Chapter Forty-Seven
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NAZAB CAUGHT UP TO his female just as she reached the door to what would now become their shared bedroom.
She laughed in pure joy when he picked her up and whirled her around.
Then she wrapped both legs around him and kissed him until they were both breathless.
“Now I don’t have to worry about my prosthesis falling off,” she said with a grin.
Striding into the room, Naz shut and locked the door, then muted the bedroom so they would have privacy. “You were already beautiful, but I’m glad you’re finally truly happy now,” he said.
“I still can’t believe Qi fixed me,” Monica said. “It’s going to take a long time to get used to it.” Squeezing his muscular waist with her legs, she locked her ankles together. “Maybe it won’t take all that long after all,” she mused in delight.
“My brothers told me we just need to reach for each other’s minds and our bond should snap into place,” Naz said as he crossed to the bed.
“The girls told me the same thing,” she said. They’d both spent some time with the knights and cambions alone last night. The females had told her what to expect, as well as one change she wasn’t sure her knight was aware of yet.
“Let’s wait until the right moment,” Nazab requested. He wanted to join minds with her when they were at the peak of their pleasure.
“Just say the word and I’ll be ready,” Mon said breathlessly.
He put her down and they began stripping each other naked.
His body was sheer perfection and she ran her hands over his sculpted muscles.
She’d always been a bit shy about taking her clothes off in front of men, which was one of the reasons why she hadn’t slept around.
Now, all of her fears and inhibitions were gone.
She knew he’d already desired her, but her confidence had been given a huge boost.
Nazab’s large hands were gentle as he removed her blue hospital gown.
She was wearing underwear beneath it, but they were quickly tossed aside.
Monica tried to shove his jeans down, but his shaft was in the way.
“Let me get that for you,” she said and slid her hand into his boxer shorts.
Her warrior sucked in a breath when she wrapped her hand around him.
“You’re way bigger than anyone I’ve ever seen before,” she said as she freed him from his jeans.
“You make me harder than I’ve ever been before,” Naz said wryly. He couldn’t wait to sink into her depths.
Kissing and touching each other, they lay down on the bed. He kissed his way down to her groin and worked his female into a frenzy with his mouth. Monica cried out in pleasure when she climaxed and he felt her reaching for his mind. “Not just yet, my sweet,” he said in a husky tone.
“Hurry,” Mon urged him, desperate to become bonded by now. She knew their pleasure would be far greater once they were joined.
Nazab eased into her and her legs hooked around his thighs, opening her wider for him.
He’d never thought she would become whole, but it wouldn’t have mattered to him if her new sisters hadn’t been able to repair her leg.
The fact that she felt complete was all that mattered.
She pulled his head down for a scorching kiss that he felt all the way to his toes.
“Make me yours, my perfect knight,” she murmured into his ear.
“I accept your marriage proposal, my sweet,” he replied.
“I’d love nothing more than to become wedded to you,” he added, then he picked up his pace.
His thrusts became faster, but he held back for fear of hurting her.
“I’m close,” he said hoarsely, almost embarrassed at how quickly he was ready to come.
“Now!” Monica exclaimed as she swiftly reached her climax again.
Their minds touched when they reached for each other, then their bond became joined. He could feel every sensation his female experienced and she felt him in return. “Faster,” she demanded. “Go harder. I won’t break.”
Nazab still didn’t trust himself not to hurt her.
He was too wild with passion. Flipping them over so she was on top, he held onto her hips and urged her to move.
His female rode him with abandon. Her strawberry blonde hair escaped from her neat braid as sweat beaded her face.
Their eyes met and they shared the same thought, that their love would be eternal.
Monica arched her back as she orgasmed and Nazab thrust upwards until he climaxed with her. He caught her when she collapsed and rolled them over so they lay on their sides facing each other. “Jacquin told me to expect something to change after a few hours,” he said. “I wonder what it will be?”
“Who knows?” Mon said, clamping down on her thoughts so he didn’t skim them from her mind. She distracted him by running her fingernails through his short beard.
Several hours later, the new couple finally emerged from their bedroom.
Monica was still in bare feet, since she didn’t have matching shoes yet.
They were both wearing clothes they’d chosen from the large stock on hand.
Nazab had already moved his gear into their room.
Everyone was still in the great room. They rose to their feet just before the newbies entered.
“Happy bonding day!” everyone shouted, then Grace bounded over to hand Monica a giftbag.
“Thanks, kiddo,” Mon said after glancing inside. The sheer lingerie was the right size. “I’ll put this to good use,” she said with a wink.
Jaq tossed something to Naz, who snagged it out of the air. “Something tells me you’ve already discovered what’s changed, brother,” he said slyly.
Nazab glowered at him, then tossed the roll of toilet paper back at him. “I worked it out just before we left our bedroom,” he said sourly. “We’ve already got plenty of toilet paper.”
“Surprise!” the mischievous knight shouted, then cackled madly. “It’s always hilarious when our brothers have to take their first pizz or shiz.”
Nazab had become hungry and thirsty after an hour and had briefly teleported to the kitchen to grab drinks and snacks.
He hadn’t been amused when he’d had to pee two hours later, but his new mate had laughed until she’d almost cried.
He was willing to suffer the indignity if it meant they would be together forever.
“When can you start cutting our hair, girl?” Tori asked as they headed to the dining room to begin eating their banquet.
“As soon as you like,” Monica replied. “I just need to find some gear first.”
“I’ve got you covered,” Sinai said and gestured at the spot where Mon had been sitting earlier. Two more gift bags were sitting on the table.
“I get a real gift instead of just toilet paper?” Nazab asked. He opened the bag to see some fancy looking chocolates with liqueur inside them. “Nice,” he said. “I hope they taste as good as they smell.”
“Just don’t eat them all at once, brother,” Amaros said with a sly look at some of the other knights. “You’ll pay for it later if you do.”
“Duly noted,” Naz said, putting the bag on a side table.
Monica opened her bag and pulled out a professional set of hairdressing scissors and other equipment. “These are perfect,” she said in delight.
“We can use the communal bathroom as a salon until we build one near the lake,” Zoe said. Her hair was a lot longer now and she was looking forward to getting it trimmed. “Do you think we should cut Arakiel’s hair yet?” she asked.
Monica examined the baby in their matriarch’s arms. He was sleeping peacefully at the moment. His hair was thick and dark like his father’s. “It could use a trim,” she said. “Sin will need to duplicate a few more things for me and I’ll cut everyone’s hair during the next couple of days.”
That made the females happy. She didn’t want to rush through it this time. Cutting their hair would give her a chance to bond with her sisters on a personal level. She couldn’t wait to get started.
Gazing down at her perfect son, Zoe planned to keep a lock of his hair as a keepsake. He was so young and innocent right now, but he would grow up all too soon. She only hoped he would be spared from the war that was coming and the turmoil it would bring to her entire family.