“Illegal? You are required by law to only have one?” Rav grinned and I swear they both puffed out their chests. “You will like being mated to two much better.”
“Yes,” Grigg added, nodding. “Two men to protect you.”
“Shelter you.”
“Cherish you.”
They went back and forth with the list.
“Touch you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Taste you.”
“Make you scream with pleasure.”
The last was said by Grigg and with a deep, gravelly voice that made goose bumps rise on my arms.
The stick thing in Rav’s hand had coils, and they began to glow bright blue. He held it up, waved it in front of me once, then grinned. “You like that idea.”
I tried to scoot back on the table, but my knees hung over the footrest and I couldn’t easily scoot any farther up toward the head of the table and away from him. The men, however, took a step closer. “What? No. No, no, no.”
“You say no quite a bit, alien. It will be our job to make you say yes much more frequently,” Grigg said, his eyes promising a thousand different kinds of erotic torture.
Oh shit, that was really hot.
“I don’t like the idea of the two of you fucking me.” That was a whopper of a lie, but I didn’t know these men, these… aliens and I shouldn’t be attracted to them, to the idea of the two of them positioning me the way they wanted on this exam table so they could both fuck me. Perhaps one in my pussy and the other—
The stick’s light changed from blue to red.
“You will not lie to us, Amanda. Ever. What we will share is based solely on the truth. We give you this one chance to learn this, but from now on you will be honest about your needs and desires, or you will be punished. While your mouth may be saying one thing, your body—” Grigg pointed at the stick thing “—does not lie.”
“That thing can’t tell you what I want.” Could it? Did they have freakish mind-reading gadgets, too? Or a freaking magic wand while they were at it?
Rav answered, leaning so close I could feel the heat of his body, and that heat made me shiver. “It senses all of your body’s functions. Heart rate and blood pressure, true, but also your level of arousal, the heat rising in your skin, the thick rush of blood to your pink pussy.”
I pushed my hair over my shoulder. “Where I’m from, heart rate and arousal levels aren’t tested together, nor are they equally vital to staying alive.”
“Ah, that is where we differ then. If you are not attracted to us, aroused by us, then there will be no bond.” Grigg’s throaty voice made goose bumps rise on my flesh and my nipples harden. God, what would it feel like to have his cock buried deep as that voice ordered me to— “Mates bond for life, Amanda. If a bond is not made, then the warriors must surrender their bride into the keeping of another, a mate able to arouse her, to satisfy her needs and earn her trust. So when a new bride arrives, it is crucial to test her ability to become aroused—to reach orgasm—to ensure there is no medical reason preventing her from feeling the expected attraction and compatibility for her mates.”
My mouth fell open, and I stared wide-eyed at them, then the door. “You want to get me off and claim it all is just part of a medical exam?”
“We do not want you off anything, Amanda Bryant. I must test your nervous system and response. Then, we will fuck you, mate,” Rav promised, as if I’d been complaining. “I apologize that we are unable to go straight to fucking. Per processing protocol, we must first test you with our medical machinery.”
I relaxed then. They were hot and all, but I wasn’t going to fuck them right now. I wasn’t a slut and I refused to let them think that of me. Besides, this was a job. Just a job. I had to remember that. Yes, I’d agreed to come out here and act as an alien’s mate. But first and foremost, I was a spy. My loyalty and my life belonged to my country, to my planet, to the men, women and children of Earth I’d spent the last five years of my life protecting. If they wanted to hook up some gadget that sent zingers along my nerves? Whatever. I’d probably had worse.
“How about I just tell you I think you’re hot.”
They glanced at each other but once more Grigg devoured me with his gaze and Rav did the talking. “Our body temperatures are the same as yours, so I do not know why you think we are over warm.”
That made me smile. “Sorry, Earth slang. I think you’re attractive.”
Rav sighed. Was that relief in his gaze? I’d never once, not for a second, even considered that these big, bad warrior aliens would be worried about my opinion of them. Worried that I might not want them. I was the alien here. The odd man out.
I imagined their women were probably well over six-foot tall, golden and built like world-class athletes. Me? I was average height, dark brown hair just curly enough to look a bit wild, but never styled, average C-cup breasts, too round an ass and too soft everywhere else. Perfect for being a spy and blending in. My eyes were nice, the dark brown reminded me of hot fudge on a sundae. But they were the only truly beautiful thing about me. But the rest of me was soft and boring, and I was nowhere near the size of women they must be used to.
God, and they expected me to fuck both of them? Be mated to both of them? Forever?