Jacie and the Alien Bodyguard (Intergalactic Brides 6) (12 page)

The moment they entered their home, Barimere slammed the door shut, swept Jacie into his arms.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“Bedroom.”

She arched a brow. “Are you even going to ask me if I
want
to go to the bedroom?”

He stumbled and came to a halt. “You don’t?”

She held his gaze for a moment before a smile tipped up the corners of her mouth. “I always want you, Barimere. But I think sometimes I should make you work for it. If I give in all the time, you’ll get bored.”

“Not likely.” He snorted. “Bored with you?”

“I’m sure I can think of some ways to keep things interesting. Maybe after the babies are born. I don’t think I’m up for much adventure right now.”

Barimere frowned. “Should we wait? I don’t want to harm the children or you.”

“We’re fine. Just don’t lose control. Vyrex said I could have sex, but he didn’t say anything about crazy, wild, monkey sex.”

“Monkey sex?”

She smiled. “It’s just an Earth saying. After these babies are born, and I’ve had some time to heal, then maybe we can explore a little more. How do you feel about sex toys? We could order some from Earth and experiment.”

His jaw dropped then snapped shut. “Those things they use in the sex movies?”

She snorted a laugh. “Yeah, those. A lot of human women use them on a regular basis, and not always with a male involved. Some women prefer a vibrator to a real man.”

Barimere was appalled and intrigued all at the same time. When he entered the bedroom, the furball of terror was in the middle of the bed. Sugarbutt cracked an eye open, glared at them, and then went back to sleep. Barimere grumbled under his breath as he eased Jacie down to her feet before reaching for the demented creature on the bed. The moment his fingers brushed the orange fur, the beast came alive, spitting and hissing.

The fourth time the cat slipped out of his hands, he wondered if the thing was slicked down with oil. How did it keep escaping his grasp? Jacie stood by the bedroom door laughing at him, which made his cheeks burn with embarrassment. If he couldn’t handle one little pet, how was he going to take care of four babies?

She finally took pity on him and cooed to the creature.

“Come here, Sugarbutt. Come to Momma.”

The cat paused, meowed, and then strutted over to her. Jacie picked up Sugarbutt and gave him a kiss on the head before shooing him out of the room. Barimere glared at the closed door before swinging his gaze her way.

“He hates me.”

Jacie smiled. “If he hated you, he’d have scratched and bit you. He was just having some fun.”

Barimere wasn’t convinced, and now that he’d wasted time with the furball, he wasn’t sure he was in the mood to make love to her anymore. Jacie seemed to sense his change in mood and she strolled over to him, walking her fingers up his chest. He gazed down at her intently as she freed the buttons on his shirt one at a time, parting the material. This was why he wore them… because watching her remove his clothes was sexy as hell.

Jacie trailed kisses across his chest, and then flicked his nipple with her tongue. His breath caught in his throat but he fisted his hands at his sides, refusing to grab her and toss her onto the bed, like he’d really like to do. She took her time exploring, removing his shirt completely and caressing the scars that crossed his chest and abdomen.

Her hands roamed his body, slipping down to the fastenings on his leather pants. She took her time unfastening them before shoving them down his thighs. Barimere’s cock was hard and aching, and it sprang free, right into her gentle grasp. Her hands felt like silk sliding up and down his shaft and he marveled at the difference in her pale skin and his lavender tones. He experienced a flash of heat as he watched her stroke his cock.

Her touch was light, but it made him ache for her all the more. He longed to see her body, loving every dip and curve, but she seemed intent on driving him mad with desire. She gave him a mischievous smirk, and then sank to her knees at his feet. His cock swelled even more and pre-cum dripped from the tip at the mere thought of those luscious lips wrapping around his shaft.

Her tongue flicked out and licked the length of him, swirling over the head of his cock and gathering his essence on the tip. He groaned as her mouth welcomed him, her tongue curling around him. She sucked hard as she pulled back and then greedily took him in her mouth again. The hot, silky feel of her tongue on his shaft was going to drive him crazy, and he wasn’t certain how long he could refrain from claiming her.

Jacie seemed intent on making him come in her mouth, but he hung on -- barely. He groaned and his hips bucked. Unable to take another moment of the sweet torture, he reached for her, dragging her to her feet. No way in hell he’d last long enough to strip her bare. He turned her and bent her over the side of the bed, shoving her dress up and tearing her wet panties from her body.

He clenched and unclenched his hands, trying to regain some control, not wanting to hurt her.

“Barimere, don’t stop,” Jacie begged.

He gripped her hips and lined his cock up with her slit before easing into her. It was torture, going slow, and yet he savored every moment. Sweat beaded his brow as he held himself back. Nothing would have felt better than slamming into her and taking her hard and fast, but he didn’t dare do anything that could harm the babies or her.

Barimere started a slow, easy rhythm. His hips slapped against her ass as he moved faster, but he kept his touch light. His heart thundered in his chest as her channel clamped down on his shaft. She felt incredible, all warm and wet. Her silken walls clasped him tightly as he thrust into her welcoming body.

