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  Bama then gave them all a wide grin. “If you have the right equipment, you can tap into the cameras and recording devices I planted there earlier, you can find out exactly what they’ve been up to.”

  “Damn, I knew I liked this woman,” shouted Lagon.

  Jo turned to her, “If you’ll come with me, I’ll help you get settled.”

  ***

  An hour later, Bama was showered and changed. Since she was now completely healed, she decided to dress up. So she put on a colorful, silk blouse and a white, high waisted, pencil skirt. She drew a long chain belt through the loops at the waist to accentuate her curves with the end trailing down. Then added silk, thigh high stockings and a pair of taupe, sling-back high heels. Some discreet jewelry and she was ready to meet the New Council.

  She walked into the council chamber just as Quin was answering the phone.

  Wanting the other council members to hear, he put the phone on speaker and turned up the volume. “To whom am I speaking?” He growled into the phone.

  “This is Graciela Consuela Maria Aguilar Flores, Peck of the Central and South American Parliament of Feathered Shifters. My Ambassador to the New Council has been kidnapped by Braden of the European Old Council of Shifters. We were on the phone with each other when I heard sounds of a struggle and then the line went dead. She shortly escaped the fiends because she is a beautiful and resourceful bird. However, I have not heard from her and I know she was planning to rescue two young ladies named Jordan and Lacy. You must find and rescue my Arjelia and the others, I have sent a wing of Warrior eagles, they will be arriving in Denver this evening,” she finished.

  “It won’t be necessary for you to do anything. Your Ambassador is standing right in front of me. The rescue was a complete success, though she didn’t rescue two ladies, she rescued my baby daughter,” he finished.

  At that point, Bama stepped forward and in rapid Andean dialect said, “There is nothing to worry about, mama, I will be working with the council to bring justice to Braden. We are beginning our planning now. May I call you in the morning?”

  “Sí Arjelia, you know how I worry.” And she hung up. Bama turned to the group. “My apologies, no matter how old you grow, your mother is still your mother.” At that point, Jo stood up and stated, “Bama, I can feel you. She must be part of the New Council.” She said to the others.

  “No, Señora, I am not one of the Chosen, I was born on the thirteenth, not the first, it is not possible,” said Bama with a smile.

  Argus Leo of the Southern Pride and second newest council member gave out a growl to get everyone’s attention. “Putting aside for a moment the fact that Miss Aguilar can see Lagon. Let’s get back to the kidnapping and rescue for a minute. I’ve received a background check on Miss Aguilar. She is the former head of the Central and South American Feathered Army, was educated at Yale, and is the daughter of Graciela Flores, the hysterical bird on the phone a bit ago. My only wonder is why she didn’t know that Braden has been proven a traitor.”

  At this point, she began to mutter in rapid Spanish and the only bits Argus could make out were massage, battery, planes, drunk, and cell phone.

  “You were drunk, had a massage, killed the battery on a plane, and dumped your cell phone in the ocean?” He asked.

  “No, my mother had me make a side trip to our twin city in Nebraska; I had two days of entertainment and drinking with the Mayor and City Council, made a donation to the City Zoo, and then went to Denver. My cell was either turned off, or the battery was dead or I was getting a massage, I’ve never liked having an electronic leash and didn’t make an effort to keep in touch. In this time, various things happened to prevent Mama getting in touch with me to warn me about Braden. It was fate, otherwise I would have come here and not been able to rescue your daughter,” she said smiling at Cami. She then turned back to Argus.

  “Okay, I understand, I get mothers. Back to the other, if you are not a Chosen One then you must be the mate of a Chosen. There are only two unmated Chosen, Trace here and he pointed to one of the eagles and the last chosen who has not yet been found.” At this point Trace cleared his throat, “Shane and I feel that Miss Aguilar is our Eagless.” He said.

  Bama looked at him and said, “I am Blanca Arjelia Matilde Aguilar, you may call me Bama. However, if you wish to mate with me, you will have to court me in the traditional way.” Dismissing the two eagles and turning back to Cami, she said, “Now there is much I can tell you of Braden, did you have a chance to view the cameras?”

