Circe's Recruits 1: Roane (12 page)

“Strip.”

“So you’re telling me she needs to fuck my team?” Roane’s voice boomed down the hallway.

“It’s not that simple. Caitlyn’s going through a rough period. I believe she’s already bonded with you, Roane. But you’re in a dominant position, and your mate is as alpha as you are.”

“What?” Roane liked hearing the words “your mate.” The rest of Doc’s explanation gave him a headache.

“Caitlyn has embraced her beast, to an extent.” Doc sighed. “She came to me the other day with a problem. I told her I would keep this confidential, but I don’t think she can get over this on her own.”

“What’s the problem?” Roane’s tension grew. Was something wrong with her?

“I want you to hear me out before you react.”

“Just tell me.”

“Caitlyn physically desires you all the time.” Roane blinked. “That’s a problem?”

“No, that’s good. That means she’s as fixated on you as you are on her. She recognizes you on a basic level. I’d imagine if I hadn’t put the both of you on such strong birth control, she’d be pregnant by now.”

Satisfaction welled inside him. “Yeah.”

“But there’s a slight problem. Caitlyn has latched on to the alpha of this team. She’s a strong woman. Her instincts are not to submit to you in all things, Roane. She just needs a male strong enough to justify procreation. Sex,” Doc spoke bluntly, apparently seeing Roane’s confusion.

“I still don’t see the problem. I don’t want a slave.” The conversation was beginning to make him uncomfortable. Talking about sex with Doc had that effect.

“My point is that you’ve engaged with the others, ah, sexually. When the mating heat struck.”

He flushed. “So?”

“I think Caitlyn’s been fighting the lure of four unclaimed males in close proximity.

You have Caitlyn, thus your mating heat, and hers, is no longer an issue. But the others are close to their time, and it has to be affecting her. I also think she needs to bond with the men on a sexual level, if only to have that same closeness with them that you do.”

“That’s crazy.” Jealousy speared him, though a part of him recognized Doc’s words as truth, further confusing him.

“Is it? After the five of you bonded that first time, didn’t you feel a part of something more? And didn’t you tell me that your beast recognized them as family only after you’d experienced sexual satisfaction together?”

“Do we really need to talk about this?” he asked in a strangled voice.

“Yes, if you’re planning on keeping Caitlyn.”

“Keeping her? Hell, yes, I’m keeping her. She’s mine.”

“Exactly. So listen to me when I tell you how to hold on to her. She feels terrible that she desires the others. When she explained it to me, though, it sounded more like a need to belong than a need for just sex. Most of the time it’s after she’s experienced coitus with you that she feels the need for more closeness. Oddly, like a pack mentality,” Doc said to himself.

“I’m not sure…” Roane stopped, the scent of Caitlyn’s need too close to ignore. “Shit.” He spun away from Doc and threw open the lab door in time to see Caitlyn advancing on a naked Derrick.

“Roane.” Caitlyn’s husky voice cut through the red hazing his vision. Her eyes flashed from a darker green to light jade. “I need --” She shook her head and seemed to grow even larger, her claws and teeth flashing under the lab lighting. “Yours,” she rasped, nodding at Derrick. “And mine.”

Hearing her claim Derrick pushed him into a rage. The only thing that saved Derrick from a fatal mauling was that he made no move toward Caitlyn. He stood frozen, like prey being stalked by a hungry predator. That, and Caitlyn’s obvious loss of control.

“You see?” Doc said quietly. “It’s an instinctual urge she has. She can’t help it. You need to fix this.”

“Derrick, don’t fucking move.” Roane used everything within him to prevent his change. He needed to stay in control for Caitlyn’s sake. He’d had years of practice and should have remembered how hard it had first been to rein in his basic desires. Doc was right.

Managing their abilities had been rather easy until their first mating heat hit. It had taken fights, blood, and sex before all five of the squad had come to an understanding. A pecking order reaffirmed with dominance and submission…sexually.

“You’d better hurry the hell up, Roane. I can’t take much more of this without throwing her down and fucking the shit out of her.” Derrick groaned, his skin hardening in spots, his eyes vacillating between round and slitted pupils.

“Fuck.” Roane didn’t have time to deal with this any other way. He knew something had been bothering Caitlyn, but he hadn’t wanted to acknowledge it was anything serious.

Just growing pains as she adjusted to her beast. “Doc, do me a favor and locate the others.

