“Oh God!” Ariel whimpered as she came again.
Mandra moaned around her nipples as his own body exploded deep inside her. The fire had returned with a vengeance. Mandra’s eyes widened as he saw a ripple of rose colored scales appear along Ariel’s chest and up her neck. Mandra felt his dragon’s roar of triumph at the beginning transformation.
Soon. I have my mate, soon, his dragon growled impatiently.
Yes, soon we will all have our mate with us. Mandra growled back.
Mandra rose up without pulling out of Ariel, ignoring her gasp as it drove him even deeper inside her. He also ignored the water dripping down their bodies as he carried her out and over to the huge bed. He turned and lay back across the covers, keeping her on top. He loved looking up at her. Her head was thrown back and her mouth was slightly open. When she looked down at him, she had a dazed expression in her eyes.
“I love you,” she whispered hesitantly. “I love you, Mandra Reykill.”
Mandra stared up in wonder at the beautiful, alien female who turned his life upside down and couldn’t help but be thankful she had been brought to him. She was fragile and delicate and beautiful and strong and fierce and his! She was so many things all rolled into one. He had no doubt that she was strong enough for a Valdier warrior. Her strength, courage and compassion seemed to know no bounds in the short time since he first saw her. She was fiercely loyal and protective as well.
“As I love you, mi elila,” Mandra replied tenderly. “You are my little warrior.”
Ariel leaned over Mandra and kissed him deeply. “You bet your ass I am,” Ariel said quietly against his lips. “Can I keep you?”
Mandra grinned as he began rocking harder. “You bet your ass you can,” he replied fiercely.
Chapter 13
Mandra looked down at his sleeping mate and bit back a curse of frustration. He had to return to the palace but he did not want to take her with him. He was afraid to but he had to return. His brother Zoran and his mate had been attacked. Abby had been taken. It was imperative that he return and help in the rescue. Mandra wanted to spirit Ariel someplace where nothing could harm her but the thought of leaving her here, even with Asim tore at him. What if something should happen to her while he was gone? It would be better to have her in the palace where there were more guards and their symbiots to protect her than one lone warrior and his symbiot. Mandra would need to take his with him on the rescue.
“What’s wrong?” Ariel asked sleepily.
Mandra sat down on the side of the bed and picked up one of Ariel’s small hands in his. “We need to return to the palace. A situation has arisen and my assistance is needed.”
Ariel struggled to sit up. She didn’t bother with the sheet that pooled around her waist leaving her bare. After everything they had done, there wasn’t a part of her that Mandra didn’t know or had touched. Ariel pushed her tangled mass of pale blonde hair back from her face as she studied Mandra carefully.
“Is it Cara?” Ariel asked frightened.
Mandra shook his head. “No, your little friend is well. I am afraid it is the one you call Abby. Zoran and her were attacked. Zoran was left but Abby was taken,” Mandra said quietly.
Ariel’s hand went to her throat as she thought about the sweet artist. “Why? Why would they take Abby? She is new to your world. It isn’t like she knows anything or would hurt anyone.”
Mandra pulled Ariel into his arms and held her tight. He didn’t want to worry her with what was going on. Creon believed things were not as they seemed. It was not just a small rebel group of Cruizans they needed to worry about. It appeared something much more dangerous was in the works. Mandra had returned late yesterday afternoon to the palace for a short meeting. That was when he, Creon and Ha’ven, the leader of the Curizans, had discovered Zoran unconscious in a meadow not far from the palace.
“Is that why you were gone so late last night?” Ariel asked looking up at Mandra.
“Yes. I think you would be safer in the palace until we have the men responsible for this,” Mandra said. “I need to know you are safe.”
A shiver went through Ariel before she nodded. “I’ll get ready. Will Asim mind keeping an eye on the little ones?” Ariel asked as she got out of bed.
Mandra jumped when four little white fluffs of fur jumped out as well. “What in the name of all the Gods are they doing on our bed?” Mandra growled out trying to step over the rodents that were trying to crawl up his pant leg.
