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LACEY THORN
Farrah silently slipped back through the trees thinking to hide until the threesome
was through and only then approach them. Instead she backed into a very hard,
very large, very warm body. A hand was quickly clamped over her mouth and her
hands were held captive against her body. She could not bring flames without her
hands and she could not control her sudden fear enough to heat her skin. She
knew that it was possible if only she could concentrate and control the fear, which
was something she was hopeful to learn from the other Guardian. What could
Farrah do now? She could do nothing as they moved with her deeper into the trees
until finally coming to a stop only when they were so far away that they could
neither see nor hear the threesome at play.
Alexi held the squirming beauty close to his chest while Marcus stepped out in
front of her. Bannen would be upset that he had missed this. Alexi and Marcus had
come to congratulate the Savari warriors on the birth of their twins. The babes had
been delivered hale and hearty just six weeks earlier. Instead the brothers had
stumbled upon this beauty. The woman had a rope of reddish gold hair that hung
past her hips and her eyes were almost the exact same fiery green as Erika’s. In
fact except for the hair color the two women could have been twins. The face was
the same shape, the skin the same shade and texture. Marcus didn’t know what to
make of it. He did know that the girl was not yet claimed. He could clearly see her
unmarked flesh above the band of her skirt. More promising still was that she wore
the red top of the very caste of his mother. He did not recognize her though as one
of the women from their village. She was not from here which meant that she had
traveled to get to them. There were five small villages that lay at different points
within the interior of the island and many small camps hidden in the trees along the
shores. Marcus knew not from which one she came from and at the moment didn’t
really care. He had other things on his mind as he studied her from head to toe
taking in every tiny detail including the small red mole that lay on her neck the only
blemish he could see on her otherwise creamy skin.
He and Alexi glanced at one another and then quickly looked around searching for
whoever must have traveled with her but they could see no one. It was unheard of
for a woman to travel un-chaperoned especially one who was as yet unclaimed as
her braid and unmarked flesh proclaimed.
“Who are you?” He asked her. “Where are your travel companions?”
“I traveled with no one. I am by myself.” Farrah mumbled trying to speak around
the hand that still covered her mouth.
“If my brother removes his hand do you promise not to yell?” Marcus could clearly
see the fear in her eyes. “We wouldn’t want to see anyone get hurt.” He nodded
his head back the way they had come indicating the glen where he knew she had to
have seen the Savari warriors loving their woman Erika. This girl didn’t know that
he and his brothers were friends with the Savari warriors and that was more than
okay with him. She seemed to want to protect the bonded Savari mates for some
reason and that intrigued Marcus.
Farrah nodded her head in acceptance and Alexi slowly removed his hand. The
Donan brothers all stood at six foot seven and this girl must stand at least five foot
seven or eight judging by where her head rested in the middle of Alexi’s chest.
Marcus looked into her eyes. “I will ask you again. Who are you?”
“I am Farrah.” When she refused to add more Marcus continued.
“Where do you come from?”
“I am of the fire caste.” Marcus already knew that by the color of her top but once
again she refused to add more. Marcus knew that she could not tell that he and his
brother Alexi were also of the fire caste. Warriors did not wear caste colors as their
women did. Marcus began bombarding her with questions faster than she could
focus and answer them.
“Who are your people? Where do you travel from? Why are you here? Who do
you seek? Why do you travel alone?”
Trying to catch her unguarded, Alexi quickly asked, “How old are you?”
“I will pass my twenty-first summer in a few days.”
Marcus passed his hand over the unmarked flesh of her lower abdomen. “You are
not claimed and yet you travel without protection.”
Her eyes widened as she realized what she had given away, but Marcus gave her
no chance to speak. Moving quickly he pulled the cylindrical weapon from his belt
and knelt before her. Alexi realized what his brother was preparing to do and
quickly grasped her hands in his and crossed them over her chest. Marcus held
the weapon against her lower right abdomen just above her skirt and used it to
place the head of the wolf on her marking her as the bonded mate of the Donan
brothers from now on. They had played by the rules once before with Tamya the
sister of the Savari warriors and in the end had lost her. This time they would claim
first and worry about consequences later. Besides if the girl was truly traveling
alone then there would be no one to protest this action. Once she was marked and
bedded there would be nothing that could be done anyway.
“From this moment forward you will belong to us. You now bear the mark of the
Donan clan,” Marcus informed her. “From this moment on Farrah you are the
bonded mate of the Donan warriors and none will dare to interfere with our claim.”
Farrah looked from the mark on her abdomen to the fierce warrior in front of her
and wondered how everything had gone so wrong. She had done everything just
as her aunt had told her. The warrior before her was huge with bulging muscles.
Unlike other warriors his blond hair was cut short just barely brushing his neck in
back and shaggy over his ears on the side. He had gorgeous blue eyes that were
filled with lust as he looked over her body. She could already feel the stiff erection
of the warrior holding her against him. It was like a club pulsing on her back.
And now when she was so close to her goal she was taken. Now she belonged to
these men. No one would do anything to help her now since these warriors had
marked her here where no one else was present to challenge their right. It would
be their word against hers and she could tell by the sensual passion she saw in the
one before her and her own traitorous body’s response to it that she wouldn’t stand
a chance against them.
All she could hope for was that she could still get to the other Guardian while they
were so close to one another. Without any further concern for interrupting the
pleasure of the three people in the glen, Farrah opened her mouth and screamed at
the top of her lungs.
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