The Nanny's Unplanned Marriage (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (6 page)

Completely spent, she eased forward, sprawling on his chest, Kaydin pressed to her back, barely holding his weight off her with shaking arms. Jerrod pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and then lifted up to take his man’s mouth in a kiss he hoped conveyed how happy he felt at that moment.

But then, unbelievably his happiness doubled, tripled, took wings and flew higher as the woman between them whispered the words he’d so desperately wanted to hear.

“Yes, I’ll marry you both.”

The doorbell chimed and almost before Serena could get the door opened wide enough Cindy Richards came bouncing into the apartment. Loukie followed her more calmly.

“I just heard,” Cindy said with a wide grin. “Why wasn’t I the first to know?”

“I think you were,” Serena said with a laugh. She, Jerrod, and Kaydin had spent the whole night getting to know each other. Until the door chimed, Kaydin and Serena had been happily sleeping in each other’s arms. Jerrod had woken them both briefly before going to work, but since it was the Desconian equivalent of the weekend for the schoolchildren, Kaydin and Serena had the chance to sleep in.

“As soon as Jerrod turned up for his shift I knew something was different. I would have been here sooner if Eric hadn’t decided to distract us. Apparently being a princess still means I’m not allowed to wake people too early, no matter how exciting the news.”

Loukie and Serena both grinned at Cindy’s mock complaint. Their friendship had felt very strange at first. Cindy was an ex–intergalactic ambassador and now married to both a prince and a princess. Technically speaking she was royalty. Why she’d even decided to be friends with Serena was still a cause for wonder. They were so very different, but despite their differences somehow the friendship worked. Cindy had a way of making Serena forget she was a flat-broke human speaking to a Desconian princess.

“So details please,” Cindy said as she helped Loukie lower her heavily pregnant body onto a chair and Kaydin joined them in the kitchen. “When? How? Be specific.”

“Last night,” Serena said, wondering how much was appropriate to share. She knew Desconians were quite relaxed with their sexuality, but she wasn’t sure how much of that culture Cindy had embraced. Fortunately, Kaydin answered for her.

“Last night, after mind-blowing sex and some of the most amazing orgasms I’ve ever witnessed, Jerrod demanded it.” He laughed at Serena’s nod of agreement and pulled her into his arms.

“Ah yes,” Cindy said with a wide grin at her wife, “the same tactics that Eric and Loukie used. Wipe out all my objections with incredible sex.” She winked at Serena. “Although I do believe they actually asked.” She stepped over to the coffee machine—one of the few things imported from Earth—as if making coffee for Cindy in her own kitchen was the most natural thing on the planet. Considering the amount of time Jerrod, Kaydin, and Serena had spent with Cindy and her partners it probably was.

“Well, you know Jerrod almost as well as we do,” Kaydin said. “He’s a man who knows what he wants.”

“Very true,” she said with a thoughtful look. “Have you organized the mubella claiming ceremony yet?”

“Not yet,” Serena said with a small smile. It was barely breakfast time.

“Of course not,” Cindy said, rolling her eyes as if she’d just realized the time of day. “Maybe I can help you with that. I mean, if you want.”

“Would you like to be my bridesmaid?” Serena asked as genuine affection for the woman wound through her. Cindy had been a wonderfully supportive friend from the moment they’d met. It showed very plainly how poor Serena’s relationship had been with the woman she’d called her best friend when she’d lived on Earth.

“I’d like that,” Cindy said with a soft laugh. Serena had heard the story of the ambassador’s accidental marriage—where the word
bridesmaid
had been misinterpreted by the translators to mean mubellabina, wife—so asking Cindy to take a supportive role in her marriage to Jerrod and Kaydin seemed strangely fitting.

“Excellent,” Loukie said with a devilish grin. “While she’s helping you, she can stop hovering over me.”

