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  “I wish you could see yourself as I see you,” Caleb whispered, bending down near her head as he watched them move together. “I wish you could see how you look when we love you.” Her gaze locked with his, Mick’s eyes following. Caleb had all their attention at the moment. “If you could see what I see, you’d know how much you are loved, how much you are needed, and you’d never doubt.”

  Jane blinked. “I don’t need to see it, my love. I feel it.” Her smile broadened, the light of passion burning bright in her eyes as she climbed higher.

  Caleb looked up at Justin. “Make her come again, Jus. Show her.”

  Justin took his brother’s words as an invitation to ramp up their love play into a realm only he could take them. He pulled back, settling on his knees between her outstretched legs, his dick still within her, but at a slightly different angle. Slowly, he moved, watching the in and out action as he plumbed the depths of her ass.

  “You’ve got such pretty cheeks, Jane.” He gasped as he moved within her. “But they need a little pinking, I think.”

  Jane moaned as Mick’s arms came from underneath to wrap around her shoulders and hold her down while Justin slowed his pace and moved back just a bit more. He brought one hand down in a stinging slap on her ass cheek jolting her. She clenched deliciously around the cocks still invading her body. Mick caught her small cry of surprise in his mouth, thrusting his tongue deep as Justin brought his other hand down, spanking her again.

  “She’s soaking me, Justin.” Mick groaned as she clenched around him with each slap to her buttocks.

  Justin continued the spanking, making her clench each time, approaching that pinnacle of arousal to which he wanted to coax her.

  “Come now, Jane!” Justin ordered, delivering one last slap before rising up and sliding deep, all at once, back into her ass.

  Jane screamed with delight as the pleasure/pain drove her over the highest peak yet. She came hard as Justin released within her dark passage. He groaned and collapsed over her back, sandwiching her quaking body between them.

  He levered his weight off her after a moment, using care as he pulled slowly from her body. He smoothed his palms over her cheeks, now glowing a lovely shade of pink that threatened to make him hard all over again. He noted Mick was still hard within her, so he moved off the bed to let little brother have his turn leading this dance. He figured Caleb would be up for action any time now, but he needed to get cleaned up before he came back for more.

  Mick rolled over, pinning Jane beneath him and rose up to his elbows, seeking her gaze.

  “You know how much I love you?”

  She nodded.

  “I’m sorry I got upset before.”

  “Let’s not talk about that now. But I understand better than you think.”

  “You always do.” Mick rocked within her, still hard and wanting. “You up for another go yet?”

  Snuggling into him, she grinned. “I’m getting there.”

  “Good,” he crooned in her ear as he eased down and started moving more vigorously. “Because I need you now, Jane.”

  Mick rode her hard, bringing her to a pulsing orgasm with much less effort than he thought he’d need. He used his special trick of pulsing his emotions to stroke her empathic senses as he drove inside rubbing against her G-spot. She came in his arms as he took his pleasure, coming deep within her.

  The brothers took her again and again that night, loving her long into the morning, taking short breaks for sleep and to care for her beautiful body. They pampered her and pleasured her and together they forgot some of the sadness that shadowed their days since Harry had been taken away. At least for a little while.

  Deep within the alien city, Mara was unsure what to do with her problem. The problem was the child, Hara. He was not typical of Alvian offspring and she had a hard time understanding his needs. But she thought she might have a solution, recalling a Breed family that claimed kinship with her line when they were taken as test subjects.

  Pushing a button on her console, she ordered the guards to bring the Breed family to her office. It was rare she allowed Breeds out of their pens, but this particular group might prove as special in their own way as the O Hara Breeds, so she made allowances. She’d been observing them for some time and noted no outward aggressive behavior.

  The door opened and a contingent of guards brought in an older woman, an older male and a younger female. It was the older woman who had claimed to be Mara, so it was to her Mara 12 spoke.

  “You are of the line of Mara?”

  The woman squared her shoulders and stepped slightly forward, demonstrating boldness common to most Maras.

  “My father was named Seamus O’Mara, if that’s what you mean.”

  “Before my people came, what was your profession?”

  “I was a researcher. My field was pharmaceuticals.”

  Mara raised an eyebrow. This was a good sign. The line of Mara was almost always involved in the sciences. They were scholars and researchers by nature. That this Breed woman had been such was a good indication the line bred true even mixed so long with human DNA. She would make an excellent test subject, but would be treated deferentially since she could claim at least some shared Alvian DNA. Mara turned to the younger female.

  “You are her daughter, are you not?”

  The younger girl came forward hesitantly, but nodded.

  “I was in college studying biochemistry when my father packed us all up and moved us here. We opened a shop and waited out the cataclysm in the Waste.”

  Mara’s shrewd eyes turned to the male. He was not claiming to be Mara, but she had learned from her interaction with the Breed O Haras. Perhaps this male was important to the O Mara females on an emotional level she didn’t pretend to comprehend.

  “And how did you know to go to the Waste?”

  “My auntie was a precog. She lived in Asia, but she called to tell me what she’d seen and warned us to get clear. She was always accurate with her visions, so I took her words to heart.”

