“Violet? Oh my god, is it really you?” The female on the other side of comm screamed with complete abandon. Her hair was down in a soft halo around her bare shoulders. Her body was adorned in soft silks, the mating chains of her mate clearly visible dangling between her hard nipples beneath the thin fabric. Her smile was bright. Her gaze hid nothing. Mindy was uninhibited. Wild.
“Mindy?” Violet stepped closer to the display. “Yes, it’s me. Are you all right? I’ve been worried sick.”
The other female laughed as if she didn’t have a care in the world. No remorse. No guilt. No worry for Violet or what she’d put her sister through. I wanted to take Mindy over my lap and spank her until her ass was red for the stiffness and pain I saw in my mate’s tense shoulders and clenched jaw. Tears gathered in Violet’s eyes, but she swallowed, hard, denying the anguish. Refusing to feel them. Refusing to let them fall.
I saw the difference between them at once. Violet’s sister was soft, giving and emotional. She obviously lived in
the moment, had little self-control and would feel safe and protected with a warrior mate to care for her. A perfect female for the overly possessive, dominant men of Trion. And based on the thin chain visible between her nipples, she had been claimed. She would not reject her mate, but if she had, she would have remained on Trion with another until she was satisfied. She was not returning to Earth as Violet had wanted.
“I’m sorry, Violet, but I had to go. After Josh dumped me, I just couldn’t deal. I’m so happy here. Goran is amazing.” She rolled her eyes and grinned as if delirious. “I think I love him, Violet. I’ve only been here a couple of days, but he’s just…amazing. This place is just amazing. We’ve gone to this amazing outpost. It’s like the desert but it has two suns and… god, Violet. You should be a bride. It’s the best thing ever.”
“A couple of days?” Violet listened to the verbal vomit of her identical twin, and she took a deep breath, narrowed her eyes and stiffened her spine. Her fists clenched and her cheeks colored—and not from arousal. I’d only known her a few short hours, but it was obvious she was mad. Angry. She’d been adamant that she get to her sister, to see her, talk to her, ensure she was all right. But now that she had, it was a good thing they were light years apart.
6
Violet, Interstellar Brides Processing Center, Earth
“Mindy, shut up.” My words were like a whip, but I didn’t care. I was so mad. So mad I could barely see straight, couldn’t even think clearly. How dare she talk about this ridiculous outpost and getting-it-on in an oasis with her man and how happy she was? I was waiting for little chipmunks and birds to flit and fly around her like in a Disney movie.
Mindy’s mouth fell open, then closed with a click of her teeth.
“What did we always say about telling each other where we are going?” I asked, getting back on target.
Mindy sniffed, but kept her gaze on mine. God, it was so good to be able to see her, to know she was fine. And now that I knew that, I wanted to slap her silly. I wasn’t violent by nature, but I was so furious at my twin I was having trouble breathing.
“I left you a text.”
It was my turn for my mouth to fall open. “I’ve been freaking out since I got it. A text is if you’re at the store and want to ask me if we need more milk. A text is to let me know you’re going to a friend’s house and won’t be home until late. Hell, a text is to let me know the name and address of the guy you picked up at a bar.”
Mindy leaned forward, as if we were alone. Little did she know who was on my side of this conversation with me. “Violet, shh. He might hear.”
“What? That you weren’t a virgin? I’m sure he’s discovered that for himself by now.”
Mindy had always been…free with her sexuality. With offering her body to men. I had no problem with her doing so, as long as she was safe about it. Women could have sex with no strings attached, just like guys. To go home with someone for a night and never talk to them again. There was nothing wrong with it and I’d never judged my sister for it. But I wasn’t like her. I was a relationship kind of woman. I couldn’t have meaningless sex. I’d had boyfriends. Short term relationships, but they’d been exclusive and had meant something.
Until now. Now, I rivaled anything that Mindy had ever done. I’d just let three strangers—three alien strangers—into my apartment and had sex with them within minutes. And it hadn’t just been sex. It had been fucking. Hot, dirty, wild fucking.
But Axon, Zed and Calder were different. They were matched to me and that alone was a strong pull. I’d known they were mine somehow, knew they wouldn’t hurt me and would give me exactly what I wanted. No, needed.
My pussy ached from being stretched around Zed and Calder’s big cocks. My jaw was sore from opening wide enough to take Axon deep. And my ass was a little tender from Calder’s play. Even now, standing here in the processing center, I wanted more.
My clit pulsed with the need for release. My nipples hardened, sensitive against my bra. I was addicted and it was time for my next fix.
Was Mindy like this with her mate? I saw her outfit, what there was of it. A gauzy dress that was sheer. It left nothing to the imagination and even across the universe, I could see her nipples, rings pierced through them and the chain that the men had mentioned.
I was curious to hear about that, about her mate, but this wasn’t the time.
I was too mad at her to have girl talk. She needed a verbal smack down and I was going to give it to her.
“There are no secrets between Goran and me,” she countered.
I put my hands on my hips. “Did you tell him you volunteered and left your only family a text instead of saying good bye?”
She flushed.
“Did you tell him I mean that little to you?”
Tears clogged my throat at the hurt that welled up again.