Chapter 58

Dave and Evie stopped at the door to Linda's bedroom, Dave's hand poised to knock. Looking down at his petite, but dynamite little wife, he said, "Last chance, Baby."

"Claim your new wife," Evie said, squeezing his arm.

"I'm not going to have sex with her, now."

"I know that, silly. We need to have the healer with her, first. It wouldn't be right to impregnate her, yet. But claim her. I'm as anxious as you are."

Dave tapped on the door and they entered.

Linda was sitting by the bed, minus her heels, her legs crossed in a ladylike manner. Dave wasn't sure what the expression on her face meant.

"You forgot your bag," he hesitantly said.

A smile tweaked the corners of her mouth. "I didn't forget anything."

Dave put the bag down, but couldn't think of anything to say, his body seemed numb, although he did feel the stinging pinch that Evie delivered to the inside of his upper arm.

When he still didn't move, exasperated, Evie walked past him to stop before Linda. Bending over, she lightly kissed Linda's lips. "I've brought your future husband. You might have to give him a nudge though, he seems a little tongue-tied right now."

Linda's mind swam with the things that her father had told her, and the things that Evie had hinted at over the weekend, not to say anything about what Evie had just said. These people were serious about the Alphas. Fighting to repress a giggle, she stood, the tall man rooted to the spot, blushing like a kid.

"He's really quite intelligent," Evie said, loud enough for Dave to hear, also. "But I think all the blood has drained from his brain and gone south for the moment," she teased.

Linda blushed, her eyes glancing downward in spite of herself.

Dave grunted out a sound, then took the three steps separating them. Glancing once more at his wife, who nodded, he tilted Linda's face up and brought his mouth close to hers. Hesitating, watching as she slowly closed her eyes, he touched his lips to hers. Then wrapping his arms around the girl/woman before him, he pulled her tight against his muscular chest.

Before he quite realized it, he was lost in the kiss. Obviously she wasn't very experienced, but as his tongue touched her lips asking for entrance, she parted hers slightly. When he pushed his tongue past her lips, she wasn't hesitant, though.

She squealed a little into his mouth as his instincts and years of making love to Evie took over and he scooped her into his arms without breaking the kiss. The kiss was broken momentarily as he put her gently on the bed, but before she could say anything, he was lying facing her and she was again enveloped in his arms. The kiss resumed.

Evie pulled off his shoes. Then his wife moved to lie behind Linda to cuddle her and whisper into her ear as the kiss continued. He tried to project love as things heated up. He could feel Linda squirming against him; feel her breasts and hard nipples against his chest, and after a little while could smell both Evie and Linda. Passion roared to life in his body, threatening to cloud his mind. He wanted to touch Linda's breasts, to cup her sex in his hand, but was afraid to do either, lest he not be able to stop.

After a time, he reluctantly broke the kiss, noting that her lips were puffy, her eyes hooded. She shivered as she clung to him. He was just as shaken as she was, but somehow he managed to get words out of his mouth. "We've got to stop for now. Evie and I made vows that I have to keep." Seeing Evie frown, he quickly continued as Linda stared at him as he felt another pinch, this time on his leg.

Dave cleared his throat, looking his wife in the eye for a second before focusing on Linda. "Linda, will you marry me?"

She made a sound in her throat and her eyes instantly became pools of tears. "Yes," she mumbled, burying her face against his neck, her arms clamping them together like a vise. "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Evie's hand that had pinched him slipped now between them to caress his dick that was as hard as she had ever felt it.

"Will you marry me as well?" Dave heard his wife ask Linda.

By then, Dave's mind was teetering on overload. He felt Linda turn in his arms to hug Evie, their mouths seeking each other for a couple of seconds.

"I don't know if I can make love to a woman," Linda whispered.

Evie's sparkling eyes stared back at the teenager. "I'm in the same boat. I'm not bi, either. We can marry without doing that. We can love each other and love our man, just as we're doing now," she said, continuing to stroke Dave's cock.

