Precious Starlight (Quads of Galafrax Book 3) (13 page)

Daisy blacked out.

Chapter Twelve

Watching Daisy crumple made Loz’s heart jump into his throat. Cir managed to shove the High Councillors out of the way just in time to catch her.

“This is
preposterous
. We did no such thing. You have made her faint by these wild accusations…The Stormstrong brothers are under arrest for treason.
Guards!
They have escaped the prison, seize and return them,” But yelled.

“Do not move,” Gol warned in a low, deadly tone. He held up his hand and the guards stayed where they were, bowing to the higher authority in the room.

“We have evidence, from Daisy herself, they intended to force her into bonding with them by using a drug.”

“I need to get her to a med bay quickly. Her heart rate is far beyond what it should be, her body is in clear distress.” Cir’s nimble fingers were placed along her delicate throat. He glanced up before lifting her into his arms.

“Human females are fragile,” Hul agreed, concern etched into his face. “Hurry, take her to the Qui-palace med centre. Guards, make sure his way is clear.” The guards bowed and ran ahead of Cir as he bolted for the end door with Daisy secure in his arms.

As much as he wanted to hold his
sheraz
in his arms, to comfort himself that she would be all right, now Cir firmly held her to protect and take care of her health. Right now, his brothers and he had other issues to deal with.

“Daisy sent us a message before you took her and drugged her. No doubt Cir will find whatever drug you used to subdue her in her system.” Bex walked forward, confronting the High Councillor. “I passed the message on to others who came to our aid to make sure you wouldn’t get away with your crime against a helpless female.”

Loz was proud of the death glare Bex then directed at the High Councillors. “I agree with my brother, a challenge in the arena. You took what was ours and we will defend our right to her.”

“Yes, I’ll soon have your blood running through my hands, then everyone will know no one takes what is ours,” hissed Tos, moving to stand by Bex’s side.

“You can’t challenge us, we are High Councillor!” Pot stuttered, he and Lik taking a step back at the fierce rage radiating from Tos. Loz hid his grin, doubting Cir, Bex or he would have to lift a finger in the arena. Tos would take them all out before they could blink.

“The title of High Councillor, I now remove. Prove yourself honest and true in the arena and all will be restored,” Gol snapped, anger flaring in his golden gaze. “If you are in the wrong or right, then the challenge will sort it out.”

They gasped in shock at Gol’s words.

“Guards, escort the Bracket brothers to their chambers to allow them to prepare for the challenge. Once Miss Daisy is recovered enough to attend, we will have the challenge.”

Hul nodded and the guards were quick to surround the R’galas quads and escort them away, while the crowd behind them murmured with surprise at the shocking turn of events.

“Go, see to your female, and let us know her status. Once she is well enough, prepare for the challenge.” Gol stepped up to him, gripping him by the shoulder. Loz nodded his appreciation.

He glanced at Bex and Tos, who all held the same expression. They needed to see their woman and, trailing close behind, he marched through the now departing crowd. His focus was resolute: make sure their woman was all right and then, as Daisy would say, kick some Demos ass.

* * * *

“That’s it, my love, open your beautiful eyes for me.”

Daisy blinked against the light. Her whole body tingled and throbbed, especially her sex, slick and aching with a raw need she’d never before felt.

Daisy moaned and squirmed, trying to focus at the same time on the voice she knew so well.

“Cir? W... what’s wrong with me?” She whispered, relieved to have the use of her voice again.

His handsome features came into view, his large hand stroking over her face, notching her lust higher. Her skin tingled with heightened sensitivity.

“The drug they gave you was experimental. I wasn’t sure how to counteract it, so I tried the one counter agent I could think of. I gained the High Lords' permission as the counter drug is also illegal due to its, ah, powerful arousal effect on Demos males. I wasn’t sure if it would affect you also… but, I can’t help but sense you’re… um…”

She squirmed again, trying to relieve some of the pressure building between her legs, but it was no use. “Oh god, Cir. I’m so horny I could hump anything right now.”

He helped her to sit up, deep concern etched into his handsome face. “I’m sorry, Daisy. I didn’t mean to cause you distress.”

Her legs swung off the large gurney bed. “Apart from the, uh, other side effects, how are you feeling?”

Daisy did a mental inventory of her body, flexing and stretching. Surprisingly, she felt good. She eyed Cir and licked her lips. How she’d missed her men, and she would give Loz a piece of her mind when she saw him again.

“How long is this side effect going to last?”

“Your system is not the same as Demos's. I’m not—”

Daisy never let him finish, gripping his uniform top, yanking him to her and kissing him with all the pent-up passion of Cir’s illegal drug combined with being apart from her men for too damn long.

His arms wrapped around her, moaning as their tongues duelled for dominance. One of his hands slid up and cupped her breast, his thumb slicing across her hardened and aching nipple. A rich moan bubbled up from her throat as he continued to rub his digit over her hardened nub.

She pulled her mouth from his, gasping. “God, Cir, yes…touch me, grope me… Don’t be gentle. I need you,
now
.” She whined in needy desperation, but didn’t care if she sounded like a spoilt child making demands.

Thankfully, he made no protest but shifted enough to strip her of her top. She lifted her arms to assist before grabbing him, hissing at the feel of his hand now on her naked skin. Pleasure shot through her.

“Oh, my sweet Daisy, how I’ve longed for this.”

She wondered if her diamond-hard nipples would poke a hole in his hand as he squeezed her pliant yet firm flesh.

Daisy moaned in delight, tugging her back to his lips, needing to taste more of his hot, wet spice. Their tongues battled, lips seeking and searching, stoking the fires of blazing lust higher in both of them.