“Oh, they got cold,” Ariel said as she disappeared into the bathing room.
Mandra scowled down at the furry white rodents and fought back a groan. “Don’t get used to it. That is MY bed. I do not sleep with food,” he growled out menacingly.
Two of the little white fur-balls took off after Ariel while one hid under the bed. The littlest one just looked up at him with its big, black eyes, shivering as if it was cold. Mandra glared back trying to intimidate it but it continued looking at him so soulfully that he finally bent down and picked it up. He glared at it for a moment before pulling it closer.
“You are just as bad as she is, you know that don’t you?” Mandra growled out softly trying to ignore the little creature as it snuggled up against him.
..*
Ariel moved quietly along the corridor toward Carmen’s living quarters. She had already visited with Cara and Trisha. All of them were worried about Abby. Carmen was still being reclusive. Ariel moved with determination to see her how her sister was doing. She fought back a nagging fear that Carmen was still unhappy here and would want to find a way back to Earth. Except for Trisha’s dad, Ariel realized there was really nothing left for them on Earth but death and heartache. If Carmen made it back, Ariel knew her little sister would die. She also knew she would have to keep her promise, no matter how much her heart hurt at the idea of leaving Mandra.
A frown creased her forehead as she noticed the number of guards outside her sister’s rooms. Why on Earth they felt Carmen needed six or more guards was a mystery to her. She pushed her way through the men and knocked on the door.
“My lady…,” one of the guards began before closing his mouth at the furious look Ariel cast his way.
“What do you think she is going to do? Steal the crown jewels, murder everyone in their sleep, run amuck causing chaos? Don’t you think this is a little overkill?” Ariel growled out as she banged on the door again. “Carmen, open the friggin’ door!”
The door flew open with a bang as it bounced back against the wall. Carmen was standing in the doorway holding a small statue in her hand. She took one look at Ariel before she grabbed her arm, pulling her inside and slamming the door shut again.
“What did you do? Kill someone?” Ariel asked shaking her head in resignation. “They have half a platoon guarding you.”
Carmen rolled her eyes at the exaggeration. “Aren’t you stretching it a little bit? And no, I haven’t killed anyone… yet,” she added under her breath.
Ariel moved toward the couch. “Did you hear about Abby and Zoran?” She asked as she sat down.
“Yeah, seems shit happens even on alien worlds,” Carmen said moving to a cart and pouring a drink. She walked over and handed it to Ariel. “I thought you had dropped off the face of the planet. No one would tell me where you were and I couldn’t find you.”
Ariel squirmed at her sister’s intense look. “I’ve been in the mountains,” she muttered taking a sip of her drink. “With Mandra,” she added quietly.
“Mandra, huh? Which one is he?” Carmen asked with a raised eyebrow.
Flushing, Ariel stared into her drink for a moment before raising troubled eyes to Carmen. “He was one of the guys in the transporter room, the one trying to catch me.”
“Looks like he did more than try,” Carmen replied drily.
“Yes, he did,” Ariel responded looking at her sister with worried eyes. “I like him, Carmen, a lot. I… I love him.”
Carmen stared at her big sister with sad eyes. There was
n’t much she could say. She saw the mark on Ariel’s neck when she pulled her through the door and recognized that glow in her eyes. She had had that same glow at one time when Scott was alive. She was happy for Ariel. It would be easier leaving her knowing she would be taken care of and wouldn’t be alone. Everything would be alright and she knew in her heart she could leave her big sister without feeling guilty.
“I’m happy for you, sis. If anyone deserves happiness it’s you,” Carmen said quietly.
Ariel’s head jerked up at something in her sister’s tone. “You’re still going to try to get back home, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” came the determined answer.
“Then I’m going with you,” Ariel said with just as much determination. “It would be best to go while most of the guys are gone.”
Carmen shook her head. “No, Ariel. You have a life here now. This isn’t your battle, it’s mine. There are some things that I have to do alone. This is one of them. I want… need to know you are safe and happy,” Carmen said looking intently at Ariel willing her to understand and agree. “Please, I need to know you are safe and happy.”
