The Nanny's Unplanned Marriage (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (10 page)

The man bumped into someone, and the tiny jolt made her suddenly aware of the plug in her ass. Memories rolled through her mind like an avalanche—Jerrod, Kaydin, the preparations for the mubella claiming ceremony, the lotion, the butt plug, and the orgasm that had left her feeling boneless. The memories also brought with them the identity of the man who carried her.

She tried to kick her legs furiously, the movement sluggish and uncoordinated. Nevertheless, Craig struggled to hold on to her. “Let me go!” she demanded in a weak whisper. “Help.” She managed to grab onto someone in the crowd. “Help,” she pleaded again in a voice barely above a whisper. “Help me, please.”

“She’s ill,” she heard Craig say as he tried to push his way past, but his path was blocked by a solid wall of Desconian citizens.

“The lady asked for help,” a woman’s voice said loudly. “She asked for help, and until we know who you are and where you’re taking her, you don’t get to take another step.”

“This is ridiculous,” Craig said in obvious irritation. “My wife is sick. I need to get her home to her own doctors.”

“Not sick,” Serena managed to say tiredly. “Kidnapped.”

Craig turned in a circle, apparently surrounded by people willing to protect a complete stranger simply because she asked. Serena almost cried in relief when she saw two men wearing the uniform of the palace guard step into the circle. She didn’t think it was Jerrod, but all of his staff knew who she was. She closed her eyes, giving in to the exhaustion stealing through her, safe in the knowledge that Craig wouldn’t be taking her anywhere.

* * * *

“Hicks and Tyler found her.”

Kaydin barely dared breathe a sigh of relief.

“Where?” Jerrod barked into his communicator, and then grabbed Kaydin’s hand and started running. He explained on the way. “A crowd of Desconians stopped them just outside the shopping plaza, not far from the spaceport. Serena is unconscious again, but she managed to wake up long enough to call for help.”

Kaydin nodded, unable to say anything with his heart in his throat. The fear had been short-lived—barely a few minutes at the most—but the effects were far deeper. Never in his entire life had he experienced anything like the terror of the past few moments.

“She’s okay,” Jerrod said as he relayed the conversation he could hear through his communicator. “The doctor says she’d been drugged. He’s given her something to reverse the effects but she’s still…” His words trailed away as they rounded the corner and came across the crowd surrounding Serena. Jerrod easily weaved them through the gathered people and within moments was lifting their still-sleeping mubella into his arms.

“No,” she whispered as he started to walk them back toward home.

“It’s okay, mubella. You’re safe now.”

“Jerrod,” she said in a relieved voice. She snuggled deeper into his embrace for a moment before her eyes popped open and her gaze landed on Kaydin. “Kaydin.” She smiled sleepily and closed her eyes once more. “I love you two so much.”

“We love you, mubella. Claiming ceremony or not, you’re our wife, and we will always love you,” Kaydin said, trying to hide how close he was to collapsing with relief. But Jerrod saw right through him. He lifted Serena higher, using his bulging muscles to hold her with one arm as he reached for Kaydin with the other.

“I agree,” he said softly. “Now let’s get our mubella home.”

“Apparently, Craig Hoolahan wasn’t quite as sincere in his ‘rescue’ attempt as he tried to convince us,” Jerrod said as he came in the front door, stripped off his clothes, and then headed to the sofa where Serena lay curled in Kaydin’s embrace.

She raised an eyebrow and waited for Jerrod’s explanation. Over the past few days she’d tried to convince herself that maybe Craig had truly believed he was doing the right thing. It would have been the first time in his life, and she’d tried—unsuccessfully it seemed—to convince herself that he was capable of being a decent person once in a while. But Craig had always been a selfish man, and it had only taken an introduction to Jerrod and Kaydin to show her exactly how much.

“Apparently, your Aunt…Irene?” Jerrod said with a question in his voice. She nodded at his correct pronunciation. “Your Aunt Irene apparently won something called ‘the lotto’ a few weeks ago and is now a very wealthy woman.”

