Morgan froze the picture, getting a few screen shots of the man before he started the video again in slow motion, watching as the customer, wearing a broad-brimmed hatof questionable age, had several drinks before paying and leaving.
Reversing the video, Morgan then got some additional screen shots, including one with the man wearing the hat. He’d bet anything, that was the photo that’d be most helpful in locating the shifter. “Thanks, Keniji.”
“I hope that’s the guy you’re looking for,” Keniji said. “If he comes in again, do you want me to message you?”
“Yes, please,” Morgan said. “I’ve kept you late enough. Say ‘hi’ to your mate from me.”
“Will do.”
After his bartender left, Morgan quickly tapped out a message to Brian and sent it to him, along with all the screen shots.
Chapter 14
Fionn found it hard to accept everything Kieran told him about white dragons, then, needing some space, he headed up to the roof. Standing with his arms wrapped around himself while the wind whipped his body, he tried to come to grips with the fact he owed his existence to the goddess of the moon. But no matter how hard he tried, the numbness that had taken over his mind would not relinquish it long enough for him to regain his equilibrium.
Staring into the night sky, he heard it call to his dragon, demanding his appearance, but Fionn refused to heed it. Once again, he was in danger, but this time he could do nothing about it other than keep his white dragon a secret from everyone until he gained his superpower. The only problem was Kieran didn’t know when it would happen, so right now he was a sitting duck…or dragon in this case.
Slowly the shock ebbed from his mind, his thoughts took him back to questioning his mother’s actions. Until tonight, he always thought his mother was just protecting him from his father, but now it seemed there were also other reasons.
Shaking his head, Fionn found it hard to accept what Kieran told him about the energy that emanated from his dragon. Ever since he could remember, his mother only allowed him to shift when his father was out of the country.She had to know, otherwise why did she forbid me to shift when my father was in Scotland.That had to be the real reasonbehind my mother’s order…at least I think so.Giving up trying to make sense of everything—he had too many questions and not enough answers—Fionn headed back to his bedroom, intent on getting a good night’s sleep.
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Groaning, Brian turned over in his bed, trying to hide from the sun that decided to make a rare appearance this morning. Refusing to give in to it, he pulled a pillow over his head to provide the darkness he craved, but to no avail. His mind was up, reliving what his mate had done to him yesterday.Arrrgh!Throwing the pillow off, Brian rolled over, blinking at the sunlight until his eyes adjusted.
Touching his mouth, he could still feel the imprint his mate’s lips left on his when he kissed him causing Brian to smile until the consequences of that simple act overwhelmed him. Grimacing, he threw off the covers and sat up, his anger growing at his mate’s betrayal. But his sea serpent was feeling quite the opposite. Sighing at the mess his neat and orderly life had become, Brian headed to the shower, hoping to clear his head before meeting with the Shaman again.
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“Good morning,macushla,” Kieran said, straddling Logan who was lying on his back, still asleep. When the only response was a grunt, Kieran bounced several times, trying to wake his mate. “C’mon,macushla, wake up! We must find Brian’s mate if we’re going to save him!”
When the last sentence penetrated Logan’s brain, he cracked one eye open, then said, “What do you mean ‘save him’…who? Brian or his mate?”
Kieran replied, “Brian, of course.” Then, explaining the one-sided claiming between Brian and his mate, he said, “That’s why it’s important we find him so Brian can claim him back…and doesn’t have to die.”
“Are you saying sea serpents are claimed only by a kiss? How fucked up is that?” asked Logan.
“Macushla,” Kieran said, batting Logan’s chest, “It’s not fucked up. Don’t say that. All paranormals have their own matingrituals and kissing belongs to sea serpents.”
“Is that all that’s required, or do they fuck, too?”
“Of course they fuck…that’s how their human side bonds. But Brian won’t get to do it if we don’t find his mate.”
“TMI! I really don’t need a picture in my head of Brian fucking his mate,” Logan said.
Giggling, Kieran tweaked his mate’s nipples, “Nomacushla, the only picture I want in your mind is what you are going to do to me, later.”
“And that would be what?”
Bending down, Kieran ran his tongue up Logan’s chest until he got to his mate’s Adam’s apple, biting it tenderly, then continued his licking until he found his mate’s lips. Running his tongue over them, tasting his mate once again, he snagged Logan’s lower lip with his teeth, biting down while grinding his ass against his mate’s hard on. Releasing Logan’s lip, Kieran sat up, grinning, devilry in his eyes, and said, “I think you have a new picture in your mind now,macushla.”
Growling, his eyes locked with Kieran’s, Logan grabbed his mate’s beautiful ass, pulling the cheeks apart slightly before sliding a finger down to the opening owned by his cock. Pushing in slightly, Logan murmured, “Oh, I do, babe…too bad we can’t do it now…because I know it’s something you’ve wanted for a long time.”
Kieran’s eyes widened as he saw the picture that was now occupying his mate’s mind. Smirking, he said, “Not theone I was thinking about, but it’ll do.” Giving Logan’s nipples a quick twist and pinch, Kieran quickly scooted off the bed before Logan could grab him, grinning at the surprised look on his mate’s face. Pausing at the bathroom door, he said, “Macushla,I thought it would be fun to try out all the different mating rituals as there are some real wild ones, but hey, your idea sounds good to me.”
Chuckling, Logan had no doubt they would be trying those rituals soon.Sneaky tease! Looking down his body at his hard, leaking cock, Logan’s fist circled it, sliding up until he reached the head. Tightening his grip, he repeatedly ran it over the head, teasing the nerves around the ridge, before giving it a twist, and sliding his fist down until it was nestled in his curls.Fuck this!Wanting more than his hand, Logan slid out of bed, heading for his mate and the place his cock wanted. Opening the door, Logan grinned at his mate, standing with his legs spread wide, playing with his cock.
Glancing over his shoulder, Kieran’s lips curved upwards. “Took you long enough,macushla!”
