Meridian Warriors: Xander and Des (15 page)

“Well, this whole crying thing is just
strange,” Alex sniffed. “I am not a crier and I tell you this is
the most I think I have cried in my entire life. Why?”

Sage stepped forward and frowned, “What do
you mean?”

Sam laughed, “She means, that normally, she
is the Bitch In Charge, no one, nothing, and especially no man,
ever made her cry—at least in public.”

Alex nodded and sniffed, feeling that
overwhelming feeling coming over her again.
What the hell?
s
he wondered, then looked back at her mates and felt their
worry.

“Sage, can you explain this?” Xander
demanded.

“Not yet, let me run some more tests, I would
say let’s keep her comfortable, relaxed, and no drama,” Sage
said.

“We can take care of that,” Des said.

Everyone in the room laughed at Des’s tone,
they knew exactly what Des was referring to.

Charles Collins IV stormed into his office
and slammed the door after yelling at his secretary to hold all his
calls. His daughter was being a pain in the ass.
Where the fuck
was she. He needed her. James needed her, and
damn it, she
was going to do what he said or else.

For years they had waited, watched, and
wondered where the hell those idiotic Meridians were, the power
source they had would change everything. It was powerful, more than
anything they had ever seen.

Charles’s ancestors were not as long-lived as
the Meridian. They thought it had something to do with the power
source. The females they stole, when the cowards tried to flee the
planet, died soon after the birth of only one child, the women
lived until then.

He was Hopis, and they wanted the power
source the Meridian had. They had to have it if they wanted to
dominate Earth the way they wanted to. Money spoke volumes to these
people, but it was only as good as the length of your life and your
offspring. So far, none of the Hopis that slipped into this world
and built up their whole persona from scratch had been able to
reach the unattainable.

Charles planned things out since the bitch he
picked from the ones being held captive—had died. Sure there were
still a few left in the cages, but Charles refused to fuck a
Meridian again,
hell the last one cried the whole time and
pissed him off.

James was the descendant of a Hopis and knew
the score. They planned to marry Alex off to him, allow him to
impregnate her, and keep the line going. However, Charles and the
Hopis were making headway on finding the slippery Meridian men. The
Meridians were close to the south coast of the United States.
They were narrowing in on the bastards
.

Charles would have been able to monitor the
Council’s search if the storm had not shut them all down, and then
to top it all off, his dumbass daughter decided to grow a spine. Up
until now, he had control of her, but for some reason she had
decided to get a brain. Bitch alien was only good for one thing.
That was breeding.

Charles read the history, he was a product of
such a union, but he was better than most because his father had
been the son of the Hopis leader, therefore, the title was passed
down. Charles led the Council on the search for the source of
power, when they had it, they would rule the Earth.

James walked into the room and sat sullenly
in the chair across from his.

“Any news?” Charles demanded.

“No, the last call she made was in Asia, we
have no idea where she went from there,” James snarled.

“This is all your fault, you should have kept
your dick in your pants until after the wedding, and she was
pregnant. Then she would only have eight months left, you know how
this works. Once they are pregnant, the sickness comes, she would
have been unconscious in a bed for months, and you could have
gotten any pussy you wanted,” Charles growled.

“I know, but she was so demanding about
things, it pissed me off. I really thought she was as docile as the
others, but damn, she is a pain in the ass,” James argued.

“All you had to do was fuck her once!”
Charles said.

“We will find her,” James sighed and ran a
hand through his hair. “Where is the Council at with the search. If
we had the source, it wouldn’t really matter now, would it.”

“We have been searching for years, we can’t
assume that we will find them in our lifetime. You know the code,
we have to continue the line until we find them. I have faith it
will be soon, but we have to make our plans. Now that includes you
taking Alexandra as a wife and being the next in line for the
shipping business,” Charles argued.

“Fine, I will find her, come hell or high
water!” James said.