Ariel’s eyes filled with tears before she looked away. “We promised we would always be there for each other, no matter what. I am going with you so just shut up and accept it.”
..*
Mandra slammed into the room where Creon was scowling darkly at the guards who looked at each other nervously. He had only been gone two days! That was how long it took to track down where Abby was taken only to find her gone. Fortunately, the man who took her was dead. Unfortunately, the one behind it was still alive and free. When he returned this morning his first thought was to find his mate and fuck her until neither one of them could walk. His dragon was impatient for his mate and so was Mandra. Precious, as Ariel fondly called his symbiot, snarled next to him in fury. The tiny gold bands that had graced Ariel had been absorbed into it.
“Nothing! Where in the hell are they?” Mandra bit out savagely.
“We do not know, my lords. We have searched the palace extensively and have expanded the search further out. It does not appear they were taken but left on their own,” the guard said hesitantly.
“How did they get past you?” Creon snarled.
The guard swallowed as he saw Creon’s eyes darken. He had heard the tales of the young lord, some that would chill the blood of any warrior. His eyes flickered to the long curved knife the youngest royal held clenched in his fist.
“They climbed over the balcony and scaled the wall down to a lower one using the curtains around the bed as a rope,” the man replied.
Creon snarled again and threw the knife in rage. The group of guards froze as it quivered where it stuck in the wall. Mandra placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder to calm him.
“We will find them,” Mandra said in a deadly voice. “They cannot have gotten off the planet.”
A knock at the door caused all the men to look around. A guard wearing the standard uniform of black leather pants, black vest, and black knee-high boots stood at the door. He waited until Mandra acknowledged him before speaking.
“My lords, we have them,” the man said drawing in a deep breath.
“Where?” Mandra growled out menacingly and took a step toward the man.
“At the launch base, my lord,” the man replied hurriedly. “They stole one of the shuttles but we were able to override the controls.”
Creon turned with a deadly cold look on his face that caused all the guards to flinch. Before the guard could say another word, both Mandra and Creon were pushing pass him. The guard at the door looked at the others and shook his head. He, for one, felt sorry for the females if the looks of the two men leaving were anything to go by.
..*
Ariel looked at Mandra under her lashes and bit her bottom lip again. He was beyond furious if that was possible. She felt a shiver go down her spine as she remembered him entering the room where she and Carmen had been taken. Neither one of them had gone without a fight. Well, she would have if it hadn’t been for the one guard who grabbed her a little rougher than he should have causing her to cry out in pain. Carmen went ballistic on his ass. One of the guards struck Carmen across the face knocking her to the ground. That was when everything went to hell. By the time it was over, both she and Carmen were in restraints. Carmen was nursing a bruised jaw and a possible broken wrist while Ariel could feel her left eye swelling and still taste the blood from her busted lip.
“Mandra,” Ariel began quietly.
“Do. Not. Say. A. Word,” Mandra gritted out between clenched teeth as he walked her over to his symbiot that was in the shape of a sleek, open air transport. “We will discuss this once we get back to the palace.”
Ariel nodded silently as Mandra released the restraints holding her wrists behind her back only to reconnect them again in front of her. She shot him a furious look but didn’t say anything. There was the war and there was the battle. Right now, this was a battle. She wanted to win the war even if she didn’t have a clue as to what she was trying to win.
As soon as she was seated, gold threads began to form and move up her arms. Mandra snarled out something and the threads halted and shimmered for a moment before returning to the solid gold form of the transport. Ariel bit her sore lip without thinking and gasped in pain. She saw Mandra’s mouth tighten but he did not say a word to her. Ariel folded her hands tightly together and looked down at them trying not to cry.
She didn’t have anything to cry about, she thought furiously. She didn’t do anything he wouldn’t have done if their roles had been reversed. Hell, he had spent the last two days looking for Abby with his brother so he should understand family loyalty and duty.
