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bit.” Rhoda grinned, “You have an alien with ADD?”
    “No, his attention is definitely focussed. Scarily focussed.” She remembered the slight graze of teeth on her and the ache that the care he used had caused.
    Elian grinned, “I birthed two excellent boys, now let’s get you dressed and off to your party.” She put herself into the elder’s hands and thought about it. “If Drehl and Kebril are princes, does that make you the queen?”
    “Yes. I don’t use titles with family though. As soon as Kebril gives the signal, my Berehl and I are going on a long vacation.” Elian fussed with the line of the dress and helped Meena get her shoes on.
    “What signal?”
    “That he wants to take over command of our people. The moment he does, they will begin to create a village around this palace, and you will be surrounded by your new kind.” Elian grinned.
    “Um. Speaking of that, how do you feel about two alien daughters-in-law?”
    Rhoda was all ears at that.
    Elian looked Meena up and down. “As long as you make my boys happy and keep them under control, I am delighted. We don’t hold with pure bloodlines. There have never been enough direct descendants to keep them going. New blood is good.”
    Her casual acceptance made both Terrans sigh in relief.
    The queen smirked, “Besides, once you wed my boys, you became Genarans. Rhoda, you know what I mean.”
    Rhoda nodded. “I know. I now have Drehl’s ability to move items without touching them. Foreplay gets kinda freaky sometimes.” Meena snorted. “Well, I am stuck on the manipulation of matter.”
    Elian paused. “What? Already?”
    “Yeah, last night, I used touch to remove his clothing. Today, I used it to fix my hair.” The older woman looked like she would swoon in delight. “I am going to tell Berehl. He will be so happy.”
    They walked toward the inner gardens, and Elian kept babbling happily about how fortunate she was in her new daughters.
    Meena looked at Rhoda. “I am glad she is happy, but I don’t know why.”
    Rhoda nodded. “Few new bloods in the Genaran community have the same strengths as their mates. To have two imports match their mates is exceptionally rare.”
    “So, we aren’t human anymore?”
    “I really doubt it.”
    Kebril stood up, and the gleam in his eyes warmed her.
    Meena said, “Why am I not upset by that?” Rhoda was walking toward Drehl and in his arms before she could answer.
    Chuckling, Meena walked to stand next to her husband, snaking an arm around his waist while he put his around her shoulders.
    Drehl was asking Rhoda about doing more portraits for the Guardians and Rhoda was asking how she was going to fit them in with her regular schedule.
    Meena looked up at Kebril. “Do you think we are going to be having those discussions in a month?”
    He shook his head. “No. I have already put a fencing school together in the capital where you can teach what you have learned to those who have an interest in absorbing new knowledge.”
    “Genarans and Nyal?”
    He laughed, “Anyone who comes to the door. It will all be on you, but we will have to continue practicing until I am convinced that you can teach a novice. It may be a year before you are good enough.”
    Meena sighed. “Gee, what will we be doing in that year?”
    He leaned down and whispered graphic and creative suggestions in her ear. Her cheeks went scarlet and remained pink for the four hours of their reception.
     
    Meena closed the door behind her, caging her mate. She kicked off her shoes, flicked off her dress and backed him up until he toppled onto the bed.
    She crawled over him and caged her startled mate between her hands. “Now, Kebril, I believe that you made some promises and suggestions. Start using your mouth for something useful, mate.”
    His eyes flared hot, and she saw fangs extending as he lunged upward to flip her to her back. She moaned as he immediately applied his mouth to where she needed it most, and she had to admit, he