Xander and Des pulled Alex forward into the
main foyer of the King’s home. The men had been busy the last
twelve hours. Sam and Gabby were being shown their wing by their
mates. The twins weren’t happy with their men, but Alex was feeling
very hopeful about the mating.

“Open your eyes,” Des said. Alex squealed
loudly when she saw what they had done for her. The house looked
magnificent, decorated, and furnished, well, as much as they could
in the time they had. But it was enough to actually give Alex hope
of what their home would look like.

“It is beautiful, I love it.” The colors
blended into each room and made it inviting. Alex knew just what it
needed to make it look like her home, too. The living room held
light silver-blue furniture, and the dining room a deep red
mahogany table that sat at least twenty.

“You can explore later when Sage gives you
the go-ahead to work. Right now, you will relax. Come with us,”
Xander said firmly.

Alex sighed but followed, looking at things
as they made it to the master suite. It was just as she imagined it
to be, the gold drapes, the regal black comforter and pillows on
the black four-poster bed and dressers. It was like a tiny oasis,
in the corner a bookcase and a chaise lounge, in another corner a
desk with a computer.

Alex felt the tears gathering in her eyes.
Shit, she was gonna cry again
.

Des pulled her to him and smiled. “No crying,
remember. How about we just lie down and relax together?”

Alex nodded and the three of them laid down
on the huge bed with her in the middle, she sighed at the softness
of the bed. It was perfect, all the pillows behind them.

“I love you,” Alex whispered and this time
they actually said the right words.

“We love you, too, sweetheart,” Xander
muttered and kissed her shoulder.

“So are we really taking a nap?” Alex
teased.

“Well, I think that is what the doctor
ordered.” Des laughed and kissed her forehead.

“No, he said I needed to be relaxed and calm.
You know the thing that makes me relax the most?” Alex said.

“No, baby, what is that?” Xander asked and
she grinned.

“Well, it is a proven medical fact that
orgasms make you sleepy and relaxed. In fact, I think I read
somewhere that if you have multiple orgasms every day you will live
longer,” Alex said and ran her hands down their jean-clad legs.

“Hmmm, really. Sage didn’t tell us about
that,” Des said.

“He probably missed that memo,” Alex said,
turned to first Xander and kissed him deeply, then Des and did the
same.

As appealing as the images burned into his
mind were of their mating, Xander wanted more, and it appeared
their mate did also. He wanted to mold his hands around the soft,
plump swells of her breasts and make her moan. A sound of passion,
no longer one of refusal, the soft betrayal of her desire appeased
the bond.

Des groaned with pleasure as Alex cupped his
bulging cock, he reached up and tightening his fingers as he
reveled in making her gasp and arch with teasing swipes of his
thumbs over her nipples. Not nearly appeased but drunk on making
her whimper, Des showed no mercy as he curled his fingers over her
tender tips.

“Clothes—off—now,” Alex panted and quickly
began throwing her clothes off as she sat up and broke the
connection.

“Hey!” Des complained, but Xander stood and
began undressing.

Alex paused to watch his powerful physique
reveal itself yet again.
Damn, he was the King
. She then
turned to Des who stood on the other side, just as naked and
grinned. “Two for the price of one.” She laughed when they fell on
her like they were ravenous.

Des took her breasts again and laughed when
she arched to him, threw her head back, and moaned. Xander turned
her head and kissed her passionately while Des aroused her body
more.

The hard, puckered points burrowed deeper
into his twisting, pinching grip as his mate swayed and panted
against him. It wasn’t enough, not with that sweet, little pussy
beckoning him with wet kisses every time her hips rolled and bumped
into his. Releasing one of her breasts, he slid a hand down over
the curve of her waist, tracing the flare of her hips before
discovering the softly padded flesh of her ass. He pushed her to
move her hips as he sucked on her nipples, he quickly found her
already wet pussy and sank two fingers in, making her thrash and
moan as he set a fast pace.

Xander reached between them and began kissing
her other breast as he pushed a finger through her folds and found
her peaked clit. He rubbed slowly at first and then finally set the
same pace as Des.