  “And what is your extrasensory ability?”

  “I have a bit of telekinetic ability.” The man shrugged.

  “Please demonstrate. Can you lift this cup, for example?”

  The man called Johnson concentrated on the cup and it lifted about a foot off Mara’s desk. She nodded and he set it down. She then turned her attention to the women.

  “What are your talents?”

  The older female answered first. “I have a bit of empathy and some telepathic ability, but my daughter Julie is a much stronger telepath than I am.”

  “Do you know anything about caring for infants?”

  “I raised Julie, of course, and she used to baby-sit to earn extra money.”

  Mara came to a quick decision then.

  “Good. I have a small child I need assistance with. I’ve been told he has very strong telepathic ability and he is able to send images to my dreams which I have a hard time interpreting. I could use your help with that.”

  Una beamed, a calculating light entering her eyes. “I love babies and I’ll be happy to help, but I would like your reassurance that my husband and daughter will not be either harmed or separated from me.”

  Mara waived a hand. “I would like your daughter to assist with the child as well, so she will stay with you, naturally. And as long as you serve me and the child faithfully, your husband may stay with you.”

  “Thank you!”

  Una tried to hide her elation but began to realize the alien woman didn’t understand her emotion. Not at all.

  And so Una O’Mara-Johnson came to be the personal nanny of Mara 12’s child. The O’Mara family was installed in a much larger room than the one they’d been in before, on an upper level of the city structure, adjacent to Mara’s own spacious quarters.

  Una met the baby boy she was to care for and liked him right away. He was human. At least, she sensed emotion from him, which she didn’t from any of the aliens. Una could feel him trying to commun
icate with her, but she didn’t quite understand what he was saying. Julie had better luck discerning what he wanted, but it took at least a week before they realized the child was terribly unhappy away from someone he thought of as his mama.

  Una had a grudging sort of respect for the alien woman. Mara had a vast intellect and she handled her authority as well as one could without emotions to guide them, but Una didn’t dare speak her mind. She wouldn’t rock the boat, lest her family be endangered. Still, she wished there was something she could do for the little boy who was more human than alien, though he did have those funny, pointy ears.

  Julie and Una took turns caring for the boy. Una spent the day with the baby and Julie typically stayed with him at night. Mara had given Bill a small job to do to keep himself busy during his days, at Una’s suggestion. He’d been a mathematician before the cataclysm, and a storekeeper after, so Mara gave him a job in her office doing inventory.

  He excelled at it and Una guessed the job was also a test of sorts to measure their intellect. Mara was systematically testing them all in various ways, posing logic puzzles and noting their responses. Una noticed it almost immediately, but said nothing.

  The family was performing much better than Mara had expected and as such, she had already decided to keep them separate from the rest of the Breeds. They demonstrated some definite Alvian higher brain functioneven the male, though she had not traced his lineage yet. She wanted to study the interaction of their Alvian DNA with their human sides.

  But Mara was still having disturbing dreams. She knew Hara was sending them, using his telepathic abilities that grew stronger with each passing day. She didn’t understand the images, and they were puzzling her and disrupting her sleep.

  She woke in the middle of the night from the latest of the dreams to hear Hara fussing in the other room. Julie was in there with him, so Mara asked the telepathic young woman if she could figure out what Hara was trying to tell her.

  Julie and Mara had a long conversation and were still talking through the images Hara sent when Una arrived early the next morning to take over from her daughter. At first Una was appalled at what they were discussing, but then everything began to click into place.

  “Mara.” Una was hesitant, but this needed to be said. “May I ask who Hara’s father is? I mean, it’s obvious to me that he’s at least part human.”

  Mara shrugged. “A man called Justin O Hara is the father.”

  Una reached out and sat heavily in the chair next to her daughter.

  “Then I finally understand the message his brother Caleb brought to us just before your people came.”

  Mara looked interested, sitting forward in her chair.

  “I have met Caleb and the others. He had precognitive visions, is that not right?”

  Una nodded. “Caleb came to town just before your people arrived to deliver a message to our family. He was the one who told me to mention I was an O’Mara. He knew it would mean something to you. And he also said that I and my daughter had an important task to perform here. We were to act as liaison for one who could not yet speak for himself.” Her gaze went to the baby. “I think now he meant we were supposed to help you understand what little Hara wants.”

  A few days later, the silver craft landed in the far pasture once more. Jane was afraid when she saw the ship. She didn’t know what might happen and she feared for her daughter. Mara had taken one of her children already, perhaps she wanted the other as well.

  “Stay here.” Caleb stopped to reassure her before he went out to meet the ship. “Don’t worry. I think this might be good news.”

  That offhand comment gave her strength to wait the precious few minutes, holding Callie close in her arms. She felt the emotions from her missing baby long before she saw him. Harry was back!

  Carrying Callie with her, Jane rushed to the back door, waiting only for Caleb’s discreet signal that everything was okay before she raced out the door. Mara walked toward the house with Harry in her arms. The brothers were with her, smiling broadly as she spoke and then handed the baby to Justin.

