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  BION

  Elementals MC (Book 5)

  Copyright © 2018 Alexi Ferreira

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  BION 1

  BRIELLE 2

  BION 3

  BRIELLE 4

  BION 5

  BRIELLE 6

  BION 7

  BRIELLE 8

  BION 9

  BRIELLE 10

  BION 11

  BRIELLE 12

  BION 13

  BRIELLE 14

  BRIELLE 18

  BION 19

  BRIELLE 20

  A MESSAGE FROM ALEXI FERREIRA

  CASSIUS 1

  WULF (book 1)

  BJARNI (book 2)

  BRANDR (book 3)

  CERIC (book 4)

  Don’t miss CASSIUS (book 6) in the Elementals MC Series, you can find it here.

  BION 1

  “Do you believe what they did to our bar?” I grumble. “It looks like a darn girly parlour in there.” Jasmine, Nova, and Aria are throwing a surprise birthday party for Gabriela today, and although I’m all for it, coming back to the compound and finding our bar area turned all girly was a shock. The guys flipped their shit, but as we all want Gabriela to be happy, especially now that she’s expecting, we’re going to smile and bear it while at this party.

  “Can you just imagine the ribbing we’re going to get from the Cape Town chapter?” Caelius mumbles. We’re both making our way back to the bar and the party after freshening up. I can already hear the music before we even enter.

  “Bion, Caelius,” Tina calls as she walks out of one of the rooms near the bar. Looking over at her, I notice that she’s dyed her hair a bright red. “What do you think?” she asks as she lifts her hand and strokes a strand back. As one of our Jezebels, Tina has been with us for a couple years, and to be honest, I prefer her to Gloria, as she has a bit more meat on her bones.

  I can’t think of anything worse than fucking someone and holding only bones. “Draco will like it,” I state. We all know that Draco has a fondness for redheads, but I don’t think even he will like this much red.

  “It’s pretty,” Caelius mutters as he steps around her. I see her face fall when she doesn’t get the reaction she was probably expecting from us. I lower my head and kiss her forehead, trying to make up for our lack of enthusiasm.

  “We’ll see you after the party,” I say before I follow Caelius. I catch up to him just as he walks into the bar.

  Nova sends us a smile from where she’s standing. I chuckle when I think about the problems Ceric is having trying to tame her. In my opinion, I think she’s the one taming him. I look around to see if he’s already here. Life has become more interesting at the compound since Nova joined us.

  Having Ceric unsure of himself for a while has made our days more exciting. I can feel myself smiling until my eyes connect with a woman standing on the other side of the bar. Instantly, I can feel my body react to her sexiness. Fuck me; I haven’t seen a woman as sexy as her in a long, long time. And even though she isn’t wearing anything that would show off her figure, I can see her breasts hinting at their lusciousness from the way the material of her T-shirt moulds to her breasts when she moves.

  Looking at the long flowy skirt she has on, all I want to do is place my hands at her ankles and slowly stroke them up her legs until I reach my treasure. What? What the hell am I thinking? I haven’t had this instant attraction to a woman since I was a teenager, maybe not even then. At three hundred and ninety-two years old, I can’t completely remember how I was as a teenager, but I sure as hell don’t think I’ve ever been as captivated by a woman as I am now.

  Her beautiful, silky, shoulder-length auburn hair calls for my fingers to stroke. I can see her light eyes from here, but I can’t tell if they’re blue or green. The feeling of wanting to be near her is overpowering.

  “Who’s that?” I ask Caelius as I nod toward the woman standing next to Jasmine. I doubt she came with Tor and his men, as she doesn’t look like a Jezebel. The thought of this woman being a Jezebel fills me with such anger that I start to take a step towards her before I catch myself.

  “The bird we saved from the Keres,” Caelius responds.

  At his words, I can feel myself tense. I didn’t get to see her because by the time they placed her in the car, I had already moved away. I know she may have some kind of gift, because the Keres had her locked up at their warehouse in a room by herself.

  And then I feel myself pale when I realise what this could mean. Is it possible? I have never had such a strong reaction to any woman like I’m having to her. Could she be my mate? I feel the attraction, the possessiveness, and the need to be beside her.

  “No fucking way,” Caelius states as he looks at me with a raised brow. I know I’m scowling as I nod at him, but I can’t believe this might be true. For centuries, I’ve dreamed about finding my mate, and then out of the blue, I have a woman standing across from me who might be her, and I don’t know what to do.

  “Are you certain?” Caelius asks as he, too, stares at her.

  “I don’t know, but one thing’s for sure—I’ve never had this reaction to any woman before,” I grumble. “What did you guys say her name is?” I can’t believe she’s been at the compound for two days and I’m only seeing her now.

  “Brielle.”

  “Brielle,” I repeat, feeling the name roll off my tongue. Suddenly she throws her head back and bursts out laughing at something Jasmine says. At the sound of her laugh, my dick hardens. Shit, this isn’t good.