“That’s nice for her,” Serena said, almost giggling at the relief to be far away from what was sure to be a three-ring circus. Her father’s sister was a difficult woman to deal with even on a good day. Elderly, single, and childless, she was almost guaranteed to use the money to manipulate the people around her. If Serena had still been with Craig he would have found some way for them to be at the front of that line waiting for the woman to write her will and name her beneficiaries. But the idea of pretending to like somebody just to get their money seemed quite horrible to Serena. Personally, she hoped her aunt took the money and went on a very long holiday instead of trying to play greedy people off against each other. But in the end it was the woman’s choice. Everyone had to find their own path to happiness.

Thankfully, in this situation, Craig had no influence over the way Serena would deal with her aunt. Neither of her men were interested in status symbols or the trappings of wealth. The only symbols they held dear were the ones painted on her body.

“So you’re not anxious to run home and congratulate your aunt on her good fortune?”

“Not really, no.” She didn’t want to sound like a bitch, but it was absolutely the last thing she wanted to do. She wanted to be right here, pressed between her men.

“Excellent,” Jerrod said, leaning over to kiss her before he turned back to the front door. He opened it, nodded at someone she couldn’t see, and then stood back as several friends stepped into their home. Serena tried to sit up to greet their guests, but Kaydin held her down and pressed soft kisses to her lips.

“Cindy taught us an old expression from Earth—third time’s a charm,” he said with a wide grin. “But this time we’re not leaving anything to chance, so our witnesses are coming to us. Ewin has offered to read the ancient blessing of love, prosperity, and fertility for us, and he and his husband, Dayved, and Eric, Cindy, and Loukie will stay to witness our joining. No big buildup, no fanfare, and way less chance of something going wrong.”

“Are you sure?” Serena asked worriedly. Kaydin especially had seemed eager to follow the traditional ceremony, and she didn’t want him to be disappointed.

“I’m positive,” Kaydin answered with another kiss on her ear. “The most important part is being with you and Jerrod, officially joining our lives together, and getting started on the family the three of us want.”

She grinned, lifted up to press a kiss to Kaydin’s mouth, and then maneuvered so that Kaydin sat on one side and there was room for Jerrod on the other. He immediately took the seat beside her and pulled them both into his arms. The three of them kissed each other for quite a long time before coming up for air.

“About that family thing,” Serena whispered, wanting her men to be the first to know. “Is it all right that we got going on that a little early?”

“Early? What do you mean?” Jerrod asked, looking adorably confused.

“She means,” Kaydin said, turning her around to face him. He searched her expression for a moment, perhaps finding what he hoped for. “That we’re pregnant?”

“Yes.”

“But how do you know? I mean how can you be sure? Don’t you need to see a doctor or…or someone?” Jerrod looked completely freaked out. It wasn’t exactly the reaction she’d been expecting. “Maybe we should delay the mubella claiming for another day.”

“You don’t want to marry me?” Ice was filling her veins, even as everything inside her denied that was what Jerrod meant.

“Hell, no,” Jerrod said, pulling her into his arms even more tightly. The whole room had turned to him, obviously sensing his strange mood. Jerrod dragged in a ragged breath, let it out slowly, and tried again. “Hell, I mean, yes. Yes, I want to marry you. It’s just…maybe we should wait until after the baby is born. I’m not sure that claiming you right now would be good for the baby.”

“At this point in time the baby is about the size of my fingernail. Sex won’t hurt a healthy pregnancy.” She nodded toward Loukie and her partners who all grinned in agreement. “But if it will make you feel better, we can take things slowly. Please say you’ll marry me today.”

“Of course,” Jerrod said as she slid into his embrace. “As far as Kaydin and I are concerned you’ve been our mubella from the moment we met. This just makes it official.”

“Well then,” Kaydin said as he lifted her to her feet and guided them to stand in front of Ewin. “What on Descon are we waiting for?”

“Nothing,” Serena said as she held hands with both of her men. “I have everything I need right here.”

THE END

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