  “Yes, why don’t you take a seat Bama and we’ll begin to plan our assault on the rogue warehouse.”

  Bama looked around for an empty seat; the only open seat was between the two handsome eagles. Hmmm. She strolled over, preening a little bit, sat down, and crossed her legs.

  Chapter 14

  Finally, Blaine thought as he walked down the hallway to the room they had at the Bed and Breakfast. It had seemed like an eternity to wait and complete the bond with his mates. The Seer had been nice enough to explain why they had to wait, but it still pissed him off.

  Dalton and Kira had been more understanding of the old woman. Smiling and hugging her, while Blaine had stood in the background and clenched his teeth together. Now it just felt creepy. The Seer had to be close enough to transfer her power to them. Hell, if it worked she could stand in the same room. These snippets of the future were driving him nuts.

  Surya explained that with sight came great responsibility, that often a vague vision could give more information than a clear one. She looked at them all and spoke about the heavy burden they were taking on. Once she decided they were ready, she shooed them out of the room and asked them to send in her grandson and the pretty mate of his, Sarah.

  He reached their door, took a deep breath, and paused. He wanted this to be perfect.

  He wanted this to be the night they would always cherish. In the midst of all of this mess that was going on around them, they would have a few hours of peace and calm.

  Things were being taken care of. Everyone in the house knew if they disturbed them they would risk life or limb, so he knew they would not be interrupted. He opened the door and smiled. They had made the room up; well Dalton had made the room up. This was his thing. Blaine sniffed and smelt vanilla and honey scented bath wash, it was Kira’s, she must be in the tub relaxing.

  He stepped into the room and looked around. They had a king size bed in the middle of the room before but it was a normal hotel type bed, with two nightstands and two dressers. It was all very basic, but this room was anything but.

  A chandelier hung from the ceiling turned on low so it twinkled and made little spot lights all over the room. He looked at the bed. It had been turned into something out of an Egyptian dream. Bright colored pillows and a silk multi colored blanket. The mesh draping and all seemed to be hung in the air around the bed. He could see there were plates of food sitting around. There was fruit and what looked like chocolate sauce and maybe whipped cream. He grinned. Dalton loved to use food.

  The rest of the room was filled with small tables of flowers and soft music being played in the background. He could see the effort that Dalton had put into this and loved the man even more. It was crazy how he could irritate him one moment and the next do something like this that amazed and humbled him.

  Dalton appeared in the doorway of the bathroom, he wore a silky robe and pants; they were in a multitude of colors, green, yellow, and blue. It was sexy, it made him look exotic. Blaine smiled at him and stalked forward with the intent on kissing his mate silly.

  Dalton held out his hand and shook his head. “Not until you are comfortable.” Blaine stopped and frowned. He was comfortable; well I guess he would be more comfortable if he was naked. His straining cock was pushing against the zipper in his jeans, probably leaving a mark. He had gone commando this morning in case he had to shift; now he was paying the price.

  Dalton rolled his eyes, “We have something nice for you to put on, and don’t
argue. Kira deserves this.”

  Blaine’s eyes narrowed and looked at his mate. He never gave him credit for being even slightly romantic. Granted he wasn’t really, but he did try. “Fine,” he grumbled and then walked to the bed where things were laid out for him. They were matching robe and pants to Dalton. He was not much in for color, usually wearing black, but he refused to disappoint either of his mates.

  Sliding his shirt off, he sighed when Dalton came up behind him and ran his hands over his shoulders and back. He loved his mate’s touch, and he gave a great back rub, when Blaine was stressed. Blaine turned and pulled Dalton to him and kissed him deeply, making sure he felt the love he had for him.

  Dalton reached and unbuttoned his jeans and helped him slide them off slowly so they didn’t hurt his straining erection. “Someone is a little anxious I see,” Dalton teased and Blaine chuckled.

