“Yes, she’s quite nice.”
“I heard you speak of your study and work in the field of architecture.”
“Yes, it was my profession on Earth.”
I glanced down at her, noticed that she was proud of her work, just as I had been with my time in the Coalition, my time in the IQC and now, relocated here to Viken United.
“Then when you are adjusted and settled, we will look into continuing that here.”
She slowed, looked up at me wide-eyed. “Really?”
I tilted my head, frowned. “Why would you not?”
“Leah does not work and she has a child. I would assume another sometime soon.”
Yes, based on the way her four parents doted on her, I had to assume Princess Alayna would have a brother or sister in the future.
“Queen Leah is not you. Yet, she works. She is not idle. Her profession is leading her people, raising the princess to be the future queen.”
“True, but...”
I tilted up her chin, waited until her eyes met mine. “What is it?”
She licked her lips which had my cock swelling. “She said she became pregnant immediately. I, well, I want children, but not immediately.”
Ah. We’d fucked her, thoroughly. The chance of a baby was great. Many mates on Viken delayed a family until the time of their choice. Others allowed nature to take its course, and with seed power, a pregnancy would come quickly.
“I was on birth control on Earth, but now I’m not. My packet of pills is literally light years away.”
She was worried. I heard it in her voice, saw it in the tension in her body. She wasn’t ready. Which meant I wasn’t either. Besides, I had to share her now with Axon and Calder. A baby would only make my position even worse.
I began to walk then, picking up the pace. “Where are we going?” she asked, walking quickly to keep up with me. I slowed, just a little.
“To the med center for birth control. It is your choice.”
“But why are we walking so fast?” she asked, a touch breathless.
“Because as soon as they are done”—I glanced down at her as we made our way out of the palace—“I will be pulling you into a dark corner, a quiet hallway or somewhere I can fuck you.”
It took five minutes once we met with the doctor. A quick scan with a wand and she had made certain Violet was not pregnant, then provided her with an injection that ensured she would not become that way anytime soon. We’d been advised it could be reversed at any time, but until then, the doctor had eased Violet’s mind.
That was why, when the doctor left the room, I held Violet’s hand, kept her from following. She looked over her shoulder at me, eyebrow raised.
“Lift your dress. Show me that pussy.”
Her eyes darted about, although it was obvious we were alone in the room, the door closed. “Here?”
I gave the slightest of nods and crossed my arms.
She swallowed. “Someone might walk in.”
She was nervous, but she was also aroused. Color bloomed in her cheeks and her dress couldn’t hide her tight nipples.
“They could, but I have a feeling the doctor knows not to disturb us.”
She gasped. “They’ll think we’re—”
I held up my hand, stopped her arguing.