Page 24 of Delivered to My Alpha Alien Lovers (Mail-Order Matings #20)

Amaris

Several things happened at once as my eyes fluttered open. One, I smelled waffles. Two, I felt my mates close. One closer to the other but both of them in short distance from me.

Farsel, who I knew now by his smell and somehow his simple yet profound presence, was next to me.

I looked over to see him sleeping. His eyelids made no movement. His face was relaxed and peaceful for the first time since I’d met him. His skin was bright purple now, sparkling and glittery as though he were the galaxy, not belonging to it.

I placed my palm on his cheek, needing to touch him more than our bodies already were. Our legs were tangled. My bare chest plastered against his. Somehow it wasn’t enough.

“Mmm, good morning, mate.”

His eyes opened, and I gasped. They were sky blue where Tylan’s were almost silver, but I’d never seen Farsel when his mating sickness wasn’t already in play.

“Good morning. You are beautiful. No more sickness,” I said.

He chuckled and pulled me closer. “Mating bliss is what I’m feeling now, my love. But what about you?”

Me? “Bliss is a great word.” I moved my body a bit and the soreness, the delicious soreness of a night well spent with my mates, set in.

“Oh, mate. You’re sore.”

“How did you know?” I asked. I hadn’t thought I showed anything on my face.

“I can feel it through our bond now. It helps me be a better mate for you.” He placed his open palm between my breasts, right over my heart. “How about a hot shower and some breakfast? We can give you some of that human medicine if you need it. Once we get to our planet, healing pain will be as simple as letting a healing laser run over your body.”

“Will we ever come back here?” I asked, thinking of Jenny, Rex, the twins. Burgers.

“We’ll do our best, but it’s not a guarantee. Intergalactic travel usually has to have a purpose beyond visiting.”

I nodded. “I think that shower sounds good.”

He smiled wide and before I knew it, I was over his shoulder and being carried to the bathroom where he turned on the water. Tylan came in. “This is what I miss when I go to make our mate breakfast?”

We shared kisses and held each other. Once the water warmed, they made all the aches go away, promising to do more once I wasn’t sore anymore.

There was no rush. I had them forever now.

“I can’t believe you went out and got a waffle iron,” I said, laughing once we were dressed.

“We ordered the one you liked best online. You loved the waffles that day.”

On our first date. And they’d remembered.

Tylan’s waffles were better than the diner’s. Once we were sated in all ways, we sat in the living room, cuddled up with one another. My purple and blue aliens surrounded me with their warmth.

“When will we go to your planet?” I asked.

“Eager, are you?” Tylan nuzzled my neck.

“Very. I’m ready to begin our life together.”

“It already has, mate.” Farsel scooted closer.