“How is Wyatt?” I asked, not responding to his comment.
Neither of us could miss the sound of a little boy squealing in delight. “Again!” the small voice said.
“Tyran is carrying him through the air as if he were a Prillon battle cruiser.”
Yes, the boy was just fine and I felt Lindsey relax within my hold.
“Do not concern yourself with our newest members of Base 3. Both are content. Rachel has arranged their guest quarters for tonight.”
“Is that a phone? Is Lindsey there?” Lindsey’s mom’s voice interrupted the governor and I couldn’t help but smile at that breach in protocol. When I heard the stoic man laugh, I was relieved to know he was enjoying himself as well.
“I’m here, Mom,” Lindsey said. She’d learned in her few days here how the comm units worked. Her mother and Wyatt adapting even more quickly as Doctor Sornen made sure to keep them comfortable during the inevitable headache. Now Wyatt loved to run around and chat with every warrior on base. Even more astonishing, the more Hive technology they displayed, the more he wanted to investigate and talk to them.
Never in a thousand years would I expect Hive contaminated warriors to show-off their implants. But the man with the most silver always won Wyatt’s undivided attention, as I was more than ready to give mine to the beautiful woman in my arms.
“Honey, you enjoy your time with Kiel. Wyatt and I are just fine. We’ll see you tomorrow. Or the day after.”
“Again!” Wyatt shouted in the background.
“Satisfied?” I whispered.
Lindsey looked up at me and nodded. “Tomorrow,” I said, then broke the connection.
“I know you will want to see Wyatt in the morning. We will move to a different space so there is a bedroom for Wyatt beside ours. As for your mother, I am sure she will be content with her own space nearby.”
I liked Lindsey’s mother, based on the brief time I’d known her, and she was brave and kind. It was obvious where my mate got her fair hair and beautiful eyes. While she was older than most warriors on The Colony, there were some here of comparable age and I imagined one would capture her heart soon enough.
“You see, they are well occupied.” I kissed the top of Lindsey’s head, her silky hair soft against my lips. “As for you, I have plans to keep you well occupied as well.”
She tilted her head back to look up at me, her blue eyes filled with love—and heat. “You do?”
“Mmm, my brave mate. It seems we have both traveled across the universe for each other.”
“I’d do it again, too.”
My heart softened at those words. Yes, I was a hardened warrior, a Hunter, yet I would bend and yield to only her. “As would I.” I gave her a fierce squeeze, then pushed her away. “Yet we will have no reason to do so. It was as if my arm had been ripped off.”
She nodded, licked her lips. “Yes.”
“I wish to claim you, Lindsey from Earth.”
A brilliant smile spread across her face. “Lindsey from The Colony,” she countered. The governor had approved her transfer and arrival and granted her immediate citizenship. As she was not an official bride, she did not need to abide by their customs. Wyatt I’d taken as my son and transported him away from Earth without permission. Thankfully, Maxim had not bothered to argue. Neither had anyone on Earth. Seemed a small boy could disappear and no one noticed. Which was fine by me. He was mine now. As was his mother.
“I do not know the custom behind your Earth bonding ceremony, but I want to claim you, make you mine. Permanently. Irrevocably. I can’t do it without your consent.”
“Yes,” she breathed.
I lifted her hand to my mouth, turned it so I kissed her palm. Her mark. I felt the heat of it against my lips. “Be mine.”
“And will you be mine?” she asked, a coy lilt to her words.
“Yes, body and soul. I just need to get you naked, get inside that hot, wet pussy and fill you with my seed.”
“Then I’ll be yours?” she asked.
“Then you’ll be claimed,” I clarified. “But only if I do all that while our marks touch.”
She took my hand, the mirror to hers and curled her fingers around mine so our palms touched. “Like this?”