Shifting the Veil - Preternatural Rescue Centre by Ellen cROSS

Shifting the Veil - Preternatural Rescue Centre book 9

BLURB

Jumping through a Mage portal on some sort of instinctual autopilot probably hadn't been the best decision of Morgan’s life, but it did lead him to two pieces of his soul, trapped in not only a cage, but also their animal forms.
    Owen and Ridley never thought they'd be free again, living a life of captivity and pain, until a sexy Guardian breaks them out and offers them forever.
    While Ridley hungers for Morgan, Owen just wishes the mate-stealing merman would walk away and forget about them both. He may not have to worry about his future for long, though. It's Halloween, and the veil is once again at its weakest. Denzel has failed to break through before, but this time, he has a secret weapon…

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EXCERPT

 "Hi."

    Morgan had to close his eyes as the soft tone of that one word floated across his senses. It sent a shiver to course through his body, and when he smiled back at the man, he had to remind himself that it was cold, and the little guy was naked.

    "My name's Morgan. What's yours?"

    "R-Ridley." Ridley looked over Morgan's shoulders until Morgan turned to face the cage. Ridley pointed to the otter. "That's Owen, my mate, and the komodo dragon is Kyle." Ridley groaned and closed his eyes, holding his stomach for a second, before he opened them and his expression cleared. Morgan wondered if it was a reaction from being locked in his animal form for so long. He'd have to keep a watch on it, just in case.

    "It's nice to meet you all." Morgan gave a nod toward each of them. At Ridley's sleeve-tug urging, Morgan slowly lowered him to his feet and took a step back, trying not to stare at the delicious little body in front of him. It was hard not to notice Ridley's compact little muscles, smooth and soft, just begging for attention. His semi-erection was also impossible to ignore, and Morgan cursed softly as he spun around, swiping one of the spare folded robes that were on a shelf a couple of footsteps away. He reached his arm back and offered it to Ridley, hoping the shifter covered his nakedness quickly. Morgan was trying to be considerate, goddamn it! All he wanted to do was lift Ridley up, urging him to wrap those slender ankles around his back, as he devoured every inch of the thick pouty lips the kid had. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thanking the gods when Ridley stepped back around him and headed toward the cage. He lifted Owen out, cuddling him to his chest as he turned and addressed Morgan.

    "Can you take off his ring, too?"

    Morgan gave Owen a small smile he didn't really feel like offering, considering the image of Ridley's naked body was still playing through his mind. But hey, Owen was his mate, too, and he couldn't wait to see if he was just as cute in the flesh, as Ridley was.

    He picked up the same bolt cutters he had used on Ridley, gesturing that he help him.

    "Just hold him still. These things aren't the best tool for the job."

    Ridley held out Owens back leg, presenting the metal ring as he leaned down and whispered encouragement into Owen's ear. Owen turned and nose-kissed Ridley's cheek, before fixing a glare at Morgan. It was obvious the Otter was staking a claim, and a challenge had been thrown down. Morgan couldn't wait, and grinned as he shook his head.

    "I'm not taking your mate away from you, Owen, so just relax. I have plans for you both."

    Owen squeaked and grunted, jerking in Ridley's arms.

    "Now, now, cut that out! You have to know we three are mates. This close to you, the pull is like nothing I have ever felt before."

    "I feel it," Ridley whispered, a crimson flaring across his cheeks as he blushed, and Morgan had to wonder if his little rabbit mate could get anymore adorable.

    The ring fell from Owen's leg, hitting the floor and rolling beneath a bench. Owen started to shake in Ridley's hands, and Morgan jumped into action, grabbing Owen and taking him from Ridley—much to Ridley's cry of dismay.

    "Calm down, my little bunny. I would imagine Owen is bigger than you, right?" At Ridley's nod, Morgan added, "So how do you think you'd be able to hold him while he shifts?"

    Ridley didn't answer, but looked relieved when Owen's human form finally appeared. Owen filled Morgan's arms for all of a second, before the guy pushed at his chest so hard, he almost fell backwards onto the ground. He caught himself at the last moment and landed on his hands and knees. He stood and stalked to the same shelf Morgan had found Ridley a robe, grabbing one of the top of the small pile and wrapping it around himself in angry movements. He spun and held up a finger toward Morgan, as if he were a mother scolding a child.

    "Keep your hands away from my mate!"

    Gods help him, but Morgan found that a challenge he couldn't walk away from. The brunette was bigger than Ridley by a good few inches, with a little extra padding that Morgan couldn't wait to explore. He took a large step forward, bringing him nose to nose with the slightly shorter man.

    "Or what?"

     Owens's melted dark chocolate eyes widened. He inhaled deeply, and Morgan grinned when the guy's irises dilated as he swayed a little. Looks like he'd finally picked up Morgan's scent and realized Morgan had been telling the truth about being mates.

    "Just hit ya, did it? I take it your otter's nose was a bit stuffed up?"

    Owen groaned and shook his head, snapping his angry face back in place and shooting Morgan another dirty look. The clenched jaw and lines of tension around his eyes and mouth seemed to have to do with more than just protectiveness over Ridley.

    "I don't give a fuck what you think. Ridley's mine!"

 

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