“You aren’t in charge here. I am.” I stepped close, cupped her jaw. “I would do nothing to put you in danger, to make you truly fearful or uncomfortable. But I will push your boundaries, test and see what makes you hot. If you aren’t into this, if it truly scares you, I will stop immediately.”
“Really?”
“Mate, what have I done to make you think me a brute?”
She thought for a moment. “Nothing. But what will the doctors and technicians think?”
“That I’m one lucky warrior for having you as my mate.”
Her eyes softened and she smiled, even lifted up on her tiptoes and gave me a tender kiss. I wrapped my arms about her, felt her softness against my hard edges. Her lips parted and I settled in, tangled my tongue with hers. I might be dominant, but not all the time. I could easily lose myself in her, get lost in her touch, her taste, her scent. Everything.
Pulling back, I touched my forehead to hers. “Ah, mate, what you do to me.”
She smiled, her lips swollen and slick. It was time to grab hold of my control once again. I stepped back, crossed my arms again. Arched a brow and ensured my voice was deep.
“Lift your dress, Violet, and show me that pretty pussy.”
I waited as she worked through it in her head. I winked so she knew while I was serious, this was also play. It didn’t take long for her to join in the fun. Mere seconds.
Her fingers tangled in the flowing fabric, slowly worked it higher and higher until it bunched at her waist. When her pussy was visible, I stepped closer. “Why don’t I see your mates’ seed slipping from you? Didn’t Axon and Calder give you what you needed?”
She gasped. “I was not going to have wild, monkey sex and meet the queen looking like a hot mess.” She seemed genuinely upset at the idea, which suited me fine. I didn’t understand everything she’d just said, but I knew what wild sex was. As for the monkeys, I could guess, and the thought made me crazed.
“Did they fuck you, mate? Tell me what they did to you.” Scooping her up, I walked backward until she was pressed into the wall. Cupping her ass, I lifted her up and she put her legs about my waist. I only pulled back enough to free myself and within one breath and the next, I was in her. Deep. Bottoming out.
“Zed,” she breathed, her little pants of breath fanning my neck.
“Tell me.” I tugged her earlobe between my teeth, gently, but enough to make her shiver.
“Axon watched.” Her pussy walls clenched down on my cock as she remembered her time with the others, her body responding, becoming soft and pliant. Whatever they had done to her had made her want more.
“Watched? And what did Calder to you, my sweet? Did he fuck your ass? Did he make you come?”
“Yes.”
I pulled out and thrust deep, ran my palm around her soft ass and slipped two fingers inside her there. She moaned and threw her head back, her eyes closed. And I was on the brink of coming. Just like that. From one thrust. “Did you like it? Did you scream? Did you say his name?”
“I don’t know. I can’t remember.” Her words were barely more than a whisper. Her head thrashed side to side, so I buried my free hand in the long silken strands and held her still as I pumped into her, playing with her ass, taking her mouth with a hard, dominant kiss as I did so. She was with me now. Mine. And everything she’d had with the others was mine, too. She was going to give it to me. Admit every feeling, tell me what she needed. Take my seed and scream my name.
Mine.
She was slick, coated in her arousal, and deep inside, the others’ seed. Hot and tight, she was perfect.
“Zed.”
I thrust in and out with both my cock and my fingers, filling her up, holding back as the pre-cum coated the inner walls of her pussy, made her blood run hot. Desperate. She was moaning now. Melting. Her small hands dug at my back, my hair, begging me without words to go harder. Faster. To make her come.
She whimpered and I watched her face, amazed that such a beautiful, giving woman was mine. Would be mine forever if the others would pull their heads out of their asses. She belonged to all of us. Needed all of us. And as much as I thought I’d want her for my own, seeing her fuck the others, knowing they pleased her, knowing she needed them as much as she needed me, made me content. Happy.
Her whimpers turned to moans, her fingernails digging deep into my shoulders, even through my uniform. I reveled in the pain, the proof of her desire. “Do you need more, mate?”
“Yes, sir.”
My restraint snapped at that one word. Sir. Sweet and submissive, she had no idea her power over me.
I pumped hard and fast, claiming her mouth, thrusting my tongue deep as I filled her up. My cum pumped into her hot pussy and I swallowed down her scream as her body tensed and shuddered, out of control. My seed power would bind her to me, make her want more.
By the gods, I hope she wanted more, because I was never going to get enough.