Meridian Warriors: Xander and Des (2 page)

“Xan?” Des yelled as he walked back into
their home. The home was traditionally decorated in their home
planet’s décor. When they barely escaped the planet’s destruction
with the ship, they at least planned ahead of time and put their
personal belonging aboard since they knew they would no longer be
able to return home.

The bold colors of red and blue adorned the
furniture along with the huge pillows on the floor, while the wall
held pictures of their lost planet, and the families they would
never forget. It was hard, even after all this time, to know they
had lost so much all because the Hopis wanted to have what they
had.

“Des, here,” Xander said and looked at his
mate closely. The training had been rough; his mate had marks on
his shoulders and arms where the new weapon had been used on him.
Xander hoped the other new toys were useful.

Des smiled at him arrogantly and bowed his
head. Even though Des was his mate, he insisted on the formal
greeting, after that though, Des walked to him and kissed him
passionately. Xander pulled his mate’s long, thick, black hair that
was tied behind his back with a traditional wrap from their planet,
angling his head so he would be able to get the most out of his
mate’s kiss.

They were large, tall men, both leaders, and
both dominant. Sometimes both of them wondered how they were ever
paired together. The Gods truly had a sense of humor. Xander was
the leader of the city they lived in, Des was his Second, and they
were a force to be reckoned with when challenged.

Standing well over six foot, Des had black
hair and Xander had white. They were opposites in looks and
demeanor. Xander was Alpha all the way. He dominated every room he
was in, where Des was a bit lighter and had a lot more humor
according to him. Xander would shake his head and laugh every time
his mate made the statement.

Xander had been the leader of the Warriors
when they left their planet. However, when all the other ships were
destroyed in the blast from the planet blowing up, he became their
overall leader. Unfortunately, the ship they were on was only
filled with male Warriors. None of their women had survived. They
knew they were supposed to have a second mate, it was the way of
their planet, but since the females were all dead, they were forced
to accept and be happy with only one mate.

Xander never complained, he loved Des like a
mate, like a man, and like a friend. There was no one he would
rather be with—in time of trouble or happiness—than Des, though
both of them felt the emptiness of their missing mate.

The leader pushed his tongue past his mate’s
mouth and demanded a response. Des did not let him down, and they
explored each other’s mouth as if it was the first time they’d
kissed. Thankfully, Xander had just gotten out of the shower, and
hadn’t bothered to dress so the cloth around his waist was quickly
dispatched. Des only had on sparse clothes from his workout, which
were quickly removed while they continued to kiss each other.

Des ran his hands over Xander’s shoulders and
chest. Their muscles were sculpted showing how they kept in shape
in case they needed to defend themselves. Xander’s face was
angular, and what some may not consider handsome, until they looked
into his eyes. They were the most amazing color. Some would say
they were purple,
but whatever
, Des loved looking into them.
While Des was boyishly handsome, no matter their three hundred
human year age, he had a perfect nose, cheekbones, and mouth. His
face would be one many of the human women swooned over when they
surfaced.

Xander ran his hands down his mate’s back and
grabbed his ass. It was tight and firm and he loved to pull his
mate close and rub their cocks together while they petted and
kissed each other.

When Des finally pulled back, he looked at
Xander and smiled, “Well, welcome home to me.”

“Yeah, well we need to talk, but I have
something that needs taken care of first,” Xander said and looked
down at his engorged erection.

“Really, well we can’t have a leader
unsatisfied, can we,” Des drawled with his sexy deep voice. Xander
laughed and pulled him into another deep kiss.

Xander thought back to that fateful day when
the leader of their planet came to him and told him what was
happening. It had been on his mind all day long for some
reason—like he could feel some kind of change coming their way. The
thoughts he had made him very unsettled. Xander hated that feeling
and so he did what was natural to him in this situation, he fought
for something to control.

“To the bedroom,” Xander growled and pushed
his mate in front of him. He shook off his thoughts and followed
his mate.

Des laughed and turned, “Wait, before we get
all involved there are things we have to discuss.”

Xander frowned and nodded, turned off his
thoughts as he looked at Des with expectation, then led the way
into the living room where he sprawled out on the comfortable
couch. He mused at the way his people had developed after they had
landed on this planet.

The expansion of their underwater world had
been slow, but once their techs figured it out, they moved quickly.
The bottom of the ocean was not smooth, and they had to clear
little by little so the bubble would be sealed. They used the ship
as a place to live until they were able to get materials to build
their own homes. It had taken a long time.

“So what do we have to talk about?” Xander
asked when Des sat down across from him and sprawled in a similar
manner.

“Rosul developed a better security
monitoring. There is a storm coming in, it looks like it will be
strong. We have several men above water, and we are calling them
back, but we are not sure if they will be able to make it back in
time. In addition, a ship was using their radar, scanning the
bottom of the ocean floor. The technology too advanced for humans,”
Des said somberly and watched as Xander’s face hardened and his
lips thinned.

“Have they found us?” Xander asked
briskly.

“No, we have our own cloaking. We still have
to be careful though,” Des said.

“For now, when everyone gets back, we stay
inside the city until we can figure out what is going on. We will
come up with a plan,” Xander said and smiled at his mate
closely.

“I will call the command center; we will have
to lock the doorway after the last Warrior returns.” Des picked up
the small communication device they used. It worked in their
underwater city. When they left the safety of their city, it was
equipped with a locator, and the ability to communicate with
whomever was on the surface. The device resembled the human’s cell
phones, but more advanced.

“I am pretty sure that can wait,” Xander
said, standing and taking the communication device from his mate
and grinned, “I think we should get cleaned first and then we can
see about work.”

Des laughed and pulled the man in for a kiss,
“I agree.”

