course, but that is not it. Skylar is Tobias’ daughter. Are you going to be able to withhold your judgment of the girl, or are you going to damn her because of the man that created her? I need to know this, Matthias, she is nothing like Tobias. She has already placed herself in front of danger to protect Ryleigh and Quinn. I have no doubt she will continue to prove the legends correct and be the protector these children need. The problem you might have is that she remembers her time with Tobias fondly. "
Matthias laughed again this time a little less forced, "You might be surprised to learn that it doesn’t bother me in the least. I am glad the girl didn’t have to endure the torture and sadistic tactics Tobias often employs. I also have no will or want to try and persuade her otherwise. Let her have her memories. I have learned that there is only so much good in this world, so why taint something that is based on innocence?"
"Set up the meetings. I will do them by teleconference, just as you have done. I see no need for physical contact. Until we have found and eliminated Tobias, you will need to continue to deal with Echo Team. I am not ready to lay all my cards out on the table, just as you aren’t, that is something we both need to agree upon now before any of this goes further."
"Agreed, I will forward you the numbers and times for the meetings with Alpha and the others. Will you be staying in New York?" Declan questioned.
"No, I will be tracking Tobias. Once I have located him, I will call you in. You need to go and find your anchor or bond with your son. Your choice, but if Tobias has made naturals from his seed, he will be stronger than he was before. And I can guarantee he will not go away as quickly or quietly this time if you are going up against him in a weakened state. You need to be at full strength,” Matthias warned.
Declan watched as Matthias walked out the door. Matthias was right; he wouldn’t be able to defeat Tobias in his weakened state. But there was another possibility that the man hadn’t thought of. If Declan couldn’t find his anchor, one other man had the ability to defeat Tobias. All he had to do was move the right people around to make that happen.
Picking up his phone he dialed a number he hadn’t used in many, many years. The sweet, feminine voice that answered warmed his heart, "Declan, is there a problem?” the woman on the other end of the line questioned. "
"It’s time, Kiera, you need to send her to Cash. He needs her now."
"Understood, Declan, please be safe."
The End.
Ethan’s book is coming soon. But keep watching Whiskey the first of the Ruthless Bastards MC will be out soon as well. These two series will link up because of the connection with Sebastian and his brothers but the Ruthless Bastards will not be like NAC & The Holly Group. I hope you enjoy.