Claimed by Her Mates(24)

“An enemy who is pretending to be from Sector Two,” I said.

“Then we agree to work together?” Tor looked between us and we gave each other identical looks. Frustration, anger, protection.

Protection. That was it. “They want Leah.”

Tor and Drogan paused. “That would be an excellent reason to want us at each other’s throats,” Tor added.

“Who?” she asked. “Who wants me?”

Besides the three men matched to her? Besides the three men who’d fucked her and given her their seed? Besides the men whose seed power she would soon crave?

“We don’t know, but it is our duty, our privilege, to keep you safe,” Tor told her.

“Yes,” Drogan agreed.

“We fear you might be the target of a faction of rebels who wish to keep the planet divided, who does not wish for you to carry the one true heir,” I said.

Tor went to the window, then lowered the blind. “We must separate and leave Viken United.”

Viken United was neutral territory. A small town located on an island, it allowed for all sectors to attend peaceful meetings. It was rare that representatives from the sectors met; I’d never met my brothers before today. Perhaps it was because we were identical or because we now had a common goal, especially with the seed power upon us, that I felt our differences slip away. Our focus before now had been to be good and responsible leaders in our sectors. But now? Now we stood together for Leah.

“Yes, we can meet again, someplace neutral, someplace no one will recognize one of the three sector leaders or their mate.” I paced as I spoke, Leah watching us with wary and hurt eyes.

“A Viken bride training center?” Tor made the suggestion, and the more I thought about it, the better the idea sounded.

“A fuck hut?” The nickname stuck as every male on the planet knew exactly what happened in the isolated huts built on the grounds of the training center. Women were trained, spanked, and fucked into submission. The idea of taking Leah there, of having her tied, her ass in the air for my hard spanking, her legs spread wide for my cock… I had to shift my cock in my pants at the thought. In Sector Two, we dominated our women, saw to their every need and darkest desire. We made sure they never looked to another, never needed another, never had a secret fantasy that went unfulfilled. I couldn’t wait to discover the dark fantasies lurking behind Leah’s innocent eyes.

The Vikens built mate training centers that were often used by warriors upon their return from the front lines of the war with the Hive in deep space. Viken warriors served on the interstellar battleships, fighting the Hive, as warriors from all member planets did. While they had been sending less than in the past, agile and skilled men were still on the front lines. Warriors lucky enough to earn commendation and the rank of an officer were granted brides by the coalition program before they returned home. The mating centers provided much needed privacy, security, and the equipment necessary to train a new bride.

“They will be looking for the three of us with Leah,” Drogan said. “So we will give them just one man and one mate.”

Tor understood right away. “Being identical is certainly useful.”

Leah looked confused, but remained silent.

Drogan went to the bathing room and returned with scissors. “Lev, it is your sector that is being impersonated, which means you should take Leah. It will appear as if we believe they are Sector Two arrows and you are taking her home.”

“Yes, a good point,” I agreed.

“No,” Leah said, looking at the floor, then glancing between us. She didn’t look confused any longer, but clear and focused. “I don’t know what’s going on, but if I’m going to get answers from the three of you about this whole breeding thing, we have to get somewhere safe first, right?”

We nodded.

“Then I have an idea,” she continued.

“We are eager to hear this,” Drogan said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Leah smiled. “A shell game.”

I didn’t know what the hell a shell game was, but I knew when she explained that our mate wasn’t only beautiful, she was also smart and cunning. A ruthless combination that matched the three of us perfectly.



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Leah



I had no idea what was going on. None at all. The men mentioned arrows being shot and I was confused. Arrows! Between the long dress and the outdated weaponry, I thought I’d landed in Sherwood Forest and not on Viken. Curiosity got the better of me and I wanted to see these arrows, but Drogan would have no part of that. He’d pushed me behind him, blocking me from the window. At first I was bothered by his caveman ways, but I realized it was because he was protecting me, shielding me from harm with his body.