Cir pushed her back on the bed and could feel the hardness of his cock poking into her leg. She wrapped her legs around his waist, opening her core up to him. She writhed and ground wantonly against him while her tongue sought out places in his mouth that even an oral hygienist hadn’t yet discovered. God, maybe it was really possible to spontaneously combust…

Running her fingers over the back of his skull, feeling him shudder on top of her, she wiggled, and then growled at the layers of clothes still between them.

“Naked, need, now!”

Yup, she’d lost the ability to complete full sentences.

Cir pulled away, making her whimper at the loss of his heat. When he stripped off, revealing all that wonderful muscle and lickable toffee-red skin, she quickly wiggled out of the stupid skirt the High Councillors had dressed her in. Dimly, in the back of her mind, she made a mental note to burn the outfit later.

He gripped her hips, lifting and pulling her to him at the same time, his lips seeking her nipple, sucking the flesh into his mouth, running the flat of his tongue over it. More moisture flooded her sex and seeped out, no doubt making a right mess. Crazed by Cir’s ministrations on her breast, she couldn’t care less.

She reached down, seeking out and wrapping her hand around his hard, hot length, and he jerked and groaned as she squeezed then stroked.

“I will ease you, my sweet.” He laid her back on the med bed and trailed kisses over her stomach. “Oh, by the ice plains, you smell so good. I know you will taste even better.”

Daisy threw back her head as his thick fingers slid through her slit. “So wet and hot for me, my sweet.”

“Please, Cir, I need you.” She whimpered then jerked as he buried his face between her legs, swiping his tongue over her clit, lapping and sucking at her pussy like a cat devouring its cream.

One strong arm draped over her hip, keeping her pinned down. He slid a finger into her, pushing it in and out several times before adding a second.

Daisy’s breathing became short and choppy as her body quickly climbed to climax, needing to release the building pressure brought on by both the drug and her desire for Cir.

The peak hit and she screamed, but it wasn’t enough. She panted and shuddered, her fingers clawing at his head, trying to force him up.

“More… need, more!” she panted.

He lifted her, turning them both and setting his body down on the cot, her legs either side of his large body, giving her the control over their pleasure.

She stared down at the love and lust swirling in Cir’s gaze. He held on to her hips as she lifted her body, reached around and placed his cock at her entrance.

Both moaned in unison as she slowly sank down onto his hardness. God, she loved how her men always filled her till she could think of nothing but them, in her, surrounding her. Never would she get enough of them.

She lifted up and dropped her body, up, down, up, down, the friction making them both pant. Her body wound up again to another needed peak. He kept his hands in place to help her settle into a hard, fast rhythm.

“Oh, yes, god!” Sweat broke out over her skin as another orgasm rolled over her. He shifted and, in one smooth move, her back hit the med bed and she blinked up at the wall of muscle, over her. He thrust wildly into her, making her peak for a third time. Uncontrollably, she sobbed his name, her head thrashing from side to side as he prolonged her ecstasy. His body began to shake, his cock thickening and pulsing deep inside her as his hot seed branded her inner walls.

He collapsed forward, both their breathing ragged, and held her tight, placing soft sweet kisses over the side of her face and murmuring how special she was and how much they’d missed her.

She sighed contentedly, the driving lust eased, at least for now.

“Should have known he’d be molesting her rather than making sure of her health.”

Bex’s dry humour-filled words made both their heads turn.

Excited as she was to see him, Tos and Loz, who closed the door behind them, she sadly lacked strength to jump up into their arms.

Cir pulled off her and she saw the guilt flash in his gaze as he glanced down at her.

“Don’t you dare,” she warned, knowing it was on his lips to apologise.

His lips turned up into a grin. “No wonder I love you so much.” He pulled her up into his arms before setting her on the bench and pulling away, bending over to retrieve scattered clothing.

“Are you all right, precious starlight?” Loz’s gaze raked hungrily down her flushed nude body, as he drew closer.

Her eyes narrowed on him, a mixture of anger and relief warring within. She gave way to both, lashing out her anguish for all she’d been through, slapping Loz across the face. “Don’t ever send me away again!”

He blinked in shock, teetering off balance and rocking back on his feet. She grabbed his top and yanked him forward. She meshed her lips onto his, kissing him with all her fierce pent-up longing, as she’d done with Cir.

He moaned against her lips, his arms around her, crushing her body against his. “Forgive me, my
sheraz
, please. I will never send you away again, I swear on my life, never.”

“We almost lost you, moonbeam, and we’ll never make the same mistake again,” Tos swore, his hand sliding down her back. She broke from Loz to find herself pulled out of Loz’s arms and into Tos’s.

She sagged against Tos, feeling her limbs weak, drained of strength from all the drugs and sex. At the same time, her body again warmed and she whimpered against Tos’s mouth.

“You know it is my turn.”

Bex’s amused comment broke through her sex-fuzzed brain. “I was the genius who actually got us all out of this sticky situation.”

“We’re not out of it yet,” Cir commented, as Tos tore his mouth from her.

“This isn’t fair,” Daisy groaned.

“What’s not fair?” Tos moved to let Bex in and he pulled her into his arms, holding her close.

She sighed against the warmth and expanse of his chest. “I finally get my men back. I want you more than anything, but I’m so tired.”

“I had to give her
Grippa
to counteract what the councillors had injected her with.” Cir tugged up his pants.

“
Grippa
…damn the ice plains, if that makes one of us overly horny, what’s it doing to her?” Bex stroked a hand down her back.

Peeking up from under her lashes, she swore Cir blushed. “I saw to her needs.”

“You’re still burning, aren’t you, moonbeam?” Bex kissed the top of her head.

She nodded weakly, but she’d put up with anything as long as she was surrounded by her men. “We’ll take care of you. We’ll never leave you again. Blanket, Cir, I’m not making love to our
sheraz
in the med bay, even if you weren’t able to resist.”