Lacey's Warriors (Bondmates #6) - Ann Mayburn Page 0,29
safe. I have to have my family with me, Roxy.”
Roxy’s eyes grew wet with tears that she blinked back. “I wish I could bring my parents, but I understand why I can’t. At least they have each other and my older brother and his family. God, I’m going to miss them.” She swallowed hard and wiped the corner of her eye with the back of her hand. “But I agree with your reasoning, even though I worry about how it’s all going to work out. I still think you should tell your men, but I can’t argue with not creating anymore problems with the Kadothian High Congress. From what Nosa and Cormac have told me, there are elements within the government that do not like Earth females and would ban us all if they could.”
A chime came from the door, admitting four agitated Kadothian males. The gaze of the first two, Nosa and Cormac, focused on Roxy, while Chel and Gwarnon locked onto her like heat seeking missiles. She could feel their worry, then their growing happiness as she smiled at them. God, they really were the hottest men she’d ever seen in her life. Broad, huge, powerful and so masculine it made her ovaries ache. Both men had their hair down instead of back in the usual club-like braid. The blue streaks in Gwarnon’s wild mane of hair shimmered in the light as he knelt before her, relief filling his stormy dark blue and silver lighting streaked eyes.
Chel knelt next to him, so they were arm to arm, hip to hip, and the soothing touch of his soul whispered over her own. Beneath the skin, they were more alike than different. Tears came to her eyes as she soaked in their love for her, no hint of deception in their hearts as they both opened their side of the bond wider, flooding her with affection. She didn’t even realize she’d started crying until she found herself on Chel’s lap with Gwarnon gently brushing away her tears.
“Sorry,” she choked out. “I swear I’m not usually this much of a crier. You guys must think you got bonded to a basket case.” Seeing their confused expressions she couldn’t help but smile despite her tears. “It means a crazy woman.”
Gwarnon’s tanned fingers were dark against the pale skin of her arm as he gently stroked her and Chel said, “There is no need for the embarrassment you feel. It is your body’s natural reaction to the enormous mental and physical stress you have been under. Anyone without the heart of a true Warrior would have collapsed by now. We do not think you are crazy. How are you feeling?”
Taking a quick mental stock of her body, she let out a sigh of relief. “Good. I had some nausea when I woke up earlier, but that seems to have faded.”
Chel rubbed his lips over the top of her head, his breath warm against her sensitive scalp. “We are pleased to hear this.”
For a moment, they were quiet, and Lacey closed her eyes, sinking further into Chel’s embrace as Gwarnon lightly raked his nails over her palm. The motion sent little shivers dancing over her skin, and she squirmed against Chel, then felt something begin to grow beneath her butt. Something her body expressed instant interest in.
A familiar ache began to throb between her legs, the same ache she’d been battling for days. When she wasn’t with Chel and Gwarnon, she was thinking about them, daydreaming and masturbating to unfulfilling orgasms. Desire furled through her blood as Gwarnon and Chel picked up on her desire, the heat of their passion sparking to life like a bonfire soaked in lighter fluid.
“Lacey,” Chel shifted beneath her and his side of the bond closed off. “Are you ready for your crystal implant?”
She was ready for more than that. The irrevocable choice had been made, the transformation to her body made. A sense of relief tinged with guilt filled her as she realized she belonged with them now and no longer had to fight her needs. That she could give into the craving for them that had started the moment she’d laid eyes on Gwarnon and hadn’t abated since.
“No,” she said as she tried to sit up a little bit, but both men grumbled and held on tight to her. “I want to do something first. Lemme up for a second.”
“I do not want to release you,” Gwarnon’s pout was almost too cute to resist, but she managed