Free Rebel's Desire (Iron Portal Paranormal Romance Series) (Iron Portal Series Book 4) by Laurie London Page A

Cascadia. One—no, two men had died bringing the thing back through the portal. There was a big market for Cascadian treasures, and at auction this sword would likely fetch as much, if not more, than one of these girls.
    “He's looking for a female with a very specific look.” Pushing up her glasses, she consulted her tablet. “A redhead with big breasts.”
    “Redhead? Did he not see Rita?”
    “Too skinny. Not edgy enough. Said if that’s all we have, he and his boys aren’t coming.”
    “Fuck.” He strode to the window. If Freddy didn’t come, it would be disastrous. They were some of the biggest whales on the guest list. If anyone else caught wind of it, they could change their minds, too.
    Davin grabbed the glass of champagne and drained it. “A redhead with a Talent and huge tits? We don't have anyone like that.”
    A blonde curled up on the sofa caught his attention. He’d forgotten she was there. Wasn’t she telling him something before about some redhead she knew? A Talent ?
    With his open robe streaming behind him like a cape, he strode over to her and patted her on the cheek. “Hey, Betty, wake up.”
    The girl mumbled something and wrapped her blanket tightly around her.
    “I’m talking to you.” He grabbed the edge of the blanket and jerked, and the naked girl spilled onto the floor with a clunk.
    “Sir, careful,” Iris said. “She’s one of our most valuable girls. With her looks and her unusual Talent, we’re getting all sorts of interest. She’s going to fetch a very high price.”
    “She’s a goddamn junkie is what she is,” he bit out, pinching the bridge of his nose. No one understood how hard his job was—finding the girls, making sure they were ready. He didn’t have a lot of time to make miracles happen. The VIP event was right around the corner.
    He turned back to the blonde, who had pushed herself to a sitting position and was rubbing her head.
    “Betty,” he said softly.
    The girl looked at him, blinking a few times before she responded. “It’s Becca.”
    Whatever. He leaned over and stroked her messy hair. “Tell me more about this sister of yours.”

Chapter Nine
    T ake over for me .
    Keely's simple statement replayed in Toryn’s head as he ran up the steep stairs of the hillclimb, sweat dripping in his eyes. She’d chosen to give him control last night, but he wondered at its broader meaning.
    He’d woken early, thinking he would slip out for a run while Keely slept, but she was already awake. She’d nuzzled in close, her breasts pressed against his chest, which had been all the encouragement he’d needed. He’d pushed her onto her back, and they made love without a word, the only sounds were the rustle of the sheets and the soft moans she made when she came.
    It had been incredible to wake up next to that beautiful redhead, her heart beating inches away from his. And after they made love, she’d molded her soft curves to his hard edges again. He’d assumed she would fall back asleep, but she got up, too, and asked him to drop her off down at the rowing club. Then they could come back and have breakfast.
    He took the stairs two at a time, arms and legs pumping until he reached the top where he turned around and came back down. When he called Sean last night and told him he was staying here, the man hadn’t asked any questions, which Toryn appreciated. He hated having anyone up in his business. Sean left the Jeep near the shop and was going to have one of the other warriors pick him up.
    Over and over Toryn ran the stairs, his mind working as hard as his body. He thought about the hint of sadness in Keely’s eyes and how he ached to chase the shadows away.
    Not only was she strong, compassionate and smart, but her body, with its luscious curves, seemed so finely tuned to his. Every look from her, every touch, made him want to bury himself inside her again. He was getting aroused right now just thinking about it, which wasn’t good when all he was wearing