“Never going to happen, my love,” Cindy said with genuine emotion in her voice. “Although, once the baby arrives I might hover over him—”

“Her,” Loukie interrupted in what was their typical teasing argument. They both kept changing their minds, just saying the opposite of whatever pronoun the other used, so it was very clear that they didn’t mind whether their baby was a boy or a girl.

“Her, him, twins, triplets, stripy little aliens with purple polka dots…Whatever you have, I will hover over you and the baby, so get used to it.”

Loukie gave Cindy such a loving look that it felt almost too personal for an outsider to witness.

“What’s Lila up to today?” Kaydin asked. Cindy’s younger sister had apparently been a surprise addition to the family, but it was obvious that she was loved and accepted by Cindy’s partners. The girl still had a few issues from her sad childhood on Earth with a mother who’d not cared for her, but she was growing into a wonderful young woman.

“Lila’s catching up on her homework,” Cindy said with a nod. “Thanks for letting me know she was goofing off in class. It’s hard to believe that someone so intelligent could have been treated so poorly by the school system on Earth.”

“She’s learning quickly,” Kaydin said with his usual dedication to the job. “It takes a lot to undo the damage done by such negativity. For kids especially it’s always easier to believe the bad stuff they’ve been told than to strive to be better.” He smiled as Cindy handed Loukie a juice, refusing to hand over even a sip of her coffee. “But she’s well on her way to reaching her potential.”

That was the best thing about life on Descon. Every child was precious. Every child, no matter who their parents were, how much money they had, or how different they were, was given the chance to reach their fullest potential.

Serena remembered her own struggle to learn in an overcrowded, underfunded school system and was very glad to know her own children wouldn’t suffer the same issues. Her own children…

She looked at her friend’s rounded belly and then at the man who could already be the father of her child. She touched her own stomach, happiness unfurling inside her like a flower greeting the sun. Yesterday, she was just a houseguest in Kaydin and Jerrod’s home. Today she was their fiancée and hopefully the soon-to-be mother of their children.

* * * *

Kaydin could barely comprehend the excitement pounding through him when he saw Serena’s hand slide over her lower belly. The look of longing she wore as she gazed at Loukie’s enormous baby bump nearly brought him to his knees.

Cindy proved that she hadn’t lost the skills she’d developed as an ambassador because she seemed to notice the changed atmosphere in the room, helped her mubella to stand, and then wished them farewell.

Almost before he could blink, Loukie had waddled out the door with a bemused look on her face. Cindy winked and then followed her wife outside.

Kaydin pulled his mubella into his arms. It might not yet be official, but there was no doubt in his mind that she was his and Jerrod’s wife. He lowered his hand to rest over the soft swell of her belly, imagining what it would be like to feel their child grow under her heart.

“We probably should have talked about that last night,” Serena said quietly. “I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t even consider contraception or safe sex.”

“Mubella,” Kaydin said, enjoying the sound of it on his tongue, “Jerrod and I have wanted you as our wife from the moment we met. I’m glad we’ve had time to get to know each other, but I don’t want to wait to start our family. I doubt Jerrod wants to either.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, fervently hoping he wasn’t scaring her. “I would be thrilled if you were pregnant from our joining last night.” He hesitated, trying to give her an opportunity to slow things down, but desperately hoping she wouldn’t take it. “I mean…as long as you don’t mind trying for a baby this early in our relationship.”

“I don’t mind,” she said with that strange mix of shyness and confidence that he so loved about her.

They were both startled by the sound of the front door, even more so when Jerrod strode into the room.

“Is everything okay?” he asked, concern very clear in his voice.

“Of course,” Kaydin answered without letting Serena leave his arms.

“So why would Cindy relieve me of duty and send me home? She said my family needs me.”

“We do,” Kaydin said as he held his hand out for Jerrod to take. “We’ll always need you, especially now that our mubella has expressed her wish to have our baby as soon as possible.”

