Chapter 16

 

 

Waking up, I feel Sammy next to me. There’s a burning in my left shoulder, the telltale sign that I bonded with him last night. Smiling, I remember we made love six times last night, and I can sure feel it now. Running my hands over his chest, he stirs. Opening his eyes, he looks at me smiling.

“Morning, Spring,” he murmurs. Snuggling closer, I smile at him.

“Morning, it’s freezing outside the blankets,” I say, shaking. Sammy gets up and walks over to the fireplace. Sitting up a little, I watch him move around as he gets the fire started. He’s sexy as hell naked. He still has the scars on his back; those didn’t heal from our blood sharing. I wonder why. I don’t want to ask him since they don’t bother me. He gets the fire going and comes back to me in bed; he jumps under, his cold body, trying to get warm by mine.

“You’re freezing, Sammy!” I squeal. Laughing, he grabs me and wraps me in his arms.

“Warm me up, Spring,” he says with a wicked grin on his face. I wrap my arms around him; there’s a knock at the door. They don’t wait but barge right in. Looking over the covers, I see that it’s Andy. I watch as his eyes roam over my exposed body. Not bothering to cover myself I watch him struggle for breath.

“What’s up, Andy?” I ask, grinning. Sammy watches Andy from the corner of his eyes. I feel Sammy run his hand across my breast. Sucking in a breath, I dart my eyes to his—he’s grinning at me.

“Oh, ah you’ve got training now, Sammy,” he says huskily. He never takes his eyes away from Sammy’s hand playing with my breast. He pinches my nipple.

“Would like to be doing this, Andy?” Sammy murmurs. My eyes go to his. He bends down. “You’ll enjoy this, promise,” he whispers. Looking over at Andy he’s breathing hard. Looking down his hard body, I see a bulge in his jeans. He walks over to the bed, taking off his shirt as he walks to the other side and slowly lies down on the other side of me. He slowly runs his hand across my other breast, making my nipple pebble. Moaning, I grab him by his hair and yank his lips to mine, kissing him hard. He welcomes it and gives it right back all the while pinching my nipple. Sammy grabs Andy’s hand and guides him between my legs. Andy doesn’t need to be told twice and sticks three fingers in. Slowly, he pulls them out just to slam them back in. He breaks off the kiss and Sammy takes his place, his lips are warm when they touch mine, he kisses me long and hard. Finally, he bends to my ear.

“I’ve got to go, after you bond with him; we will both be back to have some fun with you, Spring,” he whispers. Shivering, I arch my back as Andy picks up the pace with his fingers. Looking up at Sammy he gets out of bed and throws his clothes on heading out the door with a sexy grin on his face. Andy gently grabs my chin to make me face him. He hovers over my lips. Looking at him, I know that it’s my choice. I touch my lips to him, and he devours mine. Opening my mouth, I take his tongue deep in my mouth. Growling, he picks me up and walks over to the shower. Turning it on, he sits me on the sink running his hand between my legs, and he starts rubbing my clit. I arch in his hands; I want more. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he picks me up, and we go into the shower.

He doesn’t wait and enters me in one swift plunge. Bracing myself on his shoulders, he pulls out, slamming into me in one long thrust. Moving my hair, I offer my neck to him, he takes his nail and makes a small cut on his neck. Not waiting, I lick the stream of blood up to his neck. Finding the cut, I latch on and suck hard. He growls and sinks his fangs into my neck. Screaming out he sucks roughly on my neck, pinning me against the shower wall he thrusts into me over and over, I feel his hand grab my breast and squeeze.

“You’re so fucking tight, Spring, I pledge myself to you,” he moans.

“Fuck me, Andy.” And with that, he does. Thirty minutes later I’m breathing hard holding onto Andy. I can’t believe what just happened. Giggling, I look up at him. His eyes are darker than they usually are.

“Wow, Andy, you weren’t lying,” I say. I kiss along his neck; the cut is still bleeding so I lick it to make it heal. I feel him shiver. He takes his hand and gently moves my hair out of my face.

“I would love to spend some more time with you, but I …” Taking my fingers, I put them to his mouth.

“I know. Go, we will have plenty of time for more, later,” I murmur. I slide down his body, and my legs feel like Jell-O. He kisses me and gets out of the shower. I don’t want him in trouble when he should be training. Watching him walk out naked, he closes the door behind him. I turn to the water and let out a big breath. I can’t believe that I bonded with two men that fast. I know I had to, but still. And to be in bed with them at the same time, it sends shivers over me. I know I have three tattoos on my left shoulder. I’ll have to look and see what Sammy’s and Andy’s look like. Feeling my hand and arm start to burn, I look down at it. My mouth drops open at what I’m seeing. The same design that is on my hip and ribs are starting to form on my hand and arm. Looking at the other one, I don’t see it there just on my left arm. The colors are the same—black outline with blue in the middle; there’s going to be no way that I can hide this unless I wear long sleeves and gloves all the damn time.

I hurry up in the shower and wash my hair and body. I’m tender because of all the lovemaking I’ve been doing. Shaking my head, I turn the water off and grab a couple of towels and get out. Wrapping my hair, I dry off with the other one. Looking around the bathroom, I see that I didn’t bring any clothes in here with me. I guess I didn’t have the time to do so. Laughing low, I stand in front of the mirror naked, looking at my body, the tattoo on the side of my body is amazing. The one on my arm and hand will take some time to get used to.

Taking my hair out of the towel, I comb it out and start to blow dry it. Once it’s dry, I decide to leave it down. Brushing my teeth, I put some eyeliner and lip gloss on my lips. It’s the best it’s going to be. Turning around, I throw the towels into the hamper and walk out the bathroom door.

