Gracie's Touch Zion Warriors 1 (33 page)

Kordon sucked and pulled on the swollen nub of Gracie’s core, loving her cries for more. He let his teeth scrap against her before burying two of his thick fingers deeply into her hot channel. He pumped in and out in tune with her hips. He felt her trembling increase as her climax built to such a level that when it burst from her she screamed. He continued to drink from her until she melted against him.

“Please…” Gracie sobbed out.

Kordon rose up pressing a kiss that tasted like both of them against Gracie’s lips. He pulled away from her long enough to wash. Commanding the mist to shut off, he swept Gracie into his arms ignoring the towels. He was too far gone to stop.

Gracie moaned when she felt the soft sheets under her. Her legs parted automatically as Kordon lowered her down to the mattress. He rose up over her long enough to grip his throbbing cock and pressing it against her still pulsing core. With one swift push, Kordon buried himself as far as he could go inside Gracie. He felt the first band on his cock swell immediately locking them together. Gracie came up off the mattress with a cry as she felt the ridges along the tip of his cock move along her still pulsing channel.

“Oh, Oh, Oh!” Gracie cried out as another orgasm caught her by surprise.

“Oh, Gracie.” Kordon groaned out loudly as he felt her milking his cock begging for him to come.

Kordon gritted his teeth tightly together and began moving slowly as the bands swelled and rubbed inside her. He picked up speed as Gracie began moving with him frantically. The muscles in his neck stood out as the first band release in an explosion of hot, pulsing waves. Kordon’s arms trembled from the force as his body refused to stop. He continued pumping deeply into Gracie even as waves of pleasure/pain built inside him as the next band swelled. His loud cry filled their living quarters as it expanded then pulsed out in jets of hot come.

Gracie raised her legs up to wind them around Kordon’s waist. The movement forced his cock deeper into her and she shuddered as the bands on his cock adjust to the new position holding them together tightly. She let the waves of pleasure and love
flow through her like hot lava erupting from a long dominant volcano. Wave after wave of pleasure built then released as Kordon muttered words of love and need to her. He promised she would never have to be afraid again. He swore he would never let anyone take her away from him. He vowed he would always love her. Gracie wrapped her arms around Kordon’s shuddering body as he held her tightly against him whispering her own promises of love. It was
a
long time later before the bands relaxed enough so he could pull out of her but he didn’t. He never wanted to be separated from her again. That was his last thought before exhaustion finally overcame him.

Ten days later, they were back on Zion. Gracie found out Kordon grabbed her and spirited her away while Krac and Rorrak worked together to defeat the assassin. She didn’t hear much about the fight but she didn’t really care. It was over. Proctor was dead as were the men he hired. Gracie received a formal invitation from Earth to visit, as well as, an apology for the problems caused by Proctor. Gracie declined the first and thanked them for the second. She was quite happy to remain a distant relation. Krac disappeared shortly after the assassin was killed but he did send Gracie a message if she ever got tired of Kordon to look him up. Kordon prompt swore he was going to kill the bastard. It took several hours of love making to convince Kordon that wasn’t necessary.

Now, Gracie smiled at Helin and Josef as they came forward to give her a hug. Gracie ignored the twenty plus warrior
s
prowling the outside of their home. She would let Kordon have his way for a few months before she gently weaned him of being over-protective of her. Cora and Bazteen were also present much to her husband’s dismay. They completed the ‘claiming’ ceremony aboard the
Conqueror
. Kordon refused to wait any longer. Quan and Mohan met up with them the day before so Mohan could be Gracie’s ‘maid-of-honor’.

“I can’t believe he could not wait one more day before claiming you.” Cora said as she wrapped her arm around Gracie’s waist.

Gracie giggled as Cora threw an irritated glance at her oldest son. “You need to take better care of her.” She growled out at him.

“I will,
Madue
.” Kordon promised as he followed them into his and Gracie’s home.

“Good. I expected to be there when your daughter is born. I have always wanted a girl to spoil.” Cora said brightly.

Kordon and his father simply shook their heads. “We are already in trouble. She is pestering your brothers now to bring her more daughters.”
Bazteen muttered under his breath. “Your brothers are blaming you for that.”

Kordon looked over at the glowing face of his mate and smiled tenderly. She and his mother were talking about what the baby was going to need. He watched them for several minutes before responding to his father’s comment.

“They can blame me all they want. They are just jealous. Have you ever seen a more beautiful warrior in your life?” Kordon asked his father.

Bazteen was looking at the glowing face of his mate as she tenderly pushed back a strand of hair from Gracie’s face. “No, I don’t think I ever have.” He said smiling as Cora looked up at him with glowing eyes.

“No!” The little voice said stubbornly.

“Violet Coraleen Jeke!” The deep voice growled menacingly. “You come out of there right now.

