Just as I was giving up hope of ever getting Kiema back, she sprang up into a seated position. Her eyes were flooded with tears as she curled in on herself. "She's gone. She's gone."The dipshit that had stolen Kiema from me the first time thought to reach for her first. An elbow point to his temple had him going to sleep. He would get his turn after Ransom and I had ours. Gathering Kiema into my arms, I curled around her, rocked her. "Who's gone, honey?""A-A-Anda. She gave me her power because I was locked away in the..." the rest of her words trailed off into incoherent sobs. The love of my life shuddered in my arms, breaking my heart with the sorrow pouring off of her. "Gaia's shitballs," the new male said. He must have a crazy hard head to be awake after the blow I dealt him. His deep voice distracted me from Kiema. I snarled at him without turning around. "Where the fuck have you all been hiding?" he asked in a scratchy voice. His voice pulled like rough velvet ov

I threw my clothes off like my body was on fire and Cherry was my extinguisher. I was all up in her business the nanosecond I was bare naked. I chuckled. More like bear naked. Our kiss turned from loving to a clash of lips and teeth as a low moan slid from her sexy pink mouth. Her head tipped back as I nibbled my way down her neck. The wavering, pulsing brand on her chest...I traced it with my tongue. One of the points was directing me to her right nipple. I had to follow its demand. Wrapping my tongue around the hard point, I rolled it with my tongue. Taking the sensitive nub between my teeth, I flicked my tongue over the tip as fast as I possibly could. "Switch," Xander called. I almost pouted as I handed her over, but I was so fucking excited she was mine, ours, that I didn't mind. Too much.I helped Cherry climb into Xander's arms. As she got settled, I ran my hands over all of her skin I could touch. It was as smooth as silk and made my mouth water. I leaned forward and

Two days later "Gaia, do they make vagina ice? Seriously, I feel like I've been riding a horse for the last forty-eight hours," I complained to Kiema as we sat on Asher's level and ate brunch at the family table. All of my guys high-fived each other. Kiema giggled and rolled her eyes. "Not that I've been able to find." Her men fist bumped. "Security alert. Security alert," the warehouse comm system announced. Immediately the men went into battle mode. Even Kord, although he looked a little lost as to what he should be doing. "I want the fives," Taryk barked as everyone headed to the stairs. I looked at the elevator with a sense of sadness. I hated climbing up stairs. Or down them. I just hated stairs. "What are the fives?" I asked Kiema. "Who, what, when, where, why," all the men answered. Even Kord. Kiema chuckled stiffly and pulled me up behind her. We all landed in Xander's level as he raced to his wall of screens. I stood there in shock at the amount o

The self-declared prince was looking at me with wide, shocked eyes. "I'm guessing Princey Pants here doesn't get talked to that way very often, Atty," Asher said with a chuckle down the mental link. "Obviously not," Saint said. Prince Alok turned, completely disregarding us men, and talked to the empty area of the roof. "Goddess, we have been waiting for the portals to open for almost one hundred years. Why have you kept them shut to us? Have we offended you in some way?" His shimmering cheeks were burnt with red as his tricolored eyes glinted in the early afternoon sun. "You might as well unmask yourself, Kiema and Scarlet. We know you're not behind us...where you're supposed to be," Taryk said out loud, his voice clipped and harsh. I smiled again, glad neither of these two troublemakers were my mates. Thank Gaia for small favors. Kiema and Scarlet popped into view. The men and women standing behind the prince all dropped to a knee, their heads bowed, clenched fis

"And you would be?" I asked, stepping forward. I raised my hand in welcome to this man. At least Ten nor I wanted to beat the shit out of this one. The other one...he should be glad Kiema had slapped him back. I'd have just slapped him off the roof. "You can call me Oliver," he said as he reached out and shook my hand. "I am pleased that my sister has such strong men in her corner. Ones that do not squelch her spirit, but stand by in case she needs their strength. You honor her with your control, even as it causes you grief."I chuckled. "Either that or I never get to have sex with her again. I have to weigh the battles I'm willing to engage in. Oliver, nice to meet you. I'm Saint."Kiema elbowed me in the belly. The rest of the guys introduced themselves. I looked at the group of Wardens standing back as Oliver was greeted like an old friend or family.Alok, especially, looked like he was about to throw a temper tantrum. His arms were crossed over his chest, his foot tappi