Free Megan's Men by Tessie Bradford Page A

by. Garfor promised to take her to Somas after three weeks here. Has she told either of you she wants to stay?”
    “Has she asked to leave? No. Megan’s been showing her commitment to us from the very start,” Garfor said quietly. “She told us of the mistakes in her marriage. Despite her initial upset over the greeting gala, she was a magnificent hostess, and everyone loved her instantly. She studies our computer system, spends hours with us in the fields and hydroponic gardens, has us teaching her how to make our favorite foods, and she won’t even let us launder our own clothes.”
    “How do you think she gets the bed linens to smell so good?”
    “Loban, this isn’t a joking matter.” Rork glared at him. “I need to hear the words; that she loves us, that she wants to bear our children and be with us forever.”
    “You’ve tried to press her, Rork, and it’s done no good.” Garfor took a sip of his chorba.
    “Because she’s stubborn.”
    “I believe she’s being cautious. Megan will tell us what’s in her heart when she’s ready to.”
    As always, Loban appreciated Garfor’s calm, level-headedness. He also completely agreed with him. Megan showed her love for them in a hundred different ways. But he also understood where Rork was coming from; he too wanted their swaya to tell them her feelings.
    “She doesn’t seem to have any trouble at all communicating verbally or physically when she’s upset about something. I still can’t believe she heaved that container at us.” Rork noted, shaking his head.
    “Our Megan is definitely a force to be reckoned with,” Loban agreed, thinking back to the morning of the gala. Her temper had been impressive, though she needed to work on her throwing skills. “And we wouldn’t want our swaya to be any other way.”
    Megan allowed Howie to set a leisurely pace on the way back home through the northern sector of the district. This area was undeveloped, and many varieties of fruits and vegetables grew wild. Her baskets were filled with their favorite breakfast berries, greens for the salad she planned to make with dinner and enough bunches of glorious flowers to fill vases throughout the house. This was her favorite destination when she and Loban took their morning rides. The landscape was breathtakingly beautiful, and there were many secluded spots for them to make love.
    Rork and Garfor were probably just getting up and enjoying their morning chorba, so she still had a bit of time before she had to get back to the house. Megan wondered how surprised they were to find Loban at home and her gone. She, on the other hand, had already been up for a couple of hours setting the scene for what she was planning. After last night’s torrential rain, the sky was crystal clear and the temperature was quite cool, making the solarium the perfect location. The low-sitting glass table was a perfect place to set out food, and the furniture was rearranged so there was a large open space in the middle of the room, which was now covered with pillows. She pictured them all lounging on the floor, enjoying delicious treats and having wild and crazy sex.
    “Some big shit is going down this morning, Howie.” Megan smiled as excitement caused goose bumps to rise on her arms. She rubbed his neck, still fascinated that this horse-like animal was covered in soft, blue feathers. “I’ve waited long enough to tell them how I feel, but I swear my reasons have been valid.”
    She gazed out across the landscape as a myriad of emotions washed over her. In a matter of a couple of weeks, she’d gone from being frightened and alone to being the treasured soul mate of three magnificent men.
    “Leaders of the people to boot,” she said with both wonder and a touch of anxiety. It was vitally important to her to live up to the responsibility and make them proud.
    When the animal snorted and bobbed his head up and down, Megan laughed uproariously. “If I find out you have a Federation