  I need to leave here or I’m going to embarrass myself, but looking around, I see some of the brothers looking at her. I know I’m glaring, but fuck, I can’t help it. The thought of her being touched by anyone else makes me want to lose my shit. I’ve never been a possessive guy. Where the hell is this coming from?

  Just then, Bjarni walks into the bar holding Gabriela’s hand. My frown disappears temporarily when I hear her squeal in happiness. Bjarni scowls when he notices for the first time the different organza hanging from the ceiling, making it look like a girly hangout, but he soon forgets about it as Gabriela throws herself at him. I marvel at the happy and caring look on his face. Will I be as lucky as my brothers who have found their mates?

  I have never told anyone, but my deepest wish is to have a family, a woman I can love and care for, and children. If Brielle really is my mate, and I don’t have much doubt that she is, will she accept me? Hearing a gasp, I concentrate once again on what’s going on around me, noticing Bjarni and Gabriela making their way towards the food table. I smile at the moment. Because of her pregnancy, Gabriela rivals Bjarni where food is concerned. Shaking my head in amusement, I turn slightly to look back
at Brielle.

  I spend the night across from her, not trusting myself not to touch her if I get closer. I notice when she first sees me how she tenses, her eyes widening and her lips parting as she takes a deep breath. I know women like what they see when they look at me, and I have never been more pleased for my looks as I am now. She looks embarrassed when she notices that I caught her staring at me. Her eyes lower to the floor, and her hands start to fidget.

  It seems as if my woman is flustered at the attention. I can feel myself smile when I imagine the things I want to do to her and how she might react. Suddenly, Nova distracts me when she starts to call the women to the middle of the bar. I see she has placed a chair for Gabriela in the middle of the floor. Looking over again at my woman, I notice she has a guilty look on her face as she looks over at Jasmine.

  Something is up. Jasmine looks just as guilty, and thinking about it, so does Aria. The only one who doesn’t seem to know what is going on is Gabriela. Whatever these four are up to isn’t going to be good.

  As soon as the music changes, I’m sure my mouth falls open. Not a chance would they be brave enough to bring a stripper in here. Looking over at my brothers, I see they are thinking the same thing, and then a guy starts to dance, making his way towards the women.

  My body tenses, and I start to make my way towards them when Caelius places his hand on my shoulder. “I’ll get rid of him,” he says before he walks towards them. When the guy rips his shirt open and the women start to squeal in delight, my vision starts to tunnel, especially when I see Brielle clap her hands.

  But Draco and Caelius prevent a murder from happening as they quickly escort the guy out of the bar before Bjarni, Wulf, Brandr, and Ceric can get hold of him. The fucker must have a death wish. I hear a yelp bringing me back, and I see Ceric walking out of the bar with Nova over his shoulder.

  Wulf is standing with his hands low on his waist, glaring at Jasmine as she looks everywhere except at him. Looking over, I see Bjarni glare at Gabriela before he lowers his head and possesses her lips in a blistering kiss that doesn’t let up until they’re both breathing heavily.

  Brandr has Aria sitting on his lap, an arm around her extended waist and the other holding her neck while he kisses her relentlessly, dominating her every thought. I notice Brielle walking hurriedly towards the back of the bar and to what I’m assuming is the room she’s staying in. I watch until she slips into the room and closes the door. I feel my muscles relax, and only now do I realise how tense I was with all the men around her. I’m so screwed. I move against the wall, bending my knee and resting my foot against it as I try to hide my hardness.

  From where I’m standing, I can see the door to her room. I stay in the same position, making sure no one goes near it for the rest of the night. Most of the guys are drinking and talking between each other. Others have disappeared with the Jezebels, as Tor brought his women with him, knowing that we only have two here at the moment.

  And talking of Jezebels, I see a bottle blonde making her way towards me. “Hey, sugar,” she purrs as her hand goes to my chest, and she starts to stroke gently as she looks up at me. “What you doing here all by yourself?”

  “Just chilling,” I reply with a smile. Maybe Brielle isn’t my mate. I know that if we Elementals find our mate, we repel all other women, but for now, I’m not feeling anything. I look at the Jezebel and grunt. Her breasts are way smaller than what Brielle’s look like, and her hips are way too bony for a good pounding. The things I want to do to Brielle when I get my hands on her luscious body make me want to storm into her room.

  “Would you like some company?” she asks as she moves closer to me, her hand lowering to my hardness straining against my jeans. She squeezes gently, making me groan, and then she’s stepping between my legs and lifting on her tiptoes to kiss me. As soon as I feel her lips on mine, my skin starts to prickle as if a thousand needles are poking me, and then my stomach starts to rebel.

  I hurriedly pull away and groan. Fuck, the guys weren’t joking when they said there was no way they would be able to fuck any other woman besides their mate. I see the confusion on her face as I step away.

  “Sorry, honey, but not tonight,” I grunt, and then make my way outside.

  Taking a deep breath, I walk away from the noise and into the woods without any direction in mind. The calmness of nature surrounds me. I can hear the wolves howling close by, but I know they won’t draw closer. As I come upon a clearing, I see Sven before me. I know he hasn’t heard me, as he has his cell to his ear and is talking quietly. Why the hell would he come out here to talk on his cell? Maybe he was taking a walk like me and his phone rang.

