“If that’s the truth, you’re insane. I’m no one, just one more piece of ass out of billions around the galaxy.”
I shook my head. “You are unique and irreplaceable, the only woman in the universe matched to me.” I traced her lower lip with my thumb, remembering her taste. “You felt it when my essence touched your skin. Your reaction to the bonding essence in my seed is a sign of our bond, proof of a strong connection between us. If you would rather believe in technology instead of raw animal chemistry, you can just ask Warden Egara of the success rates of the matching program. Whatever you choose to believe, know this: I am your mate and you are mine. I will always come for you. I will always protect you. I will always desire you. As will Ander, your second.”
She frowned. “What second?”
“As your primary mate, it is my right and honor to choose a second warrior to love and protect you. Ander is fierce, the strongest I have seen. He alone was worthy to be your second.”
“Second mate? You mean—” Her mouth fell open, her words half formed as the truth of my words hit her. She looked at me in denial. “You mean the dream sequence was accurate and—”
I tightened my hold, pulling her in closer as my thumb moved to trace the inside of her lip and explore the wet edges of her mouth. “You have two mates, Jessica. All Prillon brides are honored and gifted with two strong warriors who will care for and protect her.”
“Why?”
I kissed her forehead, unable to resist tasting her. “We are warriors. We are the strongest among the member planets of the coalition. We are always on the front lines in the war with the Hive. We fight. We die. It is not our custom to leave a mate or children unprotected.”
“So you, what? Take turns fucking me? I just thought that dream was just a simulation, a way to arouse me for the matching program to measure my body’s responses or… something.”
I kissed her temple, encouraged when she did not pull away. “No, my warrior bride.” I kissed her cheek. “What you dreamed was real, although another Prillon mate and her men. It pleases me to hear that you were aroused by it, as I was.”
“But—”
“We will take you together, your body filled with two hard cocks, four hands on your skin ensuring your pleasure.”
“Holy shit, you’re serious.”
She gasped but I could smell her arousal as it filled the room. The idea of being taken by two strong warriors awakened her, as it should. We would taste her with two mouths, fill her with two cocks, worship her with four hands. There would not be a single inch of her body that was not explored, tasted, and pleasured.
The thought of rutting into her wet pussy, of planting a child in her womb as Ander took her in the ass, made me hard once more and I took the one part of her I could master here, now. Her mouth.
Holding her head exactly where I wanted it, I took her lips in a kiss as I’d wanted to since my last taste of her. I didn’t tease or entice, I took what I wanted, demanding her response. My desire for her was neither shy nor gentle, it was a beast inside me raging to be set free.
I plundered her mouth, a conqueror staking my claim, the blanket forgotten as it dropped from her shoulders and bared her flesh to me. I moved one hand to cup the back of her head and tangled my fist in her hair, holding her where I needed her to be, her mouth beneath mine at the perfect angle to rule. With my free hand I explored her flesh, tracing the curve of her thigh, up her hip to the dip of her waist, up to cup the softness of her breast in the strange pink undergarment. I longed to rip it from her body, to take the hard peak of her nipple into my mouth.
She moaned softly and I continued to kiss her as I heard my second enter the room and take in the scene before him. Warden Egara’s soft gasp was followed by the soft sound of her shoes in the hall as she closed the door behind her to give me exactly what I wanted as my mate shivered in my arms, unaware, lost in the pleasure I offered.
Privacy.
Ander approached softly and I opened my eyes, nodding at him slightly as I continued to take Jessica’s mouth.
He was to join us, to touch our mate, to teach her what it would mean to be a Prillon bride. I’d told Jessica, as we traveled in the warden’s vehicle, that I would continue her lessons and now was as good a time as any.
Ander knelt beside us, his gaze lingering on our mate’s perfect feminine curves. He inhaled deeply, enjoying, as I did, the sweet scent of her wet pussy.
His face focused with intention, Ander moved to kneel between her legs as she sat sideways across my lap. I knew what he wanted, and I would help him get it.
I closed my eyes, enjoying our mate’s sweet surrender as she lifted her arms and wrapped them around my neck.
Chapter Eight
Ander
Our mate was beautiful. Her golden hair fell like a silken fall of pale sunlight over Nial’s arm. Her body was lean and strong, her pale skin nearly glowed next to the black of Nial’s clothing, like a perfect moon in a dark sky. Her lips moved beneath Nial’s with a passionate abandon that made my cock grow hard and full. She was like white fire in his arms, her full breasts covered by a small pink garment I longed to tear from her flesh. Her hands were around his neck, in full contact with the cyborg coloring of his flesh, her hand fisting with desire as a soft sound of feminine need filled the small room.
My cock was hard as a rock as I allowed my gaze to travel the long, smooth perfect of her legs to her core. I could smell her arousal, the sweetness calling to me like a siren. I had no reason to resist.
I couldn’t wait to taste her pussy, to bury my tongue deep, but I knew if I moved too quickly, we could lose the power of this moment. Right now, she was soft and accepting of Nial’s touch, of his kiss. I felt as if I did not touch her soon, I would explode, but I did not want to scare her. My size and appearance would do that well enough without my overly aggressive sexual needs pushing her too hard or too fast.
I was a patient man. I could stalk a target for days without eating or sleeping. I could wait a few more minutes to taste the beautiful woman who would be mine forever. My mate.