The Forgotten One (17 page)

“You have been through so much, all of you have. I’m sorry I didn’t see this before.” He smiled. “Maybe I should have listened to my mate and diverted some of the duties to others.”

Shald snorted and reached over, hugging Willow. That’s when she felt the difference. “This isn’t your natural form, is it?” she asked and her grandmother shook her head. “I think all of you have seen enough. In time you will learn about others, since it will be jobs to guide the different species. It’s just too bad you must prove yourself before this happens.”

“I’m sorry, prove ourselves?” Ral spoke again.

“Yes, this is why this new threat is coming. One that I did not approve of, but couldn’t stop. Her father is still angry at me for taking his daughter. I’m afraid all of you will have to prove yourselves to them and everyone else. You could say Earth will be the site of battles and the rest of the universe will be watching.” Vaulau told them right before they appeared back in the hotel living room, except for Aibell and Agares.

“Give us 30 minutes and we’ll be back. Tamara needs to eat and clean up,” Lars said.

Alton nodded, but followed her into their suite, where she started to strip out of her clothes, feeling gross. It was if there was a slime covering her skin.

Willow didn’t know if it was from when she hugged her great grandmother or just the place itself. “Maxim, Ida is waiting in the kitchen for Dylan, she’ll get him cleaned up.” Willow yelled over her shoulder, moving to the bathroom in their room.

“She already has him,” Maxim said throwing his shirt off as Alton did.

“Guys, I need a shower bad,” she said stepping into the enclosure.

“And we need to make sure our woman is okay, to hold her and check every inch of her body. To reclaim what is ours, since we can’t have our heart be hurt.” Maxim growled as both men stripped to join her.

“I’m your heart, am I?” she asked as they started washing and doing what they had said they would.

Alton knelt before her, his gaze captured hers. “Heart, soul, life. If we lost you, there would be no more us. We are too old to continue on without you. We would join you.” He leaned in as he pushed her legs apart, sinking his fangs into one side of her inner thigh as did Maxim to the other.

“What the hell?” she squealed and tried to move, but they held her, still drinking and marking her. That is when she heard the words in her head.

“
One heart, one soul,

We are joined together in the physical world and in the next.

You are ours from now to eternity.

No stars, no worlds will separate us,

Where you go, we go.”

“No wait!” she tried to get away again, but they refused to budge when the bond took over, sealing their fates.

“What have you done,” she whispered, tears rolling down her cheeks as she stared down at the two men between her legs. So many questions, but none of it mattered now.

Chapter Eleven

Alton placed a kiss on his bonding mark and stood, wiping the tears from Willow’s face. “Why? What if we have children?” she asked, but right now he needed to be in her.

He covered her mouth, before she could speak again, lifting her up. “
Wrap your legs around me, Little Kitty, let me in,”
he ordered devouring every inch of her mouth.

She was intoxicating to him. Her skin smooth, she always seemed to smell of Lilacs and the jungle. Her hair was thick, full and beautiful enough to grab hands full hand hold onto.

Willow lifted her legs and Alton slid into her, while behind her Maxim started to lube her ass for him. Right now they both needed to be inside her, to hold and scent her.

“Hurry Maxim,” he said.

“I have to prepare her,” Maxim growled, but slowly worked his cock into Willow. Her little meows were music to his soul. He reached between them and lifted one of her heavy breasts and sucked her nipple into his mouth, watching her squirm when he started to bite down on it.

When he had seen the way Shald had went to her knees next her man, everything in him wanted that with his woman. But it would take time and patience, to earn that kind of trust from her.

Her claws dug into his shoulders and Alton smiled, releasing her from his bite at the same time Alton inched slowly out of her tight hole.

Maxim reached around, his fingers going down between them, finding her little nub, teasing it at the same time he rubbed his cock; he inched back in slowly, knowing it was driving Willow crazy.

“Faster, harder,” she growled and tried to move, but they didn’t allow it, holding on to her, teasing.

He grabbed hold of a handful of her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck to them. Alton ran his tongue over her lips, down her chin, nipping it before trailing down her neck, nipping as he went.