  “Been like that since I had the visions of when I could finally claim you. Damned uncomfortable too,” Blaine growled and then pulled on the pants and robe with Dalton’s help smoothing it over his muscles and tying it in the front for him.

  Dalton stepped back and smiled. “Nice.”

  Blaine snorted and kissed Dalton again.

  “Hey, I’m supposed to be in there somewhere,” Kira said from the doorway to the bathroom. Blaine turned and sucked in his breath at the sight of her. She wore a floor length gown that was the same blue in their pants with a cream lace overlay. She looked amazing. Hell, they all did. Blaine wondered if they should snap a picture with all of the dressed up for their bedroom wall. It would be perfect in their new house. He began to think about where everything would be placed in their bedroom and how it would look.

  Every morning he would look at the picture and smile.

  “No thinking OCD tonight,” Dalton drawled.

  Blaine laughed and bowed his head in acceptance. Kira came to stand next to them, ran her hand up both of their arms, and sighed. “I am so blessed. I love you both so much, I never thought this day would come. I never realized how much I missed the connection that the others had. I mean we are connected. I can feel you, but I think after tonight it will be more. And I can’t wait.”

  Blaine nodded and pulled her between them and kissed her, teasing her lips until she opened them for him and then he deepened the kiss. She was amazing, his savior.

  Dalton and he had talked many times about their bond and how special Kira was. Her parents had been right when they said she loves with everything in her when she finds someone worthy. He and Dalton would try to continue to be worthy of her.

  Kira moaned and wrapped her arms around her mate. Dalton slid in from behind and wrapped his hands around both of them, caressing each of them in turn while kissing Kira’s neck and back. She pulled back and smiled when she felt him kissing the tattoo she had gotten. It was so special to her. A circle with each of their symbols in the center a heart.

  “So what do we have over there?” Blaine said and wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

  They joined hands and pulled Kira between them to the bed. She smiled when she saw what food and wine they had gathered for their claiming. It truly was going to be special.

  Blaine crawled on the bed and held out his arms and Dalton swung her off the floor into his arms and kissed her, before gently setting her between Blaine’s legs so her back was leaning against his chest. Dalton crawled up, lay next to them, and smiled. He pulled grapes from the tray, held up the small bunch, and allowed both Blaine and Kira to take one from them between their teeth. He did the same and then smiled as he saw the passion in both of his mate’s eyes.

  Dalton set the fruit back down and turned and pulled Kira’s nightgown up a little, caressing her gently as he did, allowing the silky feel of the gown to run over her legs and thighs. Kira leaned back and closed her eyes allowing herself to feel. Blaine wrapped his hands around her and cupped her breasts in his hands. He rubbed the fabric over her nipples causing them to peak and then he grabbed the edge of her gown and lifted it over her head.

  Dalton smiled and her and with the flat of his tongue he lapped at her nipple, then flicking the tip with the end of his tongue. Kira shivered a little and Blaine pulled one of her legs over his large thigh and opened her up to him while he kissed her neck.

  Running his tongue over the shell of her ear and then nipping the lobe, he slid his hand down to her mound and parted her pussy lips with his finger moving slowly up and down, brushing up against her already engorged clit.

  Dalton sat up, pulled his robe off, and threw it on the ground, then he helped Blaine undress without disturbing his mission of driving Kira crazy. Blaine pulled her fully back against him and lifted her a little when his pants came off. That is when he pushed a finger inside her and turned her around so she was facing him.

  She straddled him, leaned forward, kissed him, and said, “This is all about you, so how do you want this?”

  Blaine looked at her and smiled. He loved how they both cared about his feelings, he was the only one they had not claimed, and they worried about his feelings since it happened. He looked at Dalton and smiled. “It is a special night, so I thought I would be in the middle.” Dalton’s eyes widened and Kira nodded. He had never let Dalton take him from behind and both men knew it was because Blaine was so dominate.

  Suggesting this meant so much to Dalton, he felt the tears gather in his eyes. Shit, he was gonna ruin the moment.

  Blaine reached up, cupped his cheek, and pulled him in close. “I love you.” Dalton rested his forehead on Blaine’s and said, “I love you too.”