It was enough to make her gasp and buck. Her
motions grew frenzied as her head tipped back, her parted lips
releasing mews of both need and pleasure that matched the
escalating speed of her body against his. Des could feel the
tension in her body, building toward release.

Grasping her neck in a firm hold, Xander
forced her head back until he could stare down into her
heavy-lidded gaze and watch those beautiful features as she came
undone in their arms. Both of them watching her expression of
sedation.

“That was one,” Xander said. “Now, let’s move
on to two.”

They switched places, though this time Xander
tended to her breasts and Des moved lower and flipped her legs over
his shoulders and grinned up at her. “I needed a little snack. I
want some of that sweet cream.”

Damn, they were sexy,
Alex thought,
and let her body feel the rush of passion once again overtake her.
Des bent down and swiped his tongue through her slit and she almost
came again, she was still so sensitive. He lapped up her juices
until she was writhing again beneath them.

The motion had her keening and tensing as he
forced her to ride him right through one climax and into the
blooming clouds of another. Incoherent pleas fell all around him,
driving Xander’s hunger to taste the sounds slipping from her
lips.

Sealing the lush curves of her mouth with his
own, he tried to go slowly, to commit the feel and flavor of her
kiss to his memory. Alex wouldn’t allow him that little treasure.
Too wild to be denied, she locked her lips around his tongue and
sucked the control right out of him.

With nothing left but the fiery burn of naked
need ruling their actions, Xander repeatedly plundered the sweet,
moist depths of her mouth until she jerked and bucked in his arms.
The motions mimicked what Des was doing down below and she felt the
need to come running over her.

Des wanted to give it to her, to push her
over that edge and watch her completely lose control, to hear her
climax, feel it as it flowed into his mouth. His hand spanned over
her ass, bouncing her up with his mouth faster and faster until she
tore her mouth away from Xander to pant out moans of her escalating
pleasure.

Her arms twined around Xander’s shoulders,
her nails digging into his muscles. She clung to him even as her
hips lifted under Des’s prodding, leaving Xander’s hand just enough
room to slide along the seam of her ass and discover her hot
desire.

“Your pussy is so soft, so hot, so wet. It
begs for my touch,” he whispered to her.

Des slid his finger upward, through the thick
river of her cream to the opening from which it wept. At just the
brush of his fingertip, he felt the tiny opening contract and gasp
in a silent plea to be filled. He answered the plea with a deep
thrust of three fingers, deep into her clenching sheath.

Then she fell over the edge, screamed her
release, and sank back to the bed. Xander and Des looked at each
other and smiled.

“That is two and three,” Des said.

For a second, Alex thought she might actually
crumble to the floor. The hard male body she’d been leaning against
shifted.

Clenched on the second overwhelming wave of
pleasure, Alex’s world split wide as a scream shot from the depths
of her very soul at the feel of a soft tongue licking straight up
her slit.

“Mine,” Xander growled and they switched
places again.

The word growled out against her tender
folds, tickling her swollen flesh with its barely human sound.

Lured by the slow, sensual discovery of her
nether lips, her head rolled across the hard bone of a man’s
shoulder. When her forehead bumped into a rigid jawline, her eyes
fluttered open. She was trapped, pinned between two men, and
completely at their mercy. Alex knew they’d have none. Silently,
she rejoiced in that fact, eagerly rousing to the primitive need
for her mates.

Her submission whimpered out of her as Des
lifted his hands to capture her breasts in his rough grip. The
slow, sultry dance her mate had turned her body to with his
intimate kiss changed in that second, becoming ragged and desperate
with a mere pinching tug on her breasts at the same moment the hard
edge of her other mate’s teeth scraped over her clit.

The tiny assaults electrified her, making her
jerk out of rhythm. The two large, callus-tipped hands on her
breasts jerked her back into the solid warmth of her mate’s
strength, while Des’s kiss disintegrated from a sweet exploration
to a ravenous devouring.