Free Unstoppable Force (Force of Nature Series) by Kathi S. Barton Page A

him to stop that, but
he was leaning into her neck now and licking her throat. “You have to quit
that. It’s not…it’s not fair.”
    “But you taste delicious to me. I can
smell your arousal. Do you know what it does to me?” He nipped at her skin. “Tell
me what it makes you feel like when I do this to you.”
    “Please.” Her hands were suddenly in
front of her and she was close to touching him. “I know what you are. All of
you. You won’t be able to hide anything from me. I’ll…” He licked her pounding
pulse. “I’ll…please stop, I can’t think.”
    He pulled his head up from her shoulder
and looked at him. His eyes were the same warm brown that they had been the
night she’d begged him to kill her. Without thought as to what she was doing to
either of them she touched his face with both hands.
    The memories came first. His father
dying, his mother crying a great deal. Fights with his brothers, his first
change. She found his first love, his first sexual encounter. There were
teenage drunken runs though the fields, as well as sex with a she-wolf. His
happiness at making his first thousand dollars then his million. He had even
made his first five hundred million and no one but him, and now her, knew about
it. Then as the memories grew older, he grew older, as well as his family. The
boys that had come to live with them, Reid and Randy, and his talk with them
about sex and women. She laughed when the older boy embarrassed Connor when
he’d asked about masturbation. Then she saw his thoughts of her, of them. The
house that he was building with her in mind. The care he was taking to make it
special for her. She knew she was coming to the end of the now time when she
saw what he’d purchased in the last bag. Then things changed.
    He was hurt badly. His fur bloodied and
matted with it. His leg broken and hurt. She saw her standing over him, a gun
in her hand and a look of determination on her face. Others were behind her and
him, pack. Some of them shifted into wolf, others in human form, but all of
them ready to stand behind them, behind her. When she felt the final connection,
she felt the room spin and darken. She was slipping away just as she heard him
say her name.
    “I can trust you,” she said as she
slipped away into the dark void.
    Opening her eyes slowly, she was aware
of two things immediately. One, she wasn’t alone in the big bed, and two, there
were two vampires in the room with them. One of them was Phil; the other man
she didn’t know.
    “He’s with me,” Phil spoke softly. “Myles
Kramer, I’d like for you to meet Ginger Cavanaugh. She goes by Lou. Myles is my
child and a very good friend of mine.”
    “What are you doing here?” She sat up
only to be pulled back down next to the man in the bed beside her. Every time
she tried to get up, he pulled her back to him.
    “He’s been doing that for two days.
Every time you move, he pulls you to him. Annoying, I suppose, but with mates,
it’s hard not to have your loved ones close.” She glared at him and he laughed.
“I felt your pain and when I lost the connection to you I came to see what had
happened. The power coming off you was…well, slightly terrifying. You’re more
than people think you are, aren’t you?”
    She ignored his question and put a
pillow under her head to see them better. “What do you mean you felt the loss
of connection? I don’t have anything…” She looked up at him sharply. “That’s
right, you gave me your blood.”
    “Very good. I had to. The second time
you went into surgery, you were dying. The infection from your wound had
entered your heart and was causing you to have small heart attacks. And Clint
was sure that the next one or two was going to kill you.” He leaned back in his
chair. “I couldn’t let that happen. You’re Connor’s mate and he’s my friend.”
    She looked at the man sleeping beside
her. “You said two days. Is that how long he’s been out too? I didn’t mean