  I don’t want to talk to anyone; therefore, I turn and make my way towards where I can hear the horses. I sit on a boulder a few feet away from them and try to calm my racing heart. Since seeing Brielle, my heart hasn’t quietened. I don’t want to go through the same issues my brothers went through. Before bonding with her, I need to explain everything to her. I want her to be prepared for this life we lead. In the last few years, things have become more dangerous with the Keres MC, and I won’t take a chance on her being out there unprotected. They already captured her once. If we hadn’t rescued her, I don’t know what could have happened.

  What I need to figure out is how they know these women belong to us, and how they are getting our DNA. I have done various tests, and I still can’t recon how they’re matching them to us. Celmund and I guessed the level of energy each woman radiates, but now we need to understand what the compatibility is between the mates. Maybe now with Brielle, we will get some answers.

  Since giving up the life my parents wanted for me to become part of the Elementals MC, the only family I have known is my brothers. I don’t regret choosing this life, but I miss my blood brother and my parents. My father wanted me as the oldest son to follow in his footsteps in politics, and when I didn’t, he disowned me.

  My mother still phones sometimes to see how I’m doing, but my brother and my father haven’t spoken to me in decades. I know that me not being allowed home hurt my mother deeply, and she usually phones me when she knows no one will find out. A few years after leaving, I went to visit my mother, but my father found out and arrived while I was still there. The things he said to me were hurtful, but the worst was the pain I saw in my mother’s eyes from our argument. At that moment, I decided never to go there again. It would be better on her if she doesn’t have to see the people she loves fighting.

  Draco and the others became my family, and I know that no matter what, they will stand by me as I will stand by any of them.

  Since Wulf and Jasmine bonded, things have changed around here. We now have a gentler energy within the compound from the women, and it calms the rage in most of us. Cassius was on the verge of turning Keres, and even though he’s still lost and out of control, the women have calmed him somewhat.

  Hearing a rustling in the bushes, I look over and notice Sven walking towards the compound. He stops by a tree, pulls out his dick, and starts relieving himself. Strange, he hardly pees before he pulls up his jeans and walks on. I shake my head in annoyance. I don’t know what it is about him, but he rubs me the wrong way.

  Sighing, I stand and make my way back into the compound and to bed. Tomorrow, I need to start planning on how I’m going to approach Brielle to let her know she’s mine.

  BRIELLE 2

  Opening my eyes, I groan. They feel scratchy from crying myself to sleep last night. These last few days that I’ve been at the compound after being rescued by these men I would never have spoken to before opened my eyes to a whole new way of life. The women have made me feel more welcome than some people I have known for years.

  Yesterday at the party, after the stripper was taken away and I saw how the couples were with each other, a feeling of sadness overwhelmed me. All I have ever wanted was for someone to accept me the way I am and love me for who and what I stand for, but one thing I have learned is that I’ll never be good enough.r />
  At twenty-four, I still make minimum wage and share a place with one of the nurses at the hospital. It’s better, however, than still living at home with my mother. Even though I love her, I can’t stand being around her and my sister for long. Throughout my life, I have always been compared to my slim and beautiful sister, and no matter how much I diet, my fuller figure remains.

  Two years ago, when I was being treated for depression, I found out I had an underactive thyroid imbalance that caused weight gain. I had a tendency for depression, causing fatigue and muscle weakness. That explained a lot, as for years, I fought against weight gain, and even though I tried to go to the gym, I never had the energy to continue.

  Throughout my teenage years, my mother constantly forced me to attend boot camp during the holidays. There were also diet plans that she would insist that I follow, nothing helped, however. Even though I’m not obese, the extra weight makes me feel self-conscious, especially around women like the ones here at the club who are sexy and beautiful bombshells.

  The worst is that I can’t even hate them, as they have all taken me in and treated me as if I’m one of them. Deep down, I wish I could live here like them and find that someone special as they did. And even though I’m aware that these biker clubs dabble in a fair amount of illegal activity, having one of the men from yesterday’s party treat and love me as I saw Gabriela, Jasmine, Aria, and Nova were being treated would make up for everything else.

  My mind goes back to the man standing against the wall, his beautiful forest-green eyes staring at me as if I were the sexiest woman alive. I must be honest; his attention made me catch my breath, and a warmth engulfed me. I know that someone as handsome as he is would never really want me, but there’s no harm dreaming.

  His hair was tied back; I wonder how it will look when it’s loose? All I wanted to do yesterday was walk up to him and pull his hair loose while I stroked my fingers through it. His muscular arms were bulging as he leaned back against the wall with his arms crossed. All the guys I have seen since being rescued are good looking with dream-worthy bodies. It seems as if they have all been handpicked, making me more self-conscious of my looks, but Bion—I think that’s his name; at least, I think that’s what one of the other guys called him. He has perfect features. He could be a model or a movie star if he wanted.