  “Me too.” Kira frowned and crossed her arms, causing her breasts to push up.

  “Don’t worry, baby, we love you too,” Blaine said and pulled her to them. They kissed each other and ran their hands over each of them, building the connection. Blaine could feel the tingling beginning.

  Blaine rolled Kira beneath him, lay between her legs, and looked down. He bent and sucked in her nipples and she moaned. Dalton reached for a pillow and pushed it under Kira’s hips so they were raised a little and then grabbed the lube and smiled down at his mate’s ass. It was perfect.

  He covered his fingers good and then began to stretch Blaine out a little at a time, preparing him for his cock. It would be magical; both of them claiming Blaine at the same time in this way. He would be the center of their world.

  Blaine groaned when he felt Dalton’s fingers brush against his prostate. “Found your sweet spot, Blaine?” And he flicked his finger over it again then added a second finger while kissing his back. He teased his back entrance and then moved a little to give him more room. Kira wrapped her legs around Blaine and pushed herself against him, grinding her mound against his cock.

  Blaine nipped her nipple and then kissed his way back up her neck. “You want me, baby?”

  “Oh Gods, yes, please,” she whimpered and he smiled.

  Dalton finished and then positioned himself behind Blaine and held his hips as he eased into Kira. She hissed and grabbed his shoulders and dug her nails in. “Too slow, damnit.”

  He chuckled and kissed her. Dalton eased into Blaine’s back entrance just as slowly and Blaine repeated what Kira had said making Kira chuckle.

  Finally, they were all joined as one and Blaine closed his eyes for a moment so he could savor the feeling of completeness.

  Dalton began to move first, pulling out slowly and it caused Blaine to move slowly out of Kira also. It seemed Dalton was in control and loved it. He set a slow pace at first until they were all panting.

  Kira reached between then and rubbed her clit a little until Blaine pulled her hand out and then moved in a way that he was hitting her clit with each pass. Dalton began to move faster and they were all gasping. Kira looked above them and saw the small lights dancing around them again. It was like they knew what was coming. She smiled and watched them become more frantic when their passion built.

  She felt the tingle of her climax building and she called to her mates and said
, “It’s time.”

  They both grunted and moved faster. She leaned up and licked her mate’s throat, she felt her teeth come out and then she heard Dalton begin to chant his mating ritual.

  Blaine felt the magic swirling around them, it was intense.

  Kira bit down, Blaine cried out his release, and he felt Dalton climax at the same time.

  The powerful magic that swirled around them moved faster and the lights became hurried as they circled the three of them and Blaine leaned over and bit Kira again in the neck where he had claimed her before sending them both into another orgasm. He felt Dalton pull out of him and he grabbed the man around the shoulders, pulled him over, and claimed him again.

  Dalton gasped and emptied another release on his mates. They collapsed in a pile and they felt the magic reach a frenzied state around them and then each of them felt it pierce into their skin from all around. Kira yelled at the sudden onslaught of sensations.

  Everything became fuzzy and the three passed out from the power they had just taken in.

  ***

  Trace and Shane walked out into the front of the court yard. Bama stood staring at the sky. Both of them in awe of her beauty. She was gorgeous. She was their mate. And they needed to do this right. She had asked for formal courting. This was an awkward time to try and do it, but they had no choice.

  “How do you like Colorado?” Shane said softly.

  Bama turned and smiled. “I was just getting a look at the mountains. They are so calming. I needed some air. Much has happened in the last few days, it’s a lot to take in.”

  “If we want to make it back and forth to Denver in a reasonable time. I don’t want you tired out. We have a few plans to make. Dinner, spa, maybe a few walks around the compound,” Trace drawled.

  Bama smiled at him again. “I am very attracted to your voice. Yours too, Shane. I think I will find you very pleasant to be around in the years to come.” Shane and Trace laughed at her bluntness. They should have known when they heard her speak in front of the Council. This was going to be fun. Shane stepped forward and held out his hand. “May I?”