Page 39 of Her Alien Delegate (Necia Alien Warriors)

I chuckled with a sob of emotion because technically he was sharing me with Pheyal and Broma, but apparently, they didn't count in that statement.

That was so like Vaquel. I missed being with him on the ship when he snuck out to meet me at the observatory.

He kept his word about not telling Broma or Pheyal about our little meet ups; not once was I ambushed by one of them in place of Vaquel.

He really did anything for me, even keeping me to himself.

Pheyal spoke next, "Do not reject us, little mate."

"Reject you?" I shook my head in denial.

"If this was rejection, then we'd have smelled like rot a while ago," Vaquel objected.

"He's right," Broma agreed. "This is my fault. Evie, please reject me alone. Pheyal and Vaquel are worthy of your bond."

My lip trembled. "What are you talking about?"

"I have not proved myself worthy," Broma said, shifting on the bed with difficulty.

"Tell her," Vaquel pressed.

"I've saved an egg for you. It will help you carry offspring so your womb will not reject a hybrid species. It needn't be with me that you use this, but it is yours to do with as you wish."

"It is why he's endured so long, keeping it safe," Pheyal stated. "Eggs do not last long outside of the ormete, and he's agreed with the terms of the necia king to leave once he knows you're where you wish to be. With or without us."

I asked Riley, "Is that true? Do I have to leave?"

Broma looked the worst of the bunch, and he lifted up a swollen ormete hiding under his braid of adornments. I reached out to him and gathered the pale tentacle in my hands gently. It glowed and peeled apart like a fruit to reveal a worm that I assumed was the "egg"?

It wiggled in my hand, and I should have been disgusted. I disliked worms, and never once touched something so slimy on Earth.

"Thank you," I said and then bent over to kiss him. Color returned to his lips when I did. His skin was still grey, but at least it didn't appear so ashen.

Riley added quietly, "I'm not sure how to help them, but I won't let anyone force you to leave—or them... if that's what you want. We could try giving them necia blood—it speeds up recovery from most injuries."

"This isn't an injury," Broma explained.

I understood now what has been happening to them. "This is because of me," I stated.

"No," he denied.

"I was angry with you, but I never wanted this and then with Violet... I didn't think..." my eyes welled up as I stroked my fingers through his ormete. My tears dripped onto his face, and I watched as color returned to his eyes. Could he see me?

Vaquel called out, "She's bonded!"

"Don't tease me, Vaquel." Broma turned away from me with distress.

"Her ormete are moving!" Vaquel continued.

Pheyal turned over with a grunt, and his eyes widened. "He is not teasing you."

Riley spoke up this time, "Evie, your hair is glowing!"

I watched as my hair reached out to tangle up with Broma's ormete.

"How is this possible?" I asked with wonder and scooped Broma's face into my hands to kiss him harder.

The egg squirmed to wrap around my wrist, and I didn't even care that it was a strange alien worm attaching to me. It was from my mate, and the more I accepted that I had never given up our bond, the more Broma's skin seemed to respond to mine.

"Don't ever try to give me away to anyone else again," I chided, and then kissed him once more.

"If all you took was me as a mate, that would be enough," he groaned out. "All I need is you."

"Hey!" Vaquel grumbled. "I could say the same about you! It's my scent on her skin." And he was right. I had been using his kengak to help ease the symptoms of my need for all of them.

I smiled and let him know that this wasn't a rejection of any of them. "I want you too, Vaquel, and Pheyal. And you," I said directly to Broma as I stroked his face.

"Just give us some time around you and we'll be well enough to repair the bond," Pheyal said from his bed, trying to lift himself up, but still so weak.

"How do I keep you?" I whispered to Broma. He was unable to move much. How do I fix this?

The deep voice of King Direl spoke from the cave's entrance, "Allowing them to taste your blood is a good start to keeping your bond strong."

"Isn't that just for necia?" Riley asked her mate.

"The unGor don't need it, but it is a quick way for their bodies to know that she has kept her bond strong even if she wasn't physically present with them.

Plus, they display mating marks similar to ours after bonding.

It should pep them up to finish what they must. Come with me, Pulsunne; I have some bonding planned for us as well. "

Riley looked between me and my mates, and then she made a little "oh" sound before scurrying off with her mate.

