Lost. I felt lost. I was falling for my mates, Varin and Thomar. And I didn’t want to, not if one of them was determined to leave me behind.
Nothing good ever came from loving someone else. I’d learned that the hard way.
Thomar’s cock slipped free, and I felt the press of his lips to the back of my head. My shoulder. “Now, mate, you will tell us what troubles you so we can take care of it.”
I sighed. Not this again. Stubborn Prillon males. “Right after you describe for me, in detail, everything the Hive did to you while you were their prisoner. Every pain you suffered.”
“Never. We would never burden you with our suffering. That is not our way.”
“Well, it’s not my way either.”
“You must share yourself with us,” Varin insisted, his thumb stroking a wayward tear from my cheek. “Tell us, Danika. Now. We need to know everything.”
“No, you don’t. And right now I’m going to take a shower.”
Varin’s wicked grin was back, but I shook my head.
“Alone. Okay? I need some space.” I slid down to the foot of the huge bed, leaving them staring at me as if confused.
Varin’s hurt look followed me into the bathing room, but I didn’t know what else to do. I needed answers, a plan, and I wasn’t going to get either of those losing my mind and all control in bed with those two, no matter how tempting the idea may be.
I locked the door and pressed a control panel the way I’d seen Varin or Thomar do when they wanted food or other items delivered to our rooms, and when the golden doctor, Surnen, had called to check up on all of us. He’d insisted on speaking to me, under the guise of medical safety. Thomar had been incensed, but I placed a hand on his chest and told the doctor I was fine, that my mates were taking excellent care of me. That had calmed him down. He did not like anyone accusing him of not caring for me properly. He had a massive chip on his shoulder about his honor and providing for a mate. Another confusing thing I needed to find out about.
He’d been so happy with my assurances to the doctor, he’d fucked my brains out. Again. Varin had been only too eager to assist.
“Lady Arcas, control room. How may we assist?” The voice coming through the speaker in the bathroom seemed especially loud but successfully jolted me from my jaunt down sexy memory lane. I did need something.
“Can you find the other Earth girls and tell them I’d like to meet them, please?”
“One moment.” I waited, hopping from foot to foot as the scent of my mates and hot, sweaty sex hung around me like a cloud. The smell made me think about Thomar’s cock, Varin’s hands, the taste of them, the way they touched me.
Shit. I crossed my legs as my pussy throbbed. Again.
I was as bad as my guys were. Maybe worse. Totally insatiable.
“Lady Arcas, I have contacted Lady Rone. She said to inform you that she will come to your quarters in half an hour.”
I slumped in relief. I only had to resist my mates for thirty minutes. If I stayed locked in here, I could do it. If I left this room and they touched me? I was a goner. Totally not fair.
“Okay. Thank you. Tell her I’ll be ready.”
“Very well. Let us know if you need anything else. Control room out.”
I hurried through my shower, making sure to wash everywhere. Everywhere, everywhere. My mates were very thorough lovers and had not left the smallest part of me unexplored.
When thirty minutes had passed, I had dressed in a pair of soft, green cotton pants and an oversize cream-colored sweatshirt. The S-Gen machine the guys had shown me was fabulous, and I had created fluffy socks, my favorite athletic shoes, and a bra that actually fit, which was a miracle all on its own. Everything that touched my skin was soft and warm, not the rough, industrial fabric they made us wear in prison. I pulled my still damp hair up into a twist and clipped it in place with my newly S-Gen-created hair clip. I glanced at myself in the mirror and put my hands on my hips. Twisted this way and that to get a good look.
I looked good. Normal. Happy.
“I could get used to this.” I spoke to the woman in the mirror, the one with flushed cheeks and swollen lips and a glow about her I’d never seen before.
A pleasant ringing tone sounded in the other room, and I hurried to open the bathroom door.
Too late. Thomar stood, bare-ass naked in front of the open door, hands on his hips and scowl on his face.
“What the fuck do you want?” I peeked around his hips to see two armed guards standing before him, unfazed by his lack of attire.
“We are here to ensure Lady Rone’s safety.”