Van, Becca - Mate for Three [Pack Law 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Becca van Page A

or get the license plates?”
    “No. She said the windows were too darkly tinted to see anyone and that things happened too fast for her to get the plate. Did Michelle or Keira see the truck?”
    “No,” Jonah replied. “They said all the heard was a screech of tires and then Talia pushed them out of the way.”
    “Thank God they’re all right. I don’t know if it was Talia’s ex,” Chris said as he took a seat. His brothers were standing at the back of the room listening intently. He had seen them before he sat down.
    “From now on, none of the women in this pack go anywhere without one of her mates by her side. We take care of our own.”
    “Yes, Jonah. We’d already spoken about not letting Talia go anywhere without one of us with her. We don’t plan to let her out of our sight when she’s not in the house,” Chris said.
    “Good, then that’s settled. See what else you can learn from Talia about the pack she was with. We need to know all we can about them, and I want you to see what you can dig up on their Alpha,” Jonah stated.
    Chris rose from the chair and headed to his desk and laptop in the security room. He and his brothers had a lot of work to do.
    A couple of hours later Chris stretched as he stood up. He had found little to no information on Paul Rogan and his brother, the Alpha. He had a feeling they were looking in the totally wrong direction, but he had no idea where else to look. Chris strode from the room, leaving his brothers to look for possible enemies. He intended to see if Talia was awake. The need to feel her small, slender body against his after this morning’s fiasco was pulling at him.
    He opened the door to his room just as Talia rolled over to her back and opened her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed from sleep, and her hair was tousled and her eyes sleepy. She had never looked so sexy. She smiled at him as he walked to the bed and sat at her side.
    “Hey, darlin’. Do you feel better?”
    “Yes, thanks. I can’t believe how long I slept,” Talia replied, and she glanced at the clock on the bedside table.
    “You’re catching up on all the sleep you missed out on while you were on the run,” Chris said as he gently pushed her hair back, away from her face.
    “Maybe, but I never was one to take a nap,” Talia replied.
    “You have no idea how sexy you are, do you, darlin’?” Chris whispered as he leaned down over her, bracketing her body with his arms on either side of her.
    “I’m not sexy.” Talia whispered her reply.
    “Oh yes you are. Let me show you just how sexy you are, darlin’,” Chris said and leaned down to kiss her.
    Chris groaned against her lips at the first taste of her. He knew he would never be able to get enough of her. He swept his tongue into her mouth, tasting every nook and cranny as he gathered her up in his arms. He pulled her onto his lap and slid his hand beneath her robe. He moaned as her little nipple stabbed against the palm of his hand while he kneaded her soft flesh. The whimpering sounds she made as he plucked her hard peak between his thumb and finger made his cock jerk against the zipper of his jeans and his balls ache. He wanted to strip down to his skin and sink his cock into her warm, wet depths. He slowed the kiss and began to nibble and lick his way across her jaw to her ear. He nipped at her earlobe and flicked his tongue into her ear canal. She mewled with pleasure and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer to her.
    Chris undid the belt of her robe and separated the material. He lifted his head and looked down at her exposed breasts and body. He could smell her cream and wanted to lay her down on the bed and feast on her. So that was exactly what he did. He removed the robe from her body and gently placed her on the bed. He rose to his feet, shucked his clothes, and crawled up between her legs. He smoothed his hands up the inside of her thighs and sighed when she opened to him. He lay down on the mattress