  “Hello, Mara.” Jane fought for calm as she met the group. Mara nodded a cool greeting. “What’s going on?”

  Caleb put his arm around her shoulders, smiling hugely. “Harry’s going to be staying with us for a while.”

  “How long?” Jane whispered, not daring to get her hopes up too high.

  “Until he is grown more, at least,” Mara answered. “The boy demanded to be brought back to you.”

  “Demanded?” Jane didn’t see how a ten-month-old could demand anything.

  Mick smiled and stroked Harry’s downy head as Justin held him close.

  “Seems our little man is quite the telepath. He managed to get himself understood well enough to convince his mother to bring him back, though it was a bit of a strain, considering his age.” Mick’s eyes crinkled up as he thought through the implications of Harry’s astounding telepathic abilities. “I’ll want to examine him to make sure he’s okay.”

  Mara nodded, eyes alight with interest as she followed Mick toward his office, her companion Helas Prime in tow as they discussed the possibilities associated with Harry’s extraordinary talents. Justin held back, giving Jane a chance to see Harry. She moved up close to father and son, laughing when both Callie and Harry reached out for each other. Callie’s tiny hands waved toward her brother, but Harry had a great deal more motor coordination and strength. He nearly launched himself out of his father’s arms in his eagerness to touch his sister and stepmother. Callie cooed and Harry giggled, clearly happy to see his female family members again. Jane bent down to kiss his chubby cheek.

  “I’m so happy you’re back.” Her voice broke. “I love you so much, Harry O’Hara!”

  She stepped back, right into Caleb’s arms as Justin took the boy to Mick’s office for a quick examination.

  Caleb took his women back to the house. He was quiet, thinking over the possibilities he’d seen with his gift. The flashes had been quieting down lately, but the few he’d received revolved around Harry. He hadn’t quite known how it would work, but he’d hoped what he’d seen of Harry’s childhood on their farm would now come to pass. In the future Caleb had seen, Harry was happy and strong as he grew. Caleb felt free to share some of these visions with Jane and his brothers now that Harry was back.

  For the next half hour he told Jane what he’d seen, watching as her eyes lit with a happiness he hadn’t seen since Mara had come and taken Harry away. Their family was complete nowat least for the time being. Caleb didn’t share too much of what he’d seen about the passel of kids they all had with Jane. No sense scaring her off! He chuckled as he thought of the bright future ahead of them all.

  When the brothers returned with Mara and Prime, Caleb helped Jane rustle up a small meal for them all. They discussed Harry’s telepathy and the way he’d made his demands known.

  “He was able to enter my dreams even more strongly than when he was in my womb,” Mara explained as they ate, shocking them all except Mick, who looked on with narrowed eyes. “In the dreamstate, he was able to express his desire to return here by injecting images of your farm and your family into my mind directly. In addition to that, Una O Mara and her daughter were able to communicate on a more direct level with him, much like Mick can do. After several double blind tests it was confirmed he was actually communicating via telepathy and the message was made clearer.”

  Caleb nearly crowed as tears of relief crowded behind his eyes. His dicey trip into town all those weeks ago had been worth it after all.

  “You have Una, Julie and Bill together, I hope?” Caleb had to put in a good word for the family if he could.

  Mara nodded. “I have given them quarters near my own. The women were assisting with the care of the baby, but now I will give them tasks more suited to their scientific minds. It is interesting to see how the Mara genetics blend with human DNA. The male is good with numbers, though I am uncertain of his genetic make-up. Still it
will be useful to study his DNA in relation to his daughter, and the women have petitioned me repeatedly to keep them all together.”

  “I hope you’ll do so.” Caleb spoke quietly, his voice low and rumbling in a way that the family recognized as his statement of will. Even Mara seemed to recognize the note in his voice as her head tilted, listening and thinking.

  Slowly she nodded. “I have already given my word to Una O Mara. Like you and your family, she is known to carry DNA of my race. I could do no less than consider her wishes as they submit to our study.”

  “Thank you.” Caleb’s words were heartfelt and perhaps the tone communicated itself to Mara because she nodded with both respect and acknowledgement.

  “I took Hara’s wishes into consideration as well. It is quite obvious he is not like my people and judging by your reactions to his abilities, he is not like your people either. Still, I think his needs will more easily be understood by you, since you share extrasensory abilities. He has a depth of emotion my race has long put behind us and though it is in our distant past, our scientists duly documented the needs of children born to our more emotional ancestors. I’ve consulted the historical records in great detail and came to the conclusion his demands to be brought back here were better answered than denied.”

  “Human children need love and affection. They can die without it.” Mick put in from the side of the table.

  Mara nodded. “So too were our people, once upon a time. Even now, the incubator stations have attendants who come in each day to simply touch our newborns. Even without the same emotional makeup of our ancestors, the touch of another being is important to the youngest of us.” She turned back to Jane. “Hara made it plain he needed you and your family to thrive and even though he was created to be the subject of study, he is still a member of my race, as well as yours. As such, he has certain rights. One of which is a decent environment in which to grow.”