Assigned a Mate(31)

“Do not get riled, Eva. I also want to have a child, a little girl that looks just like you, red hair and all. Perhaps a little less spirit, for if she will be anything like her mother, she will be the death of me.”

I grinned up at him at his playful barb. I couldn’t help but be pleased by his words.

“Don’t you need a boy to carry on the line or something?”

He shook his head as he stroked a finger over my shoulder and watched as he raised goose bumps. I could feel them break out across my skin.

“No. It matters not.”

His nipple was a flat disk, a shade darker than the rest of his skin and I slid my palm over it. He placed his hand on top of mine and my eyes lifted to his.

“What… what was the question?” I’d been distracted.

“What did you do on Earth? Surely murderer was not your profession.”

I stiffened beneath him, my knees pressing into his hips.

“I was… I am a doctor.”

One dark brow winged up. “Like Bron?”

“I do not know his specialty, but I believe so. I practiced emergency medicine.”

“Impressive,” he said.

“From what I’ve seen, Trion may be more advanced than Earth. You seem to have quite an array of useful tools.”

“Ah, you mean the probe?”

I swallowed, remembering how that dildo device had made me feel. “I assure you, we have nothing like that on Earth. If we did, the emergency room would be overrun.”

Tark grinned.

It seemed he was intent on having a conversation and did not plan on pulling his cock from me. “Were you born as high councilor or elected?”

“The position became mine at the death of my father. I will pass the role on to my first child.”

“A monarchy then.”

“Yes. Monarchy.” He tried out the word. “As I told you, there are others who wish to overthrow me, to rule in a different way. Many are used to harsher customs and wish to see them installed in all regions. I have a more… flexible approach that I hope allows for diversity in customs across the planet.”

Besides an amazing lover, he was a leader and a diplomat.

“Being mated to a murderer probably doesn’t help you.” Surely he’d come across some who would dislike me based on my false past.

He made a noncommittal sound as he reached down and slid his hand along the chain between my breasts.

“Do you plan to murder me?” His eyes followed his fingers.

“No.” I sucked in a breath when he started to gently tug the chain so it pulled on one nipple ring, then the other. “Don’t you want to know what I did?”

“You will tell me in your own time. For now,” he shifted his hips ever so slightly and I felt him move inside me. His seed eased his passage. “Again,” he murmured, as he moved his hips.

My eyes widened as I felt how hard he was—had he ever gone down?—and how I was just as eager.

His cum slipped out around his motions and dripped down between my legs and onto the blankets beneath me.

“Master,” I whispered as he pulled out a little further, then slid back in. He was bigger than the probe he’d used on me. Hotter. He was more adept at wielding his cock and my body responded.

He grinned, clearly pleased by the single word, and took us both up and over once more.





Chapter Seven





Two more days passed; my time filled with meetings forced me to send Eva to the harem so that I was assured of her safety. Besides being beautiful, she was a reasonable woman and understood why I could not keep her with me. A spanking had certainly helped with that. Because of this, I did not have another hairbrush tossed at my head.

It wasn’t Eva who was complaining, it was the other councilors. I sat at my usual seat above the others and listened to them grumble.

“We did not witness the first fucking and we have not laid eyes on her. Only mates in the harem can confirm her existence.” Councilor Bertok was a continued nuisance.

“Councilor Tark is not at home. Surely you can understand his need to protect his mate,” Roark replied.

“From whom?” the old man asked. “She’s the murderer. It is we who should be fearful that she won’t harm one of the other women in the harem.” He lifted his arm up to indicate the others. “Aren’t you concerned for your mates? The guards are protecting the women from external dangers, but perhaps the real danger stays within.”

“Enough,” I said.

All heads swiveled toward me.

“Goran, bring my mate to me.”

My second-in-command nodded once before leaving the tent.

Talk returned to the latest agenda topic until Goran returned. He held the tent flap open as Eva entered. I stood and the others followed. Holding out my hand, she came to my side. She was lovely and every man in the room only had eyes for her. Fortunately, she was dressed in her plain slip dress and wore a robe over it, long enough to swirl about her ankles. It had no buttons or closures, but Eva held the two sides together in front of her chest.