Send them to my room right away. I’m going to fix this right now.”

“Finally.” Doc breathed a sigh of relief. “I’ll find them. Just go.” Roane stepped between Derrick and Caitlyn and heard Derrick’s low moan. “Go to my room, D. We’ll settle this once and for all.”

“I’m not sure I can move.”

“Caitlyn.” Roane felt the full force of her attention in his cock, which hardened in seconds. “Let Derrick go. I know what you need, baby. Come with me, and I’ll make sure you get it.” He closed the distance between them. Reaching out, he grazed her cheek with his hand.

She stared into his eyes, and the scent around them faded. She didn’t look away from him, even when he heard the door to the lab open and close behind him.

“You want the others bonded to you, as they are to me.” She nodded, her frame relaxing.

“And you want me too, don’t you, hellcat? Deep inside you,” he crooned, needing her right now.

“Yes.” She hissed. “Mine.”

“Exactly.” This wouldn’t be easy, but it had to be done. “Let’s go back to my room then and get the party started.”

Roane forced himself to focus on Caitlyn and her needs. Though everything in him cried out not to do what he had planned, on an instinctual level, he knew this would ease Caitlyn’s problems.

Taking a deep breath, he led Caitlyn, still changed, toward his room. As they walked, he continued to praise her, soothing her with words. His hands stroked her shoulders, her back, her belly. He nuzzled her cheek, allowing her to mark him with her scent.

He deliberately moved slowly, to give the others time to reach his room first. But all too soon, they reached his door.

“Look at me, hellcat.” He waited until she met his gaze. They stood eye to eye. “The others are inside, but you need to remember something.” Roane dropped the shorts and shirt he wore, flowing into his other form with ease. “You belong to me.” He glared down at her, reinforcing his dominance. “They belong to me as well. Remember that.” Her eyes narrowed. Instead of arguing the point, as he expected, she nodded and glanced away, accepting his truth.

“Good.” His low voice rumbled. “Do what I tell you inside.” He cupped her breasts and squeezed, appreciating her firm nipples beneath the thin overshirt she wore.

“I will.” She grabbed his hands on her and caressed his fingers. “You’re in charge.” Her voice quivered with excitement, and Roane knew she could smell the scent of four caged Circs within his room.

He kissed her, nipping her lip with his teeth. Licking the small spot of blood, he let her go and opened the door.

Inside, Derrick, Hale, Zack, and Ace stood waiting.

“Derrick started to fill us in,” Hale said. His hooded gaze told Roane this wouldn’t be as easy as he hoped it might. “Maybe you can tell us exactly what it is you need.” Caitlyn released her scent, and they groaned.

“This is what I was talking about.” Derrick panted.

“This is shooting my control all to hell,” Zack murmured, glancing away from Caitlyn.

Roane pushed Caitlyn in farther and closed the door behind him. “Here’s the situation.

Caitlyn and I no longer experience mating heats, not since we’ve mated.” He couldn’t help pulling her back into him. His erection pressed against the small of her back, making him even harder.

“You four,” he continued, “are getting closer to your next heat. From what Doc said, that’s pushing all of Caitlyn’s buttons.”

“Damn.” Ace stepped forward, aroused and not hiding it. “So what are you going to do about it?” He glanced uneasily at Zack.

“There’s more.” Roane groaned when Caitlyn shifted. “Dammit, stop moving.” To the others he said, “When we started in Circe’s Recruits, we were military with rank and structure. It wasn’t until we hit the mating heat that things got…different.” Hale snorted. “Different. Yeah. That’s what I’d call mass orgies and violent sex.”

“My point is that Caitlyn’s more like us in the beginning stages. We bonded tight after we engaged. Sexually.” Roane had a hard time keeping still while he talked. The mention of sex set off several excited scents in the room, his own included. “She’s mine, no question. But as mine, she’s been experiencing the need to feel the rest of you the way you all felt me. Like the other day with Hale.”

“Fuck. You weren’t supposed to say anything.” Hale’s pupils grew slitted, and his arms lengthened, thickened.

“What about Hale?” Derrick asked. “And make it quick, because my beast is pushing to come out.”

“Yeah,” Zack and Ace agreed together.