When they reached the shower, both were naked
and hard, Xander felt his erection practically pulsing. He had been
in this state since he saw the man who was his mate walk through
the doors; it was like this all the time. Gorgeous, sexy, smart,
Des was everything he wanted in a mate. If only they had found
their third, she would have been on the ship with them. Most the
men who survived the last attack were mated but none had met their
third yet. Warriors had a hard time finding their mates.

It was because of their makeup. They were
hard, and rough, and their women needed to be strong with potential
as a leader. That was the way of their people. The King was once
the most powerful Warrior, Xander was next in line for the throne.
His mates would be the King’s Consorts and considered leaders,
too.

Standing under the needles of hot spray, he
reached down and grasped his mate’s cock.
Shit, his lips were
thick and sexy
, and Xander could only imagine them being
wrapped around his cock. Xander drew his hand over his cock,
closing his eyes and dreaming it was his mate’s mouth.

Des wrapped his hand in his mate’s long hair
and brought him in for a passionate kiss. He was demanding and knew
it. After training all day, his aggression was peaking. Xander knew
that, and although he was also dominant and took control of their
sex life, many years ago they came to terms with each other’s
differences. Des explored his mate’s mouth with his tongue, making
sure he tasted his mate’s flavor. He loved when they were close
like this, it was intimate, and made their bond strengthen. Slowly
Des pulled his mouth from his mate’s mouth and then kissed down
Xander’s chest slowly.

Xander leaned back a little, let the water
flow over his head, and down his body as Des explored him. When Des
got to his stomach, Xander leaned back and smiled before wrapping
his hand around Des’s hair to make sure he had a good grasp before
Des took his cock into his mouth. Xander smiled when Des teased him
and then proceeded to guide his mate to where he wanted him. Des
teased him by licking the tip of Xander’s cock first, running his
tongue over the smooth tip, then he licked the other side and
swirled his tongue around the tip where a bead of pre-cum had
formed.

Xander sucked in a deep breath as Des trailed
a finger over his tip, and then moaned when he fisted him
completely, stroking his cock. The hot water streaming over him,
making it feel like a smooth, warm mouth was engulfing his cock as
his mate pumped him.

Xander leaned against the cool shower wall,
while his mate stroked him. The shower was large enough for both of
them. They had made sure of it when it was built. There was nothing
more intimate to their kind than showering with a mate. The light
caresses, the feeling of sharing and taking care of someone was a
powerful emotion. Because the water was filtered and more like
their home planet, they used showering as a time for bonding. They
were able to hold off their shift when they showered because of the
filtering system, it took out the elements in the water that
triggered their shift.

Des reached down and cupped Xander’s balls.
Moving in a slow, easy motion, Xander pumped thinking about
pounding into his mate’s ass. His mate was the full package, and
one he loved to top. Both men were dominant; however, Xander
usually liked topping his mate.

Shit, his mouth felt so good
, Xander
thought, and leaned back against the wall of the shower while Des
renewed his attention. Using one hand to grasp the end of Xander’s
shaft, Des took him into his mouth fully and then swallowed before
sucking and pulling him out of his mouth.

“Des, damn it, you are killing me,” Xander
said and sighed.

“I know, you can think about pounding into my
ass while I suck you off. I am thinking about taking this thick
cock and making me feel like I am alive. Only with you in me,
connected, sharing our bond,” Des whispered and then sucked him
into his mouth again.

The thought of his mate surrendering to him
made him groan as he pumped faster with Des allowing him to set the
pace.

Xander could be in control when he needed to
and then other times Des would take over. Xander felt his cock
harden even more to the thought of letting someone take care of
him. Only with his mate would he be able to show that side of
himself. To the Meridian, he was the King, the man who would lead
them. Not wanting to think about work, he went back to thinking
about his strong and charismatic mate.

Xander pulled his mate up quickly, wanting
them to come together. He grabbed his mate and kissed him
passionately before wrapping his hand around Des’s cock. Des smiled
at him and did the same.

They pumped their hands faster as the
thoughts turned more carnal. Xander thought about what his mate
looked like naked, his muscular body sweaty with exertion from
their lovemaking. His hair messed from Xander’s hands wrapping in
the strands. His lips full from kissing them passionately. Finally,
his head on the pillow next to his, sleeping after they made love.
A shiver ran through him as he pictured them kissing and touching
each other. He opened his eyes and stared at Des using his other
hand to trace down his mates back and pull him in closer.

With their cocks next to one another, they
grasped them both together, and together they began to feel their
passion rise as their skin moved against one another. Xander called
out to his mate as his balls drew up and he could feel the passion
ready to burst.

They came together in a flurry of passion,
love, and the knowledge they were mates and together.

Chapter
Two

Alexandra Collins was fed up, and when she
was fed up everyone knew it. Most people knew she was a bitch, and
she didn’t really care who knew. However, on the flip side, she had
a wicked sense of humor and when she made friends, they were
friends for life—not that she had that many. Her job was a pain in
the ass, her father was overbearing and demanding, and her latest
boyfriend was an asshole. Somewhere along the line, she’d lost
control of her life.
Well, she was going to get it back.

Alex walked down the pier; her boat was in
the farthest slip from the marina of course. Her father made sure
that she had the best. She was the only child of Brendan Charles
Collins IV, and because of that, she was expected to behave a
certain way. This was the reason for her latest meltdown. Alex had
enough of her father. He was just going to have to learn she would
not marry someone who was a cheating bastard.

She was not a small woman like the one her
father would have loved. She knew this since he pointed it out so
often that it was like second nature to her now. Alex was tall,
just under six foot, and she had long blonde hair that was silky
smooth. All of her friends told her she was gorgeous; however, Alex
never felt like it and fortunately, she grew out of caring what
people thought. She accepted her height, and curvaceous form, and
learned to play to her assets. Which luckily were her breasts.