“Please,” she begged.

Alton met Maxim’s gaze and he nodded, thrusting back in as they both started to give her what she craved. Faster, harder Maxim and Alton moved in perfect sync watching their Little Kitty fly apart in their arms.

Her orgasm, her pussy squeezed his cock to a point he could hold back no more. He pushed her head to his neck. “Feed,” he ordered as Alton released his seed inside her, hoping to create a child, needing a child inside her belly.

Her glare had him holding back a smile, but slapping her bare ass. “That was not nice,” he grumbled while she fed.

Maxim cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples, which sent a shiver through her. “Soon these will fill with milk for our child,” he told her.

“No, they won’t,” Willow kissed the spot where she feed and squirmed to get down, but both of them were still inside her and they didn’t budge.

“What do you mean, ‘No they won’t,” he asked. “You don’t want our children?” The last part of his question a little bit snippy, but he was pissed.

Willow sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. “I really don’t want to get into this here and now, but if I must. I’m not ready for children right now. We’ve just joined, I want time with you two, and I want you bonding with Dylan before we bring any other child into this family. As for why, I can’t get pregnant easy. I had an IUD put in and made mom perform some of her magic so it would work while I shifted.” She glanced up at him. “Plus, there is the fact we have some real nasty shit coming our way and I, for one, do not want to be pregnant while the fighting is going on.” She placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Now please let me down?” She asked.

“You have an IUD and you didn’t inform us of this?” Maxim growled, and pulled out of her, giving her the means to escape his hold.

“When have we had the time to talk? You two have just plowed ahead with whatever you have wanted to do without even saying boo to me, so don’t even go there.” She moved out of the shower, grabbing a towel. “Plus it has been inside me for a while before you were even in the picture.” She hollered over her shoulder heading out of the room.

“Willow!” Alton growled and followed not caring if he was wet and naked. “We will discuss this,” he ordered.

“Get dressed. Dylan is coming,” she said, slipping on a pair of jeans and tank top. It seemed that Alton and Maxim didn’t like her attire, so another summer dress replaced her outfit.

“Damn it, I want my jeans!” she snapped, when Dylan came into the room, and stopped. She glared at them, before moving to Dylan. “Hi baby, let’s go see what Ida has cooking for dinner. Plus, I want to check on Marsha,” she told her son, picking him up and going out the door, ignoring them.

“Well the hell,” Maxim snarled. “What do you want to do? I can remove it, but we’d risk...” Maxim glanced at the door.

“No, leave it for now. Maybe this trip we are planning will help. She is right, we haven’t confided with her in our plans, especially me. I also have a feeling we will have to keep a real close eye on her. I got the impression she was just waiting to meet this other set of grandparents, and not in a good way. We don’t need her starting a war when they visit.”

“Agreed, well let’s go see what our woman is up to now, because I have a feeling we will have to keep a tight leash on our Kitty,” Maxim growled, but smiled, producing a nice long leash.

“You are going to draw her claws,” Alton laughed as they moved down the hallway, now dressed in a pair of jeans and a tank top, which was not normal for either of them. But it was the right clothing in this heat, and they knew that their woman liked to see them like this. They wanted to relax with their woman and could try for her.

“Well, shit,” his grandson said, staring at him as they entered the kitchen. “I never thought I’d see the day you’d wear jeans and a muscle shirt. All right Willow, what did you do with my Grandfather?” Lars asked.

She shrugged. “Who knows? They don’t talk, they just do,” she said, carrying a plate of ribs out the patio door where Ida was waiting for her.

Alton actually stopped moving forward when his woman turned those dark gray eyes on him. “Why does that woman has me quivering?” he grumbled.

Marsha laughed and patted his arm. “Not to worry, you are bonded now. Willow, so she won’t kill you, at least, but you might want to ease up just a mite.”

He nodded, but turned his attention on Marsha. “How are you? I don’t see any spots that I might have missed,” he said.

“No I’m fine and thank you for healing me,” Marsha jumped, when she heard the hiss come from their mate.

“Grandfather now is not the time to test Willow!” Gage said, and stepped in front of Maxim, staring at the leash.

