Soul-Bonded to the Alien(39)

“It can only be like this between us, Paige. We were meant to be together.” His deep voice was several octaves lower as he tried to catch his breath.

“Cal.” She cried out as rapture lit her face

“I feel it too.” His eyes closed as his body shook.

The pleasure combined between them intensified, she could feel it as it moved in him before it crashed in waves over her. Her body fell apart as he came inside her and she milked him for every last drop as her body gave up its silken treasure to him.





Chapter Sixteen




Sunlight streamed through the room adding a glow to the world. Paige smiled as she stretched, the night before was incredible. A blush worked its way up her cheeks as she thought of the several times Cal reached for her showing her the carnal delights of being bonded.

“Hi,” she said, peeking up at him.

“Hi.”

He reached over and kissed her drawing her into his arms.

“How do you feel?”

“A little sore, but other than that, fine.”

“You could always soak in the tub, or,” his eyes twinkled, “we could soak.”

Reaching up she ran her hand through his hair. She was fast falling in love with it. The silk soft feel of it was something both he and his Matra shared. The feel of it seemed to sensitize her skin.

“Sounds good to me.” She reached in to touch his chest, but he jerked away from her to stand.

“Cal?” What could have caused him to have that reaction?

“Something’s happened to Vick.”

“What? How do you know?” How could something have happened to him?

She looked at the sun streaming through the window, it couldn’t be more than nine in the morning. Was he old enough for school? He should be there or home.

“Cal?”

“Victor and Selma are at the school, no one can find him.”

“How do you know?”

She jumped up from the bed. They would have to find him. She would help search or man the door downstairs in case he wandered home.

“Victor and I are connected, he’s telling me what’s going on.”

It didn’t take her much time to get ready, all she could see was Vick’s innocent little face before her. Would the Sudir have gone after Vick? Of course he would, but why now. Had he just come to this town, maybe just discovered Vick?

“Do you think the Sudir has him?” she asked Cal as they rushed out the front door.

She got into the SUV that was parked on the street.

“It’s a possibility. One we have to consider. If the Sudir was able to take him then he was unprotected. Vick knows better.”

The ride to the school was fast and silent, each of them lost in their own thoughts.

Paige prepared to slide out of the high SUV when she saw a male walking up the street towards them. He was stunningly beautiful, but the air of danger that surrounded him shrouded the beauty making her heart beat fast. She tried to clamp down in her suddenly clammy palms as the desire to run to Cal and hide behind him shivered down her spine.

“That’s Rylan. He has that effect on humans.”

Cal walked around the vehicle to take Paige by the waist lifting her out of the SUV.

“Rylan,” Cal called in greeting.

“Cal, I heard you were bonded.”

“Rylan, meet my bonded. Paige, meet Rylan. He is a friend.”

“I am a friend who used to be as close as a brother, but things change.”

“Only because you changed them,” Cal countered back.

“Vick, we should go inside,” Paige uttered feeling the tension between the two males.

Rylan turned to walk towards the entrance of the school. Paige looked at Cal who shook his head taking her hand. Together they walked into the school.

They were shown into the principal’s office where confusion reigned. There was a little girl with her hair in braids crying in the arms of her mother. Selma was standing, the air around her was filled with darkness as though she actually stood in it.

Victor was against the door stopping any one from entering or leaving without his permission.

“What happened?” Rylan addressed the question to the room at large.

Selma turned to the little girl piercing her with dark eyes. Paige found herself shivering as the easy going free spirited Selma she was used to was replaced with this darker version.

“Tell them what happened, Mckayla.”

The little girl wiped her eyes but nothing stopped the flow of tears. Her breath came in huge gasps as her mother renewed her efforts to slow the crying to a trickle.

“They all need to know, Baby,” her mother whispered into her ear. “No one is mad at you, but I need you to tell them what happened.”

She nodded her head and made another try to stem her crying. Slowly she calmed down enough to talk even as tears silently flowed from her dark brown eyes.