“NO!” Violet said
as her lower lip began to tremble
.

“Don’t cry. Please don’t cry.” Kordon begged as his gut twisted.

A loud sob filled the air as two year old Violet Coraleen Jeke burst into tears at her father’s stern tone.
Her
short strawberry blonde curls bounced as she wailed as if her little heart was broken.

“Kordon!” Two female voices called out
at the same time.

“Come on, Violet. You are going to get daddy in trouble with both mommy and
Madue
. Kordon begged his sobbing daughter. “You can wear your pants. I promise.”

The dark green eyes of his mate stared up at him in a younger version but it was still enough to catch his breath. “No dress? I don’t like dresses!” Violet asked suspiciously.

“No dresses, I promise.” Kordon promised in resignation.

Violet looked at her dad for a moment more before crawling out from under the table. She lifted her arms up for Kordon to pick her up. The minute his strong arms came around her, Violet wrapped her tiny arms as far as she could around his neck and gave him a big kiss on the lips.

“I love you, daddy.” Violet whispered looking up at him as if he was her hero.

Kordon felt the familiar lump in his throat every time he held his tiny daughter
. She
was so much like his petite wife he had to hold back a groan.
She had him wrapped around her tiny fingers as well.

“Let’s get you dress
ed
so we can go get your baby brother.” Kordon said carrying his v
ery naked two year old daughter toward
the stairs.

Cora and Gracie were standing at the bottom of the steps. Cora had her arm around a very pregnant Gracie helping her make the last one when Gracie suddenly stopped and grimaced.
Gracie looked down in resignation before looking at Cora
than
turning to
look at
Kordon.

“Kordon, can you give Violet to your mom. I need help getting back upstairs.” Gracie said as she felt the warm liquid flowing down her leg.

“But, I thought you said the baby was coming? We have to get you to the…” Kordon’s eyes widened as he saw the liquid pooling under Gracie.

“The baby is coming.” Gracie panted. “Right now.”

Kordon swayed for a moment before he thrust Violet into his mother’s arms and swept Gracie up into his. He took the steps two at a time, shouldering open the door to their room. He quickly laid Gracie down on the covers ignoring her when she cried out for something to protect the mattress. Reaching up under the dress she was wearing he ripped her panties off just as she groaned out loud. For once, he was glad she listened to him when he suggested she wear a dress to the hospital since it was easier to get on and off.

“He’s coming.” Gracie moaned again as she clenched her teeth together to keep from screaming.

“Breathe, Gracie.” Cora said softly as she brushed Gracie’s hair back. “Bazteen has Violet. She is showing him what she wants to wear.”

Kordon’s hands shook as he saw the head of his son emerge as Gracie cried out loudly. Supporting the tiny head in the palm of his hand, he waited for the next contraction. When Gracie pushed down hard again, Kordon caught his tiny son in his hands. Helin quickly began cleaning his tiny nose and mouth. After a moment, a loud cry filled the air.

“Take him to her. I’ll finish up here.” Helin said gently pushing the now
swaddled
infant and his father towards the head of the bed.

Kordon stared in stunned disbelief at the tiny body in his hands. Everything happened so fast he just reacted. He looked up at Gracie who was staring at him with tears in her eyes. He could hear Helin in the background softly telling Gracie to push again to clear the afterbirth and his mother getting clean linen out and the items needed to clean Gracie up. But, all he had eyes for was his mate.

“You have given me so much.” Kordon whispered softly.

Gracie held her arms out as Kordon leaned down and place their son against her breast. Gracie bared a nipple and rubbed it gently against his tiny mouth until he latched onto it. Leaning back exhausted, she reached out a hand to touch Kordon’s cheek, brushing her thumb across it gently. Kordon could feel the cooler air against the damp skin. He reached up and touched his cheek. It was slightly damp from his tears.

“You are the one who has given me everything I’ve ever wanted.” Gracie said.

Kordon reached up and pressed Gracie’s hand tightly against his skin. “You reached out and touched me
,
Gracie. The first time I heard your voice calling out to anyone who could hear you. It was Gracie’s Touch that gave me the love and hope I needed.” Kordon whispered brokenly. “I love you, Gracie Jones-Jeke.”

Gracie smiled as she brought Kordon’s hand to her breast where their tiny son nursed. “This is Gracie saying thank you
,
Murphy
, for being in my life
.”

The End

Susan Smith has always been a romantic and a dreamer. An avid writer, she has spent years writing, although it has usually been technical papers for college. Now, she spends her evenings and weekends writing and her nights dreaming up new stories. An affirmed ‘geek’, she spends her days working on computers and other peripherals. She enjoys camping and traveling when she is not out on a date with her favorite romantic guy. Fans can reach her at
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.
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