"In that case," Linda laughed, "a resounding yes," she said hugging Evie tight. Then quietly she continued, "My dad just ... just ... He suddenly started treating me like an adult. He had already talked about what Jeff and Diana had told him." Linda turned on her back, looking at first one, then the other, as Evie played with Linda's hair, staring at her with a tender smile on her face.

"I almost couldn't believe him. But I guess that he's always been that way. When he makes up his mind, he goes ahead with it. You should have seen his face when I asked him if he had rather Jimmy take my ... uh..."

" ... virginity," Evie supplied.

"Uh, yeah," Linda said, blushing furiously as she looked at Dave, who matched her when he realized what she meant.

"Well, anyway ... he hates Jimmy. Dad calls him a punk because he rides around the neighborhood with his stereo wide open, playing dirty music. Every time he sees me outside, he tries to get me to go out with him, saying a bunch of lewd things, claiming that he's going to take my, uh, cherry and show me what a real man is like. But he's never touched me, or tried to force me in any way."

Dave cleared his throat, "Well, I guess I don't blame your dad for hating this punk, but, uh, I think it was a bit more than that..."

"Oh, I know that," Linda laughed. "But I still think that the Jimmy thing had an effect. But Daddy wants me to be safe, and he likes you two. He said that he saw me looking at your pictures last night and realized then that I loved you Dave, and that his little girl had grown up."

Looking back at Evie, she continued, "He also said that it was obvious that I loved you, and of course knew that Jeff's wives were all married to each other as well as Jeff. He got all embarrassed when he tried to talk about our relationship, but finally said that you and I were both smart and would figure out what worked for us.

"I guess that I'm still ... I don't know ... stunned. I wanted to be here so badly, and I wanted to be your wife," she said, touching Dave's cheek with her fingertips as she looked at him lovingly, "but I didn't know how I was going to make it happen. Then Daddy just..."

Evie laughed and hugged her. "I wish you could have been in his suite when he was lecturing Dave — well, both of us. After a while he just stopped, looked sheepish, then asked us if we loved you. I guess he believed us," she said, holding back a giggle, "because he told us to get the hell over there and tell you. Of course, there were tears in his eyes that he was trying to hide."

"Awesome," Linda whispered. "He's always been able to surprise me. But this was way beyond that. But now," she said, hesitating again, "I'm scared to death for another reason ... I don't know a thing about being a wife. I can cook a few things, and Mom taught me how to clean and wash clothes properly. But, I mean ... I'm, uh, feeling a lot like a kid right now. I have absolutely no experience with uh, sex..."

Before Dave could say anything, Evie broke in with a smile, "I guess you never stop learning about sex. And you'll have a great teacher," she said, barely above a whisper as she smiled at her husband.

"So show me more about how a man kisses," Linda said, a smile in her voice as she turned to Dave.

Dave cleared his throat, forcing his eyes from her breasts to her face. "A little more. I'm only a man. Two breathtaking women in bed with me, and our talking about what we have ... Well, like I said, I'm only a man."

He brought his mouth to Linda's, then as passion rose again, he pulled her tightly to him. After a moment, he felt a second hand join the one slowly stroking his cock. When he looked down, Evie put her hand over Linda's and guided her caresses to show her how.

Linda pulled her mouth from Dave's and tried to look between them, her body tensing.

"Don't worry," Evie said, chuckling. "He'll be gentle, and it won't be long until you won't want him to be gentle. And when he spurts his semen into you, you'll have an orgasm beyond anything you could ever imagine. And ... despite what he says, he's more than 'just a man;' he's also an Alpha Male," she finished proudly.

Evie had seen Linda's eyes get big when she mentioned Dave spraying his semen into her. Smiling, she kissed Linda's forehead and continued, "Diana firmly believes that Dave is an Alpha Male. He's changed a lot, since ... Well, Diana believes that their ... traits are coming back to life. That each Alpha will have a Queen Bitch. We need to talk," she said stroking Linda's cheek.

