The queen had tossed questions like ion grenades, one after the other. What was Violet’s favorite food? What kind of music did she like? What did she do for work on Earth? What had she studied? How old was she? Where was she born? Where had she lived?
I’d known the last, and described her apartment and home town as well as I was able. But I’d spent most of my time with the queen feeling ashamed that I’d fucked my mate, made her come, but I’d done so in selfish haste to bind her to me with my seed power and my intense need for her.
Now, Violet was here on Viken. Axon and Zed were watching over her as she slept. I was weary from the transport, but I’d done it before, and not just going to Earth. My body was used to it, as were Axon and Zed. Violet was not. She had been asleep in my arms when we’d arrived and had remained so even after I carried her to Axon’s quarters—not mine since I’d had to work. We’d requested a doctor to ensure the transport had not caused her any harm, but we’d been assured she just needed to sleep it off.
I was grateful to know Violet was safe and protected, cared for and watched over in my absence, not left alone in my quarters on a new planet as would have happened if I were her only mate. But what had the two warriors learned about her while I was on duty? Had they touched her? Brought her pleasure? Made her come? Made her scream their names? I assumed the answer was yes because the seed power would be strong for her with three mates. Triple the intensity.
And now, with my service for the day complete, I slipped on a pair of light pants after my shower. I realized that, perhaps, I would need to reconsider private quarters. To be with Violet as much as possible, I would need to share with Axon and Zed, to know she was just outside the bathing room, not on a different level of the Elite Guard quarters. We could request a large space in the mated quarters instead.
Just knowing Zed had remained in Axon’s quarters with him while I worked—he had no quarters here, but at the far away IQC—I worried they’d made some kind of alliance to try to win Violet for themselves.
Two against one. The odds were not in my favor. But I was a warrior, and part of me relished the challenge.
The other part couldn’t get over the glazed look of pure animal heat in Violet’s eyes in her quarters on Earth when she’d been riding Zed’s cock and I’d played with her ass.
She’d been in the right position to take both of us. I could have slid behind her and filled her ass as Zed fucked her pussy and Axon took her mouth. All three of us at once, a true claiming. Permanent. Forever.
But her body hadn’t been, and still wasn’t, ready for that…yet. Doing so wouldn’t have been fair to her. She’d been in the thrall of our seed power for the first time, her body going up in flames. So passionate and responsive. So giving. She would have allowed us to complete the formal claiming because of her desperate and clawing need, all three of us fucking her at once, but her choices would have been gone. She may have said yes, but it wouldn’t have been with her consent freely given.
That wasn’t right and wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted her for myself. Mother of my children. Curled up warm and safe in my bed every night. I’d never even imagined sharing a female with other warriors.
So why couldn’t I get the image of her between us out of my head? Why was I walking around with a hard cock at the idea of sharing her body with two strangers?
I had to get over there, to Axon’s quarters, at once. Who knew what they were doing to her right now? My cock swelled in my pants at the possibilities and I wanted to join in.
Searching for the shirt I’d tossed aside, I heard a tentative knock on the door, so quiet I almost brushed the sound aside as imagination.
There. I heard it again.
I made my way to the door, opened it. Stopped breathing.
“Violet.”
“Hi.” Her hair was down, a soft glide of silk over her shoulders. Her lips were full and lush, her cheeks high with color, her eyes bright with nerves. She was wearing the tradition
al gown of a Viken bride, not the formal grey, black or brown of the sectors, but a warm red that clung to every curve. The dress fell to her ankles, and the small red slippers on her feet were adorable. Sexy. I wanted to lay her out on my bed, start at her feet and kiss every ounce of clothing off her body before taking her.
This was what I wanted. Violet. All to myself. I stared at her beauty. Stunned.
“Umm, sorry. Should I come back later?”
Axon, who I hadn’t even noticed, growled. Shit, I’d made her doubt.
I blinked, then smiled, held out my hand.
“No. Of course not.” I grabbed her and pulled her body to mine before I could stop myself, lifted her so we were eye to eye. “Stay.”
She grinned and wrapped her arms around my neck. Bliss. Perfection. Everything I’d always wanted. “Okay. I just—you didn’t invite me in.”
I swung her away from the still open door, glanced at Axon.
“Zed transported to IQC to finalize his transfer. He will be back in a few hours, and I must begin my duty to the queen,” Axon said.
He didn’t look happy about it—I understood the feeling—but I only nodded.
“Mate, I will see you soon,” he said, eyes on Violet, eyes on the way her arms were about my neck. I preened having her in my hold, knowing it was my turn to be with her, that she was happy for it. She wanted to be with me as I did her.
“Yes, soon,” Violet repeated, looking to Axon and giving him a smile. I wanted them all for me, but I was becoming resolved to share, at least that.