incredibly beautiful."
"You're only saying that because you picked the dress," she said in
a teasing tone, trying to lighten her mood. She smiled as her mind flicked back
to earlier. After Savren and Drake had tickled her into oblivion, they had
taken her into the bathroom and showered her. Both men had lavished her with
attention, washing her from head to toe, including her hair. When they’d gotten
out, they'd dried her with a little too much enthusiasm and had her panting by
the time they'd finished. She was then whisked into a large walk-in closet,
filled with women's clothes. Savren had explained how they had been certain the
problem of no females would be resolved soon and they'd wanted to be ready, so
had prepared accordingly.
Focusing back on the present, Becky watched one of her
best friends bind herself to her two men in the most beautiful, magical
ceremony she had ever witnessed. Becky had melted into Savren's embrace some time ago and was now running her hands up and down his forearms
that were still wrapped around her waist. He lowered his head to nibble at her
neck and nip at her ear. She shuddered as desire coursed through her body.
"Soon,
sweetheart, very soon."
A flash of light brought her attention back to the
trio getting married. Mesmerized, she stared as ribbons of light wrapped around
and between their left hands, which were pressed together above a large bowl of
honey.
She turned slightly so Savren could hear her low
whisper. "What's happening?"
He bent down putting his mouth close enough to her ear
that his breath warmed her skin.
"It's the Goddess binding them together. It
doesn't always happen , as only if the Goddess approves
of the match does she give her seal. Wait until the ribbons finish, and then
focus on each of their palms. You'll see what I mean."
Becky watched in awe as the ribbons continued their
dance. When they finished and dissipated into the air, she heard Dimitri
proudly say, "The Goddess approves of our bond, sweetness. Look at your
palm."
Eilagh turned her hand toward her face, and her jaw
dropped open on a gasp. "It's beautiful."
Becky was about to ask what it was when Max began
talking, answering her question.
"It's the mating mark. Only if the Goddess approves
of a bond does she honor the trio with it."
Becky was still processing the whole mating mark thing when she heard Eilagh
say, in a very cheeky voice, "So, what happens next?"
Everyone at the ceremony roared with laughter as
Dimitri quickly slung her over his shoulder and ran back to the castle—with Max
right on his heels.
Binda's voice rang out from beside her. "Don't
think there's any question about what those three are going to spend the night
doing!"
Becky turned to her friend with a smile. As soon as
their gazes locked, she burst forward out of Savren's arms and straight into Binda's. They hugged tightly for a minute, before they
broke apart and turned to the other two women. Skye was standing next to Carina,
and their men stood behind them, guarding them. All four walked toward each
other and embraced. They hadn't had a chance to see each other for what felt
like forever. When they pulled away from each other, Becky noticed, they all
had tears in their eyes and smiles on their faces. Not being able to handle the
silence, Becky spoke up. "Been a crazy week, huh?"
They all started laughing, and after a few minutes,
the men herded them all toward the castle, telling them they all needed to eat
some dinner.
****
Drake sat silently next to Becky and out of the corner
of his eye watched her eat. She was so beautiful, her long thick dark hair that
felt so good running through his hands, her soft sweet creamy coffee colored
skin that just begged for his touch and kiss. Her dark brown eyes sparkled with
laughter as she and Skye shared a story. He filled his mouth with more food,
trying to occupy his hands so he wouldn't reach for her. He'd scared her with
his dominance earlier, really scared her, not at all