“Stand in the center of the room and face us.” Zane issued the order and I hurried to comply. When I reached the center I stopped and took a quick look around. The room was bare except for one small
cushion in the center, but it wasn’t something I’d ever seen on a couch back home. No, this cushion was the size of a bed and hip high, just the right height for Dare to take me from behind while I rode Zane’s cock.
I shuddered as heat flooded my system and Zane cleared his throat, drawing my gaze from the bed thing back to him. Dare stood beside him, shoulder to shoulder, and I admired the view as both of my mates dropped their robes to the floor and stood before me naked. Behind them a curved black glass hid other men, my mate’s chosen warriors, from my view. They were here to witness the claiming and pledge their lives to mine.
I didn’t know who was back there and I didn’t care. I wanted to claim my men forever. I wanted them to fuck me, stretch me, and make me beg—
Zane spoke. “You will only be asked two questions, Hannah. The first,” he nodded to Dare, who held up a length of black cloth.
“Do you wish your eyes to be covered, or do you wish to see?”
Wow! So, Anne had faced this same choice?
I remembered the sensation of waiting to know what her mates would do, the anticipation, the not knowing— “Blindfolded.”
“Drop your robe.” I did and Zane’s knowing look made my insides melt like butter on a hot plate as Dare approached, his cock rock hard and ready to take me. Dare stepped behind me and I held Zane’s gaze until the last possible moment as Dare covered my eyes and secured the soft cloth behind my head. He took my hand and led me to the cushion where I found Zane’s strong hands waiting to cup my breasts. I stopped with a moan and Dare moved in behind me, plastering his heated flesh to my back as Zane squeezed and pinched my nipples.
“Hold her.” Zane’s rough command made me go limp as wet heat flooded my pussy.
“My pleasure.” Dare’s voice whispered against my ear as his arms trapped mine to my sides. He rubbed his huge cock against my ass over and over, a teaser of what was to come. I whimpered and pushed back into him. “Soon, love. Soon I will be fucking you until you scream for us.”
I heard Zane moving and bit my lip to keep myself from crying out to him to hurry up. The warriors hidden behind the dark screens began the chant I remembered from the simulation at the bride processing center and my entire body was electric with memories. I was about to cry with frustration when Dare lifted me completely off my feet and sat me down on top of Zane. My mate was lying on his back and I was now straddling his thighs, his huge cock pressed to my clit in the front and I rolled my hips, trying to rub along his hard length. Strong hands clamped onto my thighs, careful of the bruise I still carried from Harbart’s evil, and I knew then, in that moment, that my mates would never hurt me, never leave me, never cheat on me or take me for granted.
Zane’s deep voice, his words rumbled up through me from his chest. “Do you accept my claim, mate? Do you give yourself to me and my second freely, or do you wish to choose another primary mate?”
“I accept your claim, warriors.” The moment I said the words, Dare stepped close again and I realized he was behind me, ready to take me from behind as I rode Zane, taking his huge cock deep.
“Then we claim you in the rite of naming. You are mine and I shall kill any other warrior who dares to touch you.”
“I love you, Hannah. Always.” Dare pressed his lips to the side of my face as the voices I’d heard chanting earlier answered him in a ritual sounding chorus of male voices.
“May the gods witness and protect you.”
I had less than a second to swoon and go soft for Dare’s declaration before Zane pulled me forward for a kiss. Dare took advantage of the situation and spread my cheeks to insert the lube in my ass as Zane fucked my mouth with his tongue. He placed my hands behind my back and held them there with one of his own; the other was free to pull on my ass, lifting it into the air for Dare to play.
Zane stole my air as Dare slid three fingers inside me and another below, finger fucking me and rubbing my clit at the same time. He rubbed his pre-cum on my ass cheek and the magical substance sank into my skin and heated my blood until it felt like lava flowing in my veins.
I was on the edge of an orgasm, riding Dare’s fingers with wild abandon until Zane wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and gently pulled. “Not until you have permission, mate.”
His command drove me higher and I whimpered. I knew the NPU was recording this for the bride program. I knew that there were at least a half dozen men watching and I didn’t care. I wanted my mates to fuck me, fill me, make me theirs forever.
Dare’s hands left me and Zane held me perfectly still, an empty, aching mess.
I considered arguing with my men, as Anne had done, telling them to hurry, ordering them about so I could feel the burn of their hard strikes on my bare ass, but I knew that was not what Zane wanted. He didn’t want me to push him; he wanted me to give him everything.
His voice was soft, almost a whisper below me. “Tell me what you want, Hannah.”
“You.” That single word was a soul-deep confession, a complete surrender. “I want you. I want Dare.”
He brought me back down until my lips were touching his, but not kissing. Contact. Nothing more. “Why?”
Why? “Because I love you, Zane. I love you. I love you both.”
He crushed my lips to his and lifted my hips. Dare reached between us and placed Zane’s cock at the opening of my pussy and Zane, mouth still locked to mine, lowered me onto his shaft with a shudder that racked his entire body.
Behind me, Dare stroked my ass with tender hands. “Are you ready for me, love?”
“Yes.” God, yes. I was ready.