Evie looked at the pretty girl staring back at her. "Bill told us that he told you about everything, but I want to make sure that you hear it from me, in case he missed something."

Linda turned back to face Evie, their faces only a little more than a foot apart. With Dave's chest against her back and his hand gently stroking her arm, then sometimes her hip and leg, Linda listened with rapt attention as Evie told the story of the Alpha Males and their Queens, this time in much more detail than Bill knew, but she still didn't mention the healer directly.

Kathy had been sorely stressed all day. Starting with her watching Linda fight to keep her food down at breakfast, seeing the pain and tension in Bill's face, then not being able to go with the man she loved as he went to that all-important meeting, had taken its toll on the new pilot. The phone call from Bill telling her that Jill had signed the divorce, first elated her and at the same time, shamed her. Then came the thing about the house.

Bill had lost so much of his life when Jill had signed those papers — well, it was the culmination of his loss. Bill still loved his wife (ex-wife, she mentally corrected herself — at least she would be when the divorce was final). But Kathy wasn't going to sit back and let someone else have a chance at him. He wasn't young any more, but she had had young, and had gotten herself thoroughly messed over by him.

In addition to being madly in love with him, she knew his character. Bill's word was indeed his bond. She had watched women try for him at exclusive hotels throughout the continental U.S., Hawaii and Canada. He was polite to them, ever the gentleman, but he always went back to his room alone, his wedding vows firmly intact.

He had a great physique, often worked out while they were waiting for Wainwright's people. In a bathing suit, he always wore a tee shirt to hide most of the scarring, but it didn't hide that he was a man. Nor did the trunks.

Having watched him walk through the airport in his uniform time and again, she could attest that women liked what they saw then as well, but her attraction to him was much more than good looks. He never seemed flustered. He was always in command, yet not blatantly so. People listened when he spoke. He was certainly not full of himself, either.

He had always been kind to her, respectful — didn't have the arrogance that she frequently saw around her from some of the other pilots. He had encouraged her as soon as she told him that she wanted to become a pilot, and he had readily volunteered to teach her. She knew how much he charged others, but when she tried to pay him, he adamantly refused, saying she was a friend, and he would never charge a friend.

She had repeatedly gotten breaks on rentals and fuel. He had denied having anything to do with it, but she suspected that he had supplemented the difference, for some of the rental pricing was just too good to be true. Even if he hadn't actually put his money into it, she thought that he might have been calling in favors for her.

He never fussed at her when she screwed up, just gently chided her with that grin of his, and showed her the correct way. Then came the day that he gave her the pilot's uniform. Nothing would ever replace the feeling as the tower cleared them and her captain told her to take them to Boulder — nothing.

She had taken a shower, almost frantically scrubbing herself to be certain she was clean — especially ... there — put on a little makeup, quickly done her hair, touched perfume to her throat, and waited, her mind going over the events of the day.

Bill had settled for nothing but the best at an exclusive dress shop after asking Kathy to help with everything, so that Linda would look great for Dave and Evie. In the beginning, it had been a tossup as to whether it was Linda or her that had been more amazed about him dressing Linda for Dave, but neither of them let that get in the way of getting the job done, though.

"It's too late to get a beauty shop appointment," Bill had said.

"I'll do it on the plane," Kathy quickly injected. And she did.

Bill had talked about what Diana and Jeff had told him. When he was done, Kathy just grinned at him and said, "I've always known that you were an Alpha." At Bill's look, she continued, "Oh, I didn't think to call it that, but I knew you were different."

Bill had just stared at her for a moment. "Look Kathy, every fighter jock thinks he or she is the best. To even get to the training, they've beaten out a lot of people, and that's before the training. If they don't think they're the best, then they shouldn't be in that cockpit. I've tried to tone it down after I got out of the military, but you're just seeing a little of that mentality. Let's not get carried away with it. I'm long past that. I'm forty-four..."