It Begins With a Rogue's Bite (12 page)

He was happy he did, because he needed peace to think things over. They’d have to make their decisions soon. He had already made up his mind that he would mate with Cheryl in her time of sexual need. But he wasn’t so sure about Shane.

Knowing what his brother had gone through in the past, he could understand why hearing Cheryl’s confession would affect him more. But Thomas didn’t see how what she experienced in her past had to do with her current condition. Having sex to sate her sexual desires and tame the beast within would not traumatize her. It was a natural part of the transition’s process. Going against it would cause her more harm.

Thomas wasn’t sure he’d want to be a part of the process if a complete stranger got involved, but he couldn’t back down, either. The vision had connected him to Cheryl, and no matter what, he couldn’t break that tie, at least not yet.

In his body, mind, and even soul, he knew he had been destined to be her lover in her time of sexual release. So was Shane. Now how the hell could he convince his brother of that? Once Shane set his mind on something, he rarely changed it.

He stood up when Cheryl turned in the bed, opened her eyes, and closed them a split second later. It looked like she’d be waking up soon. The doctor would be back for their answer. Damn, where was his brother?

* * * *

Shane followed her back to her station, waiting and plotting. He regretted it had to come to this, but after rolling over the situation in his mind, he knew it was the only option.

Once he saw the nurse alone at the counter writing something down, he walked up to her with a wide smile plastered on his face.

“Hi. I’m sorry to bother you, but can you tell me how to get to the B Wing. I seem to have gotten lost.”

She raised her gaze and smiled when she saw his face. “Oh, Mr. Bicks.”

He played coy. “Do I know—Oh, yes, you’re the nurse who came into Miss Brete’s room to give her a sedative earlier.”

“Yes, I did.” She nodded.

“Yes, you interrupted the sponge bath.” His grin widened.

Blushing, she stared at the ground. “I’m sorry about that, but I had my orders from Dr. Jonas.”

He rested his hand on the counter and leaned in closer while he worked his charm. “That’s all right. I was happy you interrupted.”

Her eyes brightened as she stared at him. “You were?”

“Oh, yeah. That was a bit too freaky for my tastes if you get my drift.”

Disappointment and then confusion spread over her features. “Why?”

“Well, the whole sexual release process, I mean. I know the patient needs partners to participate in sexual intercourse, but frankly, I find it too bizarre.” He leaned in even closer and whispered in her ear. “I’m glad you came in when you did.”

“Why?” She giggled.

“Well, for one thing you stopped things from going any further, and I got to meet you.” He extended his hand. “Your name is…?”

She accepted his extended hand. “Sarah Hunt.”

He held her hand and turned it so he could kiss the outside of it while staring into her dark eyes. “It’s nice to meet you, Sarah. I’m Shane.”

She continued to giggle. “Hi, Shane. It’s nice to meet you, too.”

“So tell me, Sarah, do you have any plans for Saturday evening, that’s if you are unattached?” While turning to lean on the counter, he inched his body closer to hers so their shoulders touched.

“Oh, no.” She shook her head nervously.

He couldn’t help smiling at her awkwardness. “No, you’re not attached, or no you don’t have plans Saturday evening?”

She blushed. “I mean, no, I have no plans, and I’m single.”

“Oh, that’s great.”

“But I thought you and your brother would be here for the next week taking care of Miss Brete?”

“Thomas will, but I won’t. I’ll be going soon. Like I said, that’s too weird for me. I like my women already converted.” His right eyebrow lifted in seduction.

Obviously believing his lie, she smiled.

“So, Sarah, that sedative you gave Miss Brete was powerful stuff. I never saw anything work so fast and so long. What was that?”

Her eyes shifted briefly as if she were trying to remember something. “That was Phrenes. Yes, it’s the strongest sedative we have in The Haven.”

“I never heard of it.” He tapped his chin with his forefinger in thought.

“That’s because it isn’t on the market. It’s used only at The Haven and under controlled conditions. It used to be more widely administered years ago when patients had a choice of being sedated on the full moon or having sexual release.”

His brow lifted in curiosity. “Really. One dose was enough for that?”

She laughed. “Oh, no, hardly. The sexual urges can last sometimes for more than a day after the full moon in patients, and the drug is effective for only eight hours. So we’d give the patient a dose every eight hours.”

“Interesting.” He tilted his head and looked at his watch. “Oh, I have to get back to my brother. I’m sure he’s wondering where I am.”

He’d started to turn on his heel when she said, “Wait a minute.” Then she scribbled something down on a sticky pad on the counter and handed him the paper. “Here you go.”

He took it in confusion, then realized she had jotted down her number. “Thanks. I’ll call you. Bye.”

She smiled. “I’ll be waiting.”

He’d turned and started walking when she added, “You’re going the wrong way.”

Frowning, he glanced over his shoulder at her. “I’m sorry?”