“You have?” Jerrod said with such wonder in his voice that Kaydin couldn’t help but love the man more. If ever there was a man more suited to being a father, Kaydin had yet to meet him. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind that Jerrod would love, protect, and provide for his family to the very best of his ability.

Serena nodded. “If that’s okay with you.”

“Okay with me?” Jerrod asked in such a bewildered voice that for a moment Kaydin worried the man’s translator was malfunctioning. “Okay with me?” He pulled Serena and Kaydin into his embrace. “Little one, I am honored that you want to have our babies.”

She grinned impishly, leaned up to press a kiss to his jaw, and asked, “So why are we still standing in the kitchen?”

* * * *

Jerrod could barely believe his good fortune. He’d loved Kaydin for years, and between them they had chosen to apply for a human mubella, but never in his wildest dreams had he thought she’d not only love them as they loved her, but that she would magnify their feelings for each other tenfold, a hundredfold, hell, maybe infinitely.

Every emotion he’d felt until today paled in comparison to the red-hot, amazing, all-encompassing love he felt for both of the people in his arms right now. He grinned at Serena’s teasing question about why they were still in the kitchen, bent forward, and then lifted her onto the countertop.

He didn’t give her a moment to protest, just fused his lips with hers and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She moaned under his gentle assault, wrapping her arms around him as he burrowed his hands into her hair.

“No more clothes,” he mumbled against her lips before lifting her slightly so that Kaydin could drag her pants off. As soon as the bossy words left his lips, he knew he was pushing too fast. She was human. They didn’t walk around their homes naked. But he wanted her to. He wanted for him and Kaydin to get back to the lifestyle they’d led before they’d taken to covering their nudity at home in deference to their guest. But she was theirs now, their mubella, their wife, and hopefully very soon the mother of their children, and he wanted a true Desconian mating.

“No more clothes,” he said again as he untangled her arms from around his neck so that Kaydin could remove her shirt.

She giggled, glanced at her nakedness, and smiled. “No more clothes,” she said like a magician would say “ta-da.”

“No,” he said, realizing that she’d misunderstood him. “No more clothes, ever.”

“Ever?” she squeaked in embarrassment.

“He means,” Kaydin said, wrapping his arms around Jerrod’s waist, “no more clothes in the apartment—for any of us.”

“Oh,” she said, looking relieved, “that’s going to take some getting used to, but I’ll try.”

He nodded, silently promising to remind her as often as possible. Although there was a certain appeal in getting the opportunity to tear her clothes off. She grinned at his expression, almost as if she could see exactly what was going on in his mind.

“Race you to the bedroom?” she asked with a wink.

“Nope,” he said, hauling her over his shoulder, “sofa.”

“But,” she started to splutter, but Kaydin must have cut off her words with a kiss because she started to squirm instead, the sweet scent of her arousal filling the room.

“No buts, beautiful,” Kaydin said as Jerrod placed her on the sofa and arranged her the way he wanted. He stepped back to drag his own clothes off. “From now on, no clothes inside the apartment and sex wherever and whenever the three of us—or even just two of us—decide it’s what we want.”

Jerrod hadn’t expected Kaydin to back up his bossy orders. If anything he relied on Kaydin to be his voice of reason when he went all dominant and possessive. But thankfully, in this subject at least, it seemed the three of them were in agreement. Serena was nodding her head and writhing with need. “Okay, no clothes, sex anywhere and everywhere inside our home. Got it.” Jerrod smiled at her willingness. She might have been living and working on Descon for the past three months, yet for the most part she’d still been living as a human. But just as he thought the matter was settled she tensed up and asked one more question. “What about when we have visitors?”

“Depends on the visitors,” he said, willing to find a compromise on some things. Watching was quite a big part of Desconian sexuality, but he wouldn’t push things until she was ready. Although, they would have to discuss the mubella claiming ceremony…later. Much later.

He dropped to his knees, wedged his hips between her splayed legs, and pressed a kiss to her lips. “But always naked when it’s just the three of us.”