I lowered my neck to Broma, and his fangs gently sunk in. Just a surface level cut to taste my blood on his tongue with a moan.

"It's true," he said with wonder and pride. "You never left us."

"If you did not break the bond, then how have you dealt with the pull of the mating heat?" Pheyal asked.

The blush on my cheeks seemed to translate to the glow in my hair and I felt like a glowbug. I guess they were going to find out anyway, I thought, and they wouldn't judge me for it.

I cleared my throat, "I've been using the harness with a bit of modifications, and Vaquel's kengak."

"I wasn't giving you just mine," Vaquel confessed. "The last one had all of ours."

"That makes sense," I said, having my own confession to make. "I tried both the jars I still had, and the last one you gave me helped my urges the most."

"She wants us all," Pheyal said with a strained huff as he forced himself to sit up and throw his legs off the side to try to come to me.

Broma kissed my neck. "Go to them before they hurt themselves to get to you. I'll figure out what kind of modifications you've made to the mating harness shortly."

I smiled and shivered with anticipation. "I'll hold you to it." I kissed his forehead, and my hair detangled from his ormete.

"Pheyal," I called out as I rushed to him next.

"Don't push yourself." His fangs were already out, and my hair reached out to guide him to my neck.

The bite was gentle, and all I felt was warmth when he finally licked it.

I took a moment to gaze at his face and brush against the scar that blinded him in one eye.

Smiling, I kissed his nose. "Thank you for not rejecting our bond. "

They all could have accepted that I'd rejected them, and they would have been fine right now.

They held out, knowing I'd return to them, but they had to endure the pain of the bond not being finished.

And here I had thought only I was suffering from being apart from them.

I was agitated because my body was on fire to be filled, and here they were literally wasting away.

It meant more to me than I could ever express.

They stayed for me. They chose me, even if it was easier to leave or choose someone else.

"I've waited a long time for you, little mate," Pheyal said and gave me a squeeze before motioning me to the last bed with Vaquel turned away, so he wasn't even watching us. He always felt he was going to be ignored, last to everything, and less than Broma or Pheyal.

I leaned over his face and let my hair tangle up with his ormete before kissing his cheek. "I put your seed on our mark and lick it to go to sleep at night," I whispered in his ear.

"Nephing Goddess, you know exactly what gets me hard for you," he grumbled, but I knew he was smiling. He rolled over to grab me to sink his fangs into me. Not quite as soft as my other mates as he nipped and licked, marking me twice as many times. "Mine," he licked up to my ear and moaned.

I loved what every one of my mates gave to me, but I had a soft spot for the aggressiveness of Vaquel.

He spun me around, and held me by the shoulders, kissing the markings on my neck as he said, "Stay still as our Commissioner inspects your harness.

I want to see what's been keeping you from coming to me sooner. "

I shivered, and he unclasped my robes to expose me to Broma, who was walking slowly towards us. He was already looking healthier. His dark grey skin sparkled like stars.

Rubbing my thighs together made the harness insert twist, and I moaned, wanting them to see what I've been hiding between my legs.

Broma kneeled before me, unbuckling the straps with a deliberate ease that was torturous to wait for.

First, he released the first suctioned attachment, and immediately the air on my clit made me tingle and beg for a touch, but he denied me as he eased the plug from my ass, and the strap dangled, hanging only from the last attachment.

"Nothing unusual about those," Pheyal remarked.

With two fingers, Broma slipped them on either side of the insert, rubbing between my lips, and I moaned as he tugged, but it didn't pop out.

"Evie," Broma said my name, and I squirmed. "A normal harness would have slipped out with a simple pull."

"What are you hiding in your mating seam?" Vaquel nipped at my ear, and I leaned into his hold.

"Why don't you find out?" I nipped back and caught his lip, bringing him into a deep kiss. Moaning into his mouth, I felt Broma pull the replica of an unGor cock from my aching core.

"It isn't to size," Pheyal admonished, and I laughed.

"Prove it," I challenged him. Pheyal liked a contest, even if it was one that was easily won. He was the largest of the three of them.

Pheyal growled and Broma licked my juices from the temporary unGor cock that had held me together in their absence.

"For one, little mate, this toy doesn't have any ormete," Pheyal said, and I watched as his already hard cock got wrapped up with ormete tentacles, expanding its size. The tips wiggled at the base as they wrapped to the top and back again.