She pointed to her right. “Before, you asked me where the B Wing is. It’s that way.”

“Ah, thanks.” He half-laughed, then walked in the direction she pointed until he got to the corner of the corridor and turned. He waited behind the corner until she left the nurse’s desk and the coast would be clear for him to enter the room next to the station.

Once he got what he looked for, he could put the next part of his plan in motion. God, he hoped nothing would go wrong.

Chapter Fifteen

Panting, Shane took a deep breath when he got to the door. He had run for several minutes to get here as quickly as possible. He waited until his heart stopped pounding to open the door.

Thomas sat at the table, staring into Cheryl’s room. The moment he saw Shane, he cursed. “Where the hell have you been?”

“Walking, thinking.” Shane closed the door behind him.

“Well, thank God you came back in time. Dr. Jonas is on her way up here and wants to know wha—” Before Thomas could finish his sentence, there came a knock at the door.

Shane turned to open it. Dr. Jonas stood there with a serious expression.

He pushed the door open and extended his arm. “Come in, Doctor.”

She seemed tense and in a hurry. She glanced first at Shane, then at Thomas.

“So have you come to a decision, gentlemen?” she asked.

“I have. I’ll be her sexual partner for as long as she needs me,” Thomas said, and frowning, glanced at his brother. “What about you?”

Shane looked at his brother, then at the doctor. He waited a minute to answer. He couldn’t exactly show them he had already made up his mind so easily.

Then he said, “Me too. I don’t like this whole situation, but like you said, Doctor, it’s the best way.”

Thomas smiled. “I’m glad you finally agreed.”

“Good.” The doctor nodded and took out a key from her pocket. “This is for the cabinet in her room. There, you’ll find everything you’ll need to help her.”

She scribbled something on her chart and checked her watch. “I have to see another patient. If you need anything, just push the button in Miss Brete’s room beside her bed and a nurse will come to assist you.”

Thomas touched her shoulder before she could move forward. “What do we do now?”

She lifted her brow as she gazed at him as if she found his question ridiculous. “You wait, Mr. Bicks. Wait until she wakes up.”

He gave her a sarcastic look. “I know that. I mean what do we do when she wakes up?”

 
“She most probably will awaken in heat. Wait until she makes the first move and just follow her every request.”

“Do we take it slow, gentle?” Thomas asked.

She smirked as she stepped to the door and opened it. “Once she is ready to mate, there won’t be anything gentle about it, Mr. Bicks. The sexual urges she’ll experience will be insatiable. And you’ll need to satisfy her every desire. By the time the wanton urges subside in her, you and your brother will feel like you’re on the brink of death.”

Then she took a couple of steps forward and said, “Good luck, gentlemen,” and closed the door behind her before Shane could add the sarcastic question of if she’d be watching.

Chapter Sixteen

When she turned to her side, her breasts felt like engorged melons that would burst when squeezed. That certainly bolted her out of sleep. She sat up, touching them. The heat on contact made her jump. What was happening to her?

She undid the tie of her hospital gown, letting the material drop to her waist so she could better examine her chest.

Holy shit!

Her B-cup mounds had transformed into C cups, and her pale nipples were now dark and erect. Flabbergasted, she stared at them, not believing her eyes. Did she really wake up? Or was she still dreaming?

Before she could ponder these questions further, the door opened. Shane and Thomas walked in, closing the door behind them. Their eyes focused on her breasts, and they just stared, transfixed.

Their intense gazes brought more heat to her chest, and she swore her nipples rose and perked up with further arousal. She instantly pulled up her gown in embarrassment, which apparently brought them out of their stupor.

“How do you feel?” Thomas asked.

“I feel like I just slept for a thousand years.” She wanted to add,
And that my original body has been repossessed and I’ve been given a sex machine model instead.
But, of course, she didn’t.

“Well, sleep is good. I’m sure you feel stronger and more relaxed now that your body rested,” Shane commented.

Yes, to stronger, but hell no to the more relaxed part. Her body raged with desire, heat, and deep-set energy. She felt like it would all spill out of her and she’d turn into Miss Hyde.

She just nodded. No need to let the boys know that if she were given the chance, she’d tear off their clothes here and now and have her way with them over and over again. Her panties dampened with her thoughts.

“Would you like something to eat?” Shane asked.

“No, I’m not hungry.” She couldn’t eat. Her body screamed only one thing to her mind.
Sexual release
.

“How about another sponge bath?” Thomas asked with a sly smile and lifted eyebrow.

Shane looked at his brother and frowned when Thomas gazed back at him.

“Yes, I’d like that,” she blurted out, and hoped it didn’t sound too desperate or anxious. Damn, his teasing expression when he proposed the bath made her pussy tremble with excitement.

“I’ll go get the water and everything now.” Thomas walked over to the washroom.