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“We will not leave here until this is resolved,” I said.

“You have all the answers. Know everything. Why should you consult me? I’m just your perfect match, your bride, the woman good enough to fuck but not good enough to marry.”

“Mate,” I growled, pushed to my limit. I would never harm a female, never harm my mate, but she was pushing me. “I do not know what marry means, but you are my mate.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“Our seed in your womb makes us sure,” Ronan added.

Her cheeks flushed a bright pink.

“Explain your concerns, mate,” I repeated, trying to slow this down, get myself under control.

She crossed her arms over her chest in a stubborn gesture I’d seen Chloe do. I had to wonder if her mates felt as I did now.

“You might both be commanders, but you can’t boss me around.”

I looked to Ronan, who nodded.

“Perhaps a good spanking will get you to answer us,” I replied.

I lifted her with ease and flipped her over so she was bent over my desk.

With Ronan’s hand on her upper back, he held her down when she tried to push up.

“Hey!” she shouted.

The bottom of her dress was tossed up and bunched at her lower back, exposing her bare, glorious ass. I spanked her once. Not hard, but enough so she knew I would follow through.

Her hips wiggled as my handprint bloomed bright pink on her pale skin. As she thrashed her legs about, her pussy became visible. I had to adjust my cock in my pants.

“You are satisfied with our cocks. I can see your pussy is swollen and dripping with heat. Do you see how hard her clit is, Ronan? Is that it, mate? You need to come again?”

“Do you need Kaed’s big cock, Erica?” Ronan asked, stroking her hair back from her face.

“Men! You think everything can be solved by sex. This is not about your dicks.”

I slid two fingers deep into her pussy and she moaned, pushing back against me, trying to force my touch deeper. I complied, eager to see if she was truly disinterested. I knew her wetness could be attributed to our earlier play and not her current arousal. I doubted that, but I would make sure. I would not fuck her if she were not willing.

To my surprise, and perhaps hers as well, she came, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around my fingers. She cried out my name as her hands slapped the desk.

“By the gods, Kaed,” Ronan whispered, watching. “She is magnificent.”

“Let me up,” she gasped.

Stunned by her powerful response, we let her up, but she surprised us once more by spinning about, dropping to her knees before me and tugging open my uniform pants. With eager hands, she pulled my cock out and pumped it once, twice, causing me to stumble back. She followed until I ran into the wall. This time, I was the one trapped. She had my cock in her small hands; I wasn’t going anywhere.

I shouted her name when she leaned forward and put the wide crown into her mouth. “This,” she said, after a swirl of her tongue. “Do you feel this with others?”

I barely had brain function as she continued to pump and lick. Just seeing her on her knees, my cock in her hold… fuck. “What?”

“Do other females make pre-cum slide from you?” she flicked her tongue over a pearly drop.

“Mate, you doubt our honor?” Ronan asked.

She offered him a glance. “Do you doubt mine?”

She took me deep, although there was no way she would ever be able to take all of me. Her fist around the base kept me from going too deep, but gods, the hot, wet suction was making me lose my mind. I couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, couldn’t function with her mouth on me. The Hive could break through the locked door an


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