Page 19 of Delivered to My Alpha Alien Lovers (Mail-Order Matings #20)
Amaris
“Good night,” I said as they walked down the outside stairway.
I lingered in the opening of the door until Farsel stopped and looked over his shoulder at me. “Female, go inside and lock the door, please. I won’t be able to rest if I don’t see it.”
“Oh, okay.”
I shut the door, slowly, fighting with myself over asking them not to go—to stay with me. Farsel’s face dropped when Tylan mentioned they needed to let me get some sleep. He was being affected by leaving me the most. When he was with me, his coloring got better, but it didn’t take an alien to see that his shine wasn’t as bright as Tylan’s and his tattoos weaved slowly. He was dying over me.
Not heavy at all.
I leaned against the shut door to my apartment and let out a sigh, wrapping my arms around myself. If only for a moment, I wanted to contain the heat still sizzling in my body. This was more than lust. More than the igniting of my cells.
I was in love with them. Both of them. The way our bodies melded together and moved as though we’d known each other for years was a bonus, a big bonus, but there was so much more than that.
We were connected, and every time I spent time with them, our roots tangled up more and more.
Only a few minutes later, there was an ache in my chest. Good thing I would see them the next day and I had the day off.
I eyed my keys hanging on the hook by the door and for a split second wondered what would happen if I took off and showed up at their front door.
Probably nothing.
Maybe everything.
Instead, I decided to stay the course and be strong. I crawled into bed and tossed and turned, knowing deep down that if they were with me, I would have no trouble sleeping at all.
My first thought when I saw them the next day for our amusement park date was, Oh, shit, Farsel looks awful . He put on a half smile and shrugged one shoulder. “I’m okay.” He leaned down and whispered once he was near me. “Don’t worry. It hurts my heart.”
“I can’t help it. This is because of me.”
“Aw, female.” He stroked my cheek. “It’s for you and if you decide to be ours, it will all be worth it. Even if you don’t, I will always cherish the time we had together. Let’s go have a good time.”
We started off on a roller coaster and, while I was usually scared of the upside-down rides with the swift corners, with my men on either side of me, it was actually okay.
Tylan must’ve sensed my trepidation on the slingshot. He leaned over and told me that he would never, that they would never let anything happen to me. I didn’t ask the hows or whys—we were surrounded by humans, but somehow I believed them.
Farsel held my hand through the day. He was quieter than usual. He worried me. More than that, he scared me. We paused for a break from all the walking, and I nudged him with my shoulder while Tylan got us a drink. “I’m worried.”
“About what?” He sat up straight, seeming more energetic.
“About you. It’s not even worry anymore. It’s fear. I’m scared of what’s going to happen to you. I’m scared of how much time we have left.”
“Hey.” He turned to face me. “This is part of the human experience of choosing a life mate. It’s different for us, and especially different for me, but I’m okay right now. You’re with me, and I get to spend time with you, and that’s keeping me okay for now.”
“For now,” I said, fighting the tears welling up in my eyes.
“Amaris, please don’t cry over me. This time I have with you, it’s everything to me. I don’t know if you do, but I believe in the Goddess and how she weaves love into everyone’s lives. Everything will work out. I promise you. I just want you to be happy, sweetheart.”
I gasped. “You’ve never called me anything other than Amaris.”
His eyes widened. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”
I covered his hand with mine. “No offense taken. I thought it was cute.”
“Cute, huh?” It was the most human thing he’d said to me thus far.
“Yes. Cute.”
He chuckled, and his color brightened a bit. “I’ll accept the compliment.” He sighed and stared into my eyes. “You really are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I’ve traveled through galaxies and met many different species but you…you are the most sparkling star.”
I’d never really been a girl who all out swooned, but my body swayed toward him and I got a bit lightheaded. They were pretty swoony. “I didn’t know aliens could be so romantic,” I heard myself say.
“What is it?” he asked. “Why are your cheeks so red?”
I snorted and shook my head, getting my senses back. “Because I’m falling for you, Farsel. You and Tylan.”
“A little touch of what I feel for you, then.”
“Everything okay here?” Tylan asked. He’d gone to get us lemonade but also had bought corn dogs. He already knew me.
“Everything is great,” Farsel answered. “I think our mate was getting a bit overheated.”
Tylan stared at his bondmate and then nodded. “I think that’s right.”
Their mate. Sure, they had said I was their mate, but he’d never referred to me that way before. Farsel was getting all kinds of bold, and I loved it.