“My Queen,” Garrett murmurs. Jumping, I look over to the doors. Shit, I didn’t see him there. There’s no use for modesty now. He’s blushing but not looking away. Turning, I head into the closet. Letting out a deep breath, I go to the dresser and grab a matching pair of undies and a bra. Putting them on, I grab a hoodie and a pair of jeans. After I get them on I, hunt for shoes to wear. I decide on UGGs—I love those boots. This time I get the black ones to match my hoodie, they’re not as fancy as my white ones, but they will do. Slipping them on, I head back into the bedroom.

“Did you make my bed?” I ask him.

“No, my Queen, someone else did,” he says.

“Who?” I ask. Walking to the door, I open it. Garrett isn’t too far behind me. Turning around in the hallway, I wait for his answer with one eyebrow raised.

“Faith did, my Queen, she will keep the house clean, and Maggie does all the cooking,” he says.

“When did they get here and who are they?” I ask, getting irritated now.

“They are the older women of the guardians,” he says.

“You mean mated to two of the guardians. I mummer.

“Yes, my Queen,” he says. I start walking again, this time not turning around.

“Would you please introduce me to them, Garrett?” Walking down the stairs slowly, I get to the bottom.

“Yes, my Queen,” he says.

We walk into the kitchen and low and behold the two women are in there cleaning up the breakfast dishes. One of them turns around with a huge smile on her face, she quickly wipes her hands on her apron and rushes over to me giving me a huge hug.

“My Queen, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Maggie; please let me get you something to eat. You must be famished from last night.” Trying to keep the enormous grin that wants to form, I bite the inside of my check. Blushing, I walk over and sit at the island. Garrett is looking out the window as usual.

“Garrett, did you eat?” I ask him.

“I’m fine, my Queen,” he says. I look over at the women; they both shake their heads. Smiling at them, I nod.

“Garrett, come join me, I must insist,” I say. He looks over at me for a few seconds and walks over and sits down next to me.

“Thank you, my Queen,” he says. Maggie gets busy making us each a plate full of food. Sitting them down in front of us, she goes back and gets us juice and coffee.

“Thank you, Maggie,” I say with a smile.

“Oh, my Queen, no thanks needed, please,” she says, blushing.

“And you are Faith; it’s nice to meet you as well. Thank you for making my bed this morning,” I say, looking over to her.

“It’s what I do, and I know who you are,” she sneers, walking quickly out of the kitchen. Looking over at Maggie she just shakes her head. Garrett, on the other hand, gets up and stalks into the separate room where she went.

“What was that all about, Maggie?” I ask between bites.

“Oh, honey, she just had her hopes set way too high for her station is all,” Maggie says.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“She loved Nick and wanted to mate with him. Now, child, he has never liked her in any way, but she’s crazy I think, and now with you making him your man, it will never happen for her,” Maggie tells me. I don’t know what to say. I still wouldn’t change it, even if I could.

“Maggie, I wouldn’t ever change what happened between Nick and I, we have a bond like no other,” I tell her, looking at the door Garrett went through.

“Then that bond is strong as any could ever be, my Queen,” she says to me, smiling.

“You know you have the right to discipline her—”

“Why would I do something to her unless she comes at me; she can’t help who she loves. If something happens then, I will say something but only then,” I say.

“You will be a great Queen for us,” she says with a nod. She turns and goes back to washing the dishes and cleaning the counters. Garrett comes back in and sits down to finish eating but doesn’t say anything. Looking around, I notice that no one is inside. Getting up, I take my plate to the sink and give Maggie a quick hug.

“Thanks for breakfast, Maggie, it was great. Is there anything I can do to help?” I ask her.

“Oh, my goodness no. A Queen doesn’t help with the—”

“Don’t say it, Maggie, I’m just me and would love to help,” I murmur.

“Hmm, come in early, and you can help me with lunch, I guess,” she says, hiding a smile on her face.

“Thank you, I’ll be back to help,” I say, walking out the door into the great room. The fire is casting a warm glow throughout the room. Looking outside, I see it’s still pouring. Garrett walks in and stands by the door.

“Garrett, may I ask you for a favor?” I ask, smiling at him, hoping it will help with what I’m about to ask.

“Anything, my Queen,” he says, smiling back at me.

“Well, I would like to go check on the bridge on the outskirts of town, and I don’t have my wings yet. I really wouldn’t know what to do with them even if I did.

“Would you take me to see it?” I ask. Looking over at him, I can see that he’s thinking.

“I would be honored to take you, my Queen. We can leave in ten minutes four other guardians will come with us.”

“Great I will go get on my coat so that I’ll be ready.” Walking into the kitchen, I head to the laundry room and grab my warmest coat. Putting it on, I rummage around until I find my gloves. Then I grab a hat to keep the rain off my face. Pulling it down on my head, I realize must look funny. But hey I will stay warm, I hope. Taking too much time already I walk fast into the great room; the other four men are already there. I know only one of them. Andy. He grins and bows his head. Nodding to him, I walk over to Garrett.

“Ready to go?” I ask

“We are, my Queen,” he says. Walking toward the door, I wait until they all go outside and follow them out. I watch as they let their wings out and it’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. My back starts itching a little, and I wonder when mine will come. I’ve been told it’s painful the first few times. Walking over to Garrett, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me in close. Smiling at him I know it’s nothing sexual, it’s to keep me safe when we fly. He lifts up into the air slowly; I watch as the ground becomes smaller.