“How is it possible your own grandson’s know my Willow better than her own men?” Ida snapped behind Gage. Power crackled around him and Maxim.

“You are quite right Ma’am, and we hope to rectify that starting tonight if she will allow it,” Alton glanced around Ida and frowned. Willow was not there. “Where is she?” he asked staring to panic.

“See, this is why she needs a damn leash,” Maxim growled, and moved to step around Ida, but didn’t get very far.

“You were told to watch yourselves. Both of you need to start thinking now.” Ida said and her granddaughter was shaking her head.

“No, grandma,” she hollered, right before his body shifted, but not into the wolf he enjoyed, but into a damn frog.

Ida lifted him and Maxim up and placed them in a 40 gallon fish tank with other frogs. To say he was furious was an understatement.

“Oh my, this is so going too well,” Tamara busted out laughing as another frog started to climb onto his back and started to hump him.

“
Willow
!” He bellowed, shaking the offensive creature off him, seeing that he wasn’t the only one having the same problem. Maxim was at the other end of the tank trying to get rid of another green thing off his back.

“What? What is wrong?” Willow came running into the room looking around. “Where are they?” she asked.

Laughter from everyone broke out, as Tamara pointed to the tank. “It seems your men are even drawing the attention of other frogs.” Tamara was laughing so hard tears were rolling down her face.

Dylan moved up to the tank, staring in giggling. “I can tell which one is Alton. That’s him over there in the corner,” Dylan glanced towards Maxim, and flinched. “That’s Maxim and he’s really, really mad.”

“Marsha, would you take Dylan and his puppy outside for me, while I deal with this, because it’s not going to pretty.” Willow pushed Dylan towards the door.

“But I want to watch the frogs. They’re playing tag again,” Dylan said and Alton would have laughed if it wasn’t happening to him as another frog tried to hop on his damn back again.

“Okay Grams, change them back?” Willow said, picking him up and then Maxim, placing them on the floor.

“I think they need more time in the tank,” she grumbled. “They hurt you.”

“Grams, there will be times we hurt each other, but we don’t mean to. It’s just going to take time, but we can’t have you or any others…” she glanced behind her at her mother and father, “turning my men into things.” Her lip curled up. “Even though it was funny to watch. You know, I think I’ll wait outside with Dylan when you change them,” she yelled and ran for the door as the witch waved her hand, changing them back.

Alton glared at the old woman, but bent down, placing a kiss on her cheek. “Thank you for protecting our heart,” he whispered and moved to follow Willow’s retreat.

Behind him he heard. “You are a sly one, I’ll give you that, but what my mate said goes for me also, thank you.” Maxim moved up to his side as Alton stepped out onto the porch watching Dylan play with his puppy, but he didn’t see Willow.

“Okay, now she gets a spanking,” Maxim snapped and pointed to the left where their woman was sitting next to Randle, patting the ten-foot gator and whispering to it.

He laughed. “She did pick a safe place to sit, didn’t she?” he asked, slowly moving towards her. Randle, as if sensing them, moved to the right, watching.

Alton stopped as Randle turned his full attention toward them. “Randle, these are my mates. Please don’t eat them. I know they smell like frogs, but they are not dinner.” Willow giggled and Maxim growled.

“Willow, that wasn’t funny. We’d like to sit next to you. Is it going to be a problem?” he asked.

“Move over, Randle, and watch your tail. I don’t need to go swimming tonight.” Willow pushed at the old thing.

“Maybe we’d be more comfortable over by the swing?” he asked.

She jumped up, laughing. “You are just a big baby, but really, you are going to have to get used to Randle, because he is part of my life, please.” She said, holding out her hand to him.

“You want me to pet that, him?” he asked his own voice squeaking.

***

She couldn’t believe it, Alton actually took her hand and allowed her to introduce him to Randle. Both, creature and man had stared at each other for a second before giving way to acceptance, but with Maxim it was a different story. Maybe the true animal in him did not like to bow down to any creature and they both ended up in the damn river wrestling.

“How did I not know this was going to happen?” Willow grumbled as Dylan and the others moved to their side, watching.