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“An ache for our cocks?”

“Yes, but an ache because… because they are not here.”

“Tor and Drogan?”

I licked my lips, worried he’d think I wanted the others instead of him. “Yes. I… I miss them.”

“Good girl.”

“You won’t spank me or tie me up?”

His eyes narrowed. “I’ll do both and you’re going to love it.”

I didn’t know what else to say, nor did I want to continue to wonder why I was so fascinated, so aroused by his very dirty plans even after all that had happened to me on Earth, so I switched topics.

“Where are we going?”

“To a remote center used to train new mates. Most mates aren’t matched as we were, but many warriors return from the fighting and they are unfamiliar to each other. For some mating to succeed, a retreat to a center can help. This specific center is the most remote, most isolated one. It is for the most recalcitrant of Viken females.”

“You think I’m recalcitrant? Seriously? I’m from Earth, not recalcitrant,” I muttered. He was not very skilled at wooing. Not much of what he said—my mood, his interest in tying me up—endeared me to him. Even so, I wanted him with a ruthless need that I could not deny.

“You were quite accepting when we fucked you earlier, but you have more to adjust to than the average Viken female with a new mate.”

“Oh? Like what?”

“To begin with, you were not a virgin, therefore we must break you of any past connection.”

“I assure you,” I grumbled, thinking about my Earth lovers, who, after the bout of fucking I just had, I could now say were most definitely duds. “There are no past connections. Do you think I’d be here on another planet if there were?”

“We do not know of this, just as you do not know us. Even with the seed power, you will be obliged to meet all three of our sexual needs, needs you’ve been matched to, but as you’ve just so proven, will most likely deny.”

“I haven’t denied you anything,” I countered. “I fucked three strangers within minutes of my transport.” As mortified as my mother would have been with me—she’d have rolled over in her grave if she knew—I’d loved every minute of it. I stared out over the horizon to my right, watched the two large moons begin to rise like silent, golden discs in the darkening sky. A handful of stars appeared among the clouds, but I did not recognize any of them. The heavy weight of water in the air grew colder as their large orange sun set to my left, the chill seeping through the blanket to give me goosebumps. I felt my nipples pebble, but ignored them. I did not need that kind of distraction right now, not with Lev staring at me like he wanted to pounce on me and fuck me senseless.

He angled his chin in my direction. “Remove the sheet and lift your dress. I want to see your pussy.”

Staring at him wide-eyed, I screeched, “What? But it’s cold.”

“I thought you would not deny me. If you do not wish to be punished, obey me now. Show me your pussy.”

While I liked that he was eager for my body, I wasn’t ready to go there, so I asked instead, “Aren’t people going to wonder about identical triplets wandering around this so-called recalcitrant mate center?”

Lev raised his eyebrow, sighed, but answered my question. “They won’t see three men; they’ll only see one. No one there knows who we are, no one knows that we are triplets. I assure you, everyone at the center will be… preoccupied with their own interests.”

I could only imagine what they would be preoccupied doing. Fucking. Tying women down and making them scream with pleasure. Making them beg. My clit pulsed around that tiny ring at the idea.

“We won’t go out in public together as a group,” he continued. “You will be with one of us at all times, but the four of us will only be together in the confines of our fuck hut.”

“Fuck hut? Seriously? Is this world so primitive?” I felt like I’d gone back in time. “I’d always assumed Earth was the least advanced planet, with the most primitive men.”

“We are much more advanced than Earth, I assure you. We just choose a simpler way of life.”

“Like the canoe.”

“Like the canoe,” he repeated. “Now show me your pussy.”

He was a very focused man.

“What if I don’t want to?”


Tags: Grace Goodwin Interstellar Brides Program Fantasy