Roane explained, “Caitlyn feels a deeper connection when it’s sexual. So we need to engage in another free-for-all.” He swallowed hard. “But we’re not going to get crazy this time. Zack and Ace, I know you two have been trying to keep it leashed for Kelly’s sake, but Caitlyn needs you two.”

“For Caitlyn.” Ace nodded. “But not one fucking word to Kelly about this.” Zack blew out a breath. “Not that this is a hardship or anything, but…”

“I understand,” Caitlyn spoke quietly and approached Zack. “I like Kelly. A lot. I wouldn’t ask any of you to do this if it weren’t so --” She paused, and her scent filled the air, ripe with invitation. She moaned and clutched Zack’s forearms. “It’s something I can’t control. I need this. My beast needs you.”

Zack and the others changed in a heartbeat, clothing scattering everywhere, Caitlyn’s included.

Roane forced himself to watch as his four friends converged on his mate. Lips and hands were on every part of her. She turned and caught his eye, reassuring herself before she fell back under the onslaught of four hungry Circs.

Sudden acceptance clicked inside him as the mating heat hit his team. Roane normally wouldn’t tolerate anyone taking his mate but him. This, however, was different. He had to see to his mate’s needs and his men’s needs. Instead of feeling like a violation, this joining reminded him of the ties he’d forged years ago. Ties he now had to see created between the only people in the world he cared for.

“Use the bed. That’s what it’s there for,” he growled. “But when you fuck her, leave her pussy alone. That’s all mine.”

The others grunted their assent and guided her toward the king-size bed, focused on sating their desires. To Roane’s surprise, Caitlyn took charge, licking and sucking wherever she pleased. In seconds, she had Derrick on his back and Hale on his knees while she writhed between Zack and Ace on either side of her. Before he knew it, she’d eased her ass over Derrick and had Hale in her mouth while she jerked Ace and Zack off with her hands.

She is so fucking hot. My mate controlling four Circs. Power and control, and she’s mine. Roane growled and forced himself to let go of his shaft. He was close to coming and wanted to wait. He’d spend inside his mate and nowhere else.

Derrick gripped her hips to help her with the pace. But he needn’t have bothered.

Caitlyn rode him hard while she sucked Hale off. Roane stepped closer to the bed, so close he could reach out and touch Hale if he wanted.

He couldn’t see Hale’s face, but he heard the male’s groans, his rapid breathing signaling he was close. It would have been impossible to last long under Caitlyn’s touch in the first place, but when she layered the room with those pheromones, she exacerbated the tension among them.

Derrick was the first to come as he yelled out and bucked under her. Hale came in her mouth, his ass squeezed tight as he pumped. She swallowed his load then left him and turned her attention to Zack’s flushed cock, then Ace’s. While she stroked them with her hands, she alternately sucked one, then the other.

“Caitlyn, yes, honey.” Zack moaned as he thrust inside her mouth. “I’m coming.” She pulled away and fisted his shaft, milking the copious seed that landed over her chest. He jerked at the same time Ace spewed, their seed mixing over her skin. She held them both, their flushed cocks leaking cum that she licked away with a sexy pink tongue.

Roane couldn’t handle anymore. His aggressive need to take what was his overwhelmed him. As if sensing he’d broken, the others stepped back. Roane lifted Caitlyn off Derrick, who rolled off the bed.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Her glassy-eyed gaze told him she’d fallen under her own sexual spell. She had yet to find release, so intent on absorbing the sexual fulfillment from the others.

The others gathered around the bed, two on one side and two on the other. They were hard, the scent of their mating heat still on them. Roane didn’t waste any time but pushed inside Caitlyn, his cock throbbing and huge.

She arched into him, her clit rubbing against his pelvis.

Not giving her anything but his all, Roane pounded inside her. As he thrust, he smoothed the cum over her tits, spreading the scents of his men over his female. One unit, one family. But she was his mate. Only his seed would bathe her pussy. Only his young would grow in her womb.

His excitement increased, more so when he glanced at his men jerking off over them.

The beasts’ arousal grew, all of them hungering for that plane of ecstasy, to produce more of their kind and cement their existence in the world.

Caitlyn scratched at his shoulders, her eyes wild as she neared her end. Roane wanted more. He wanted her complete submission.

He leaned down and sucked her nipple, the taste of Zack and Ace’s cum arousing over Caitlyn’s honeyed scent.

The others groaned and cried out as cum spattered Caitlyn and Roane while they mated.