Jacie pressed back against him and his cock jerked in response. He wanted her to come apart beneath him and slid a hand down between her legs, seeking the little bud that would drive her wild. He stroked her clit, her juices coating his fingers. Jacie moaned beneath him and murmured his name. A tremor raked her body as he plunged into her again.

Barimere felt her body tighten in his grasp, heard her choppy breaths, and then she let out a loud keening cry as her pussy squeezed him tightly. Barimere groaned and knew he couldn’t hold back any longer. He pinched her clit, making her come again as he sought his own release. He watched his cock slide in and out of her welcoming heat, her juices coating his shaft. As he sank into her one last time, his cock swelled as his balls drew up, and then he was coming inside her.

He leaned down and kissed her shoulder as he slipped from her body. Pulling her up, he whipped her dress over her head, needing to see her body. Jacie curled an arm around his waist and snuggled into his embrace. He didn’t know how long they had stood like that, but it was the most perfect moment of his life, and he hoped there would be many more.

“I love you, Barimere,” she whispered against his chest.

His heart thumped wildly and his throat thickened with emotion. “I love you too,” he admitted. And he really did. He was fairly certain he’d loved her from the moment her weird pet had thrown panties on his face and she’d given him that endearing smile. Jacie was everything to him, and he looked forward to their years together.

“I never want to have sex again!” Jacie screamed as she bared her teeth and tried to push out their fourth child. She was doing really well, but the pain must have addled her wits since she thought he
could
get her pregnant again. Three girls lay crying in bassinettes in the delivery room and Barimere could practically hear his mother outside the door, waiting to burst in and pick them all up.

Jacie’s grip tightened on his hand and he winced. For someone so tiny, she sure had one hell of a grip.

She let out a loud bellow as their son’s head appeared. Panting for breath, she glared at Barimere as if it were all his fault. For the first time since he’d heard the bad news, he was thankful he couldn’t have children. After watching Jacie suffer through four births, he never wanted her to go through this ever again.

“Men suck! If it weren’t for men, women wouldn’t have to go through this.” She panted some more, then bore down and their son’s shoulders came into view. Two more pushes and Lyndir let out a wail to tell everyone he’d arrived.

Barimere kissed Jacie’s sweaty brow and looked at his four children with pride. “You did great, Jacie. They’re all so beautiful.”

Three of the four babies had pale lavender skin and black hair, but Jenny was different. Her skin was still lavender, but so pale it was nearly white, just like her hair. She’d taken after her beautiful mother, even her eyes were a pale blue like Jacie’s. Her features were different from her siblings, but the moment Barimere gazed down at her sweet face, he’d fallen in love. He’d only been a father for a few minutes and already he had a favorite. Not that he’d ever tell his other children that.

Jacie sighed. “Can I sleep now? I could sleep.”

“Because of how many babies you had, I don’t recommend breastfeeding,” Vyrex said. “I’ll have some formula delivered to your home. Once you’re rested, you may go home, but only if you promise to get into bed and stay there for the next two days. Your body went through a lot delivering four babies.”

“I’ll see that she rests,” Barimere promised. “Can my parents see the babies now?”

Jacie wrinkled her nose. “Can I get cleaned up first?”

“I have to deliver the afterbirth before we do that,” Vyrex said. “Almost done, Jacie. You’ve done beautifully.”

By the time Jacie was finished and cleaned up, the babies were ready for their first feeding. Four bottles were produced and Barimere let his parents into the room. He picked up Ashley and handed her to Jacie to feed, and he picked up Jenny. His parents each grabbed a baby and soon the sounds of suckling babies filled the air.

“Barimere?” Jacie called softly.

He walked over and leaned down so she could talk to him without raising her voice. He could see the fatigue in her eyes.

“I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you and these babies… but don’t even think of asking for sex for at least two months.”

He nearly strangled on a laugh. “Since just a moment ago you swore you never wanted sex ever again, I think I can handle waiting a couple months.”

She smiled softly and he leaned down to brush his lips against hers.

Jenny snuggled closer to him and he watched his daughter lovingly. Nothing would ever surpass this moment. He had his mate and his children, and his life was pretty damn perfect. He had no doubt they would have their hands full in the upcoming years, but he looked forward to every scrape, every fight, and every kiss. He frowned at his daughter. As long as the kisses were between his daughters and him, and not his daughters and other males. A growl vibrated his throat as he thought of some cocky male trying to claim any of his girls as a mate. He knew the time would eventually come, but he’d be damned if he’d make it easy on the little bastards.

Barimere smiled. He’d thought his days as a warrior were over, but with three little girls in the house, he was discovering that they were just beginning.

Thank you for reading Jacie and the Alien Bodyguard! If you’d like to learn more about the Vaadens mentioned in this story, you can read their stories in
Intergalactic Affairs
: Vaaden Captives (Box Set) and Vaaden Warriors (Box Set), available from Changeling Press!

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