“I’m not a doctor, but I’m pretty sure the multiples thing is pretty rare statistically for a human. Just stay away from those two and most likely you will be fine.”
Vivica gulped loudly. “Okay, let’s go meet them.”
We all stood up and brought our trays to dump them out in the trash. I had very little food left on my plate, just crumpled napkins and the tray liner. I hated wasting food. Growing up nomad was fun and unconventional, but I never had excess of anything. When we were on the road, in particular, it was better to do without if we could. Sometimes, we were dependent on people that we’d just met or people that we didn’t want to be dependent on. My mom always tried to provide me with protection and learning experiences. Minimalism was definitely something that I carried over into my adulthood. But, sometimes I’m not sure if that was a conscious choice.
Arkan looked at the clock on the wall. “They might be finishing up their soccer games by now. It’s almost four.”
“They’ve been playing since this morning!” Vivica exclaimed.
Arkan smiled. “Why is that surprising?”
“That’s almost six hours!” Her expression was as if he’d told her they were landing spaceships on the moon today and she was expected to pilot one.
“And they are the most powerful shapeshifters around. They have an unbelievable amount of energy to burn and things get a bit…hairy…if they don’t. Pardon the pun.”
If playing soccer for six hours a day was simply an activity to occupy them, I couldn’t imagine what they would be capable of in the bedroom. “Come on let’s go. Enough talking about warriors. I want to see what all the fuss is about.” My face was flushed, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Arkan was the best male lover I’d ever experienced. If he was a retired warrior past his prime…what would a marathon session with a real warrior be like? Arkan shot me a look that I couldn’t decipher, but he didn’t comment. Instead, he simply walked straight out the double doors to the cafeteria. Both Vivica and I scrambled to keep up.
“You shouldn’t have said that Catalina. I think he’s sweet on you.”
I turned to look at her, but she was facing the doors. I didn’t ask why she said that. I already knew what she was talking about. Arkan had broken a rule. A big one. And if he was already enamored with me enough to do that, drama was most definitely on its way.
-11-
When we arrived at the soccer field, I started to get an understanding of why Arkan was telling us to be careful. Without even asking, it was abundantly clear who Dart and Blink were. Two gigantic muscular men that stood a foot above the rest of the warriors. They both had the ugliest and most twisted faces I had ever seen. Their skin was like warped tree bark. Scratches and scars were visible on every exposed inch of skin. One of them had an enormous open gash above his beady left eye. The other eye bulged as if someone was squeezing him until he popped. The other had two missing fingers and a noticeable chunk of flesh missing from his cheek. There was probably no more than five percent body fat between the two of them. With legs like tree trunks, they powered back and forth on the field. It appeared as if they were on opposite teams, but, in reality, it was simply a game of one on one, with spectators that happened to run back and forth. Sweat poured from the other warriors. Although some of them had some prior battle wounds, a scar here, a divot there, none of them were as twisted and scarred as Dart and Blink. In fact, some of them were quite attractive. Blondes, brunettes, even the occasional ginger, the soccer team was like a catalog of delicious diversity. Which, I guess is also what we were to them. Diversifying the gene pool my ass. This was a straight up meat market. As we approached, the warriors began to take their eyes off of the game and give us the once over. Wanting to make a good first impression, I pushed out my tits and sucked in my stomach. I guess it will all come out in the wash later, but I didn’t want to get overlooked. My large boobs sometimes make me look heavier than I am, depending on the type of clothes I’m wearing. Hence, why I loved stretchy dresses. They cling to the cola bottle figure that I’ve eaten so many Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups to maintain.
“Hey ya’ll come here for a second. I’ve got two new recruits for you.” All of the men standing on the field turned to look our way. Immediately, they forgot about the game and jogged to meet us on the far corner of the field. Dart and Blink were the first ones to reach us. It only took a few seconds to figure out who was who.
“I’m Dart.” The one with the missing fingers held out his good hand. “And this is my brother Blink.” He pointe
d to Mr. Eye Gash, who simply nodded and grunted.
Eye Gash was significantly uglier than Dart. Although from far away they looked about the same size, Blink stood about a foot taller than his brother. Dart’s beady eyes shifted back and forth between Vivica and I. I could feel him undressing us, his stare penetrating right through my dress.
“Who are these delicious treats?”
Ugh. Blech. What a leach.
Arkan skipped over that comment, but I could tell it irked him. “This is Vivica and Catalina. They were a bit late to their orientation, so we’re just now introducing them.”
“Well hello, hello. I can’t wait to see how you ladies perform during tryouts,” he licked his lips.
Vivica gasped and then covered her mouth. I don’t know if I could have sex with this man if they offered me gold for life. What a troll. Blink seemed like someone I could be sympathetic to, but Dart was absolutely gross.
A tall blonde with eyes the color of the sea said. “Hello, ladies. I’ve heard there is a human here?”
Vivica blushed. “That’s me.” The man looked her up and down approvingly.
“Well, although I’m sure the human world is mourning a great loss, their loss is my gain.” He leaned down and grabbed her hand and kissed it. Vivica fluttered her eyelashes and smiled. Her flush crept from her cheeks down through her neck and upper chest. A swarthy hunk of man with a full beard and moustache winked at me.
“Don’t worry sugar, there’s plenty of us interested in you too.” Not that I was worried about that. I was more worried about Vivica getting carried away and attached to one person too fast. She was quite malleable, and I didn’t want anyone taking advantage of her. Despite the fact that we were here to serve, the whole thing had to be her choice. That was the key. I smiled sweetly. I didn’t want him to think I was an asshole. Arkan put his hand on my back.
“Okay ladies, it’s time to go.” He gave us a small shove. Was it a protective gesture or was he just in a hurry? We both waved goodbye and smiled. Although most of them got right back to the game, I could feel eyes burning a hole in the back of my neck. When I turned around to look, Dart smiled wide enough that I could see all his teeth. His mouth was nearly a black hole, only a few yellow squares remained. My head snapped back to look towards the front and I hurried after Arkan, who was setting a record breaking pace across the tall grass to the sidewalk. Arkan didn’t say a word until we got back to our dorms.
“You guys go up and rest before dinner. In an hour, I’ll be downstairs to pick you up and walk you to the cafeteria. I want to brief you on your first day of tryouts tomorrow.” He waved and set off, walking in the direction of the showers.
“What got into him?” Vivica’s eyes were wide open, with fear or excitement, I couldn’t tell.
“Clearly he’s nervous about Dart and Blink. The last thing I want is to make babies with those brutes.” Although I knew that most likely I wouldn’t have to be with a guy like them, I knew it could be a possibility, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to go through with it either, but someone was going to have to. That was just the name of the game. We weren’t here to fall in love and these fucking sessions weren’t about our own personal pleasure. They were about serving the warriors.