It didn’t take long to get back to the palace. Ariel looked at Precious as it changed shape into a huge cat-like creature and brushed up against her in an effort to comfort her. It shook when Mandra growled at it. Ariel reached her hands down and let her fingers lightly caress its silky head as it moved passed her into the palace.
Ariel straightened her shoulders and ignored the stares as she walked down the long corridors toward Mandra’s living quarters. She didn’t say a word, just like he instructed. If he wanted to give her the silent treatment, so be it. She really wasn’t in the mood for a long conversation anyway. He could say he was done with her and send her back to Earth. It was where she was trying to head to anyway.
She watched as he nodded to the guards stationed outside the doors to his living quarters. One of them opened the door as they approached. Mandra never slowed down. Ariel bit her lip again and winced as it throbbed in a reminder of the abuse it took a short time ago. She ran her tongue over it trying to see how bad it was and sighed when she tasted blood. She broke the cut open again.
Ariel was so focused on her lip that she would have run into Mandra if he hadn’t reached out and grabbed her at the last second. She was about to apologize when she felt tender but firm hands slide up her bruised arms until one of them raised her chin up enough to look at her face.
“Why?” Mandra asked quietly looking at the battered face of his mate. “Why would you leave me?”
Ariel’s eyes filled with tears at the sadness in his voice. She was expecting ranting and yelling; perhaps even some type of accusation of not loving him, not this quiet hurt. She looked up into his dark gold eyes that seemed dim. She could see the exhaustion and the faint lines of worry around his eyes and mouth.
“I didn’t want to,” she whispered back.
“Why?” Mandra asked again gently touching the swelling under her eye.
“To understand why I will need to explain who I am and where I come from,” Ariel replied in resignation.
Mandra studied his mate for a moment before he nodded. Taking her wrists in one of his huge hands, he unlocked the restraints and led her to the newly installed couch. He gently pushed her down onto it before he moved to the kitchen area on silent feet. He returned a moment later with a small bowl and clo
th. He dipped the cloth into the warm water and gently began cleaning her face.
Ariel started when she saw the gold bands on his wrist dissolve. They began moving first around her eye then over her lip before disappearing down the neck of her shirt. She wiggled as they moved around her to the bruises covering her. She giggled when it got to the ones on her side.
“I’m ticklish,” she muttered looking up into the hot gaze of her mate.
“Tell me why you would leave us,” Mandra demanded quietly as he continued to wash the dirt off her face.
She hesitated a moment before taking a deep breath and nodding. “I’m the oldest out of the two of us by a year. We might be sisters but we are also best friends,” she looked at Mandra who nodded for her to continue. “Trisha is a part of our family too, don’t get me wrong, but it isn’t the same. Carmen and I are almost like twins, can you understand this?” Ariel asked.
“My two younger brothers, Kelan and Trelon, are like you and your sister,” Mandra replied quietly moving to clean the dirt from her neck.
Ariel breathed out a sigh of relief. Maybe he would understand. “We promised each other when we were little we would always be there for each other, no matter what. It was a little different when I went away to college at first. I was still there but Carmen had my parents, Trisha’s dad, and…Scott,” her voice faded as she thought about all that they had lost, especially her sister. “Our parents were killed in a car accident when I was in college and Carmen was a senior in high school. It was a very difficult time in our lives. I had Trisha who I had followed into college and Carmen had Trisha’s dad, Paul and Scott, the love of her life. Carmen and Scott married a few days after they graduated. I’ve never seen her so happy,” Ariel whispered with a small smile. She looked up at Mandra before continuing. “They were going to go out and save the world together. They both trained to be bodyguards with a security company out of Texas. They loved the excitement and travel. Most of the time it was just escorting some businessperson or celebrity to an event but the last job was a little longer. They were hired to protect a local politician and his family down in South America. It was a different country from our own. It was supposed to be for just a couple of months and the pay was really good. They were saving up to come back to start a family. Scott was just getting tired of all the moving around. Personally, I think he was afraid something might happen to Carmen,” Ariel’s voice faded as she remembered the phone call she received that changed everything.