I focused solely on him, forgetting all the reasons I shouldn’t be doing this. I worked the length of my dress up with my fingers, a little at a time.
“Part your legs for me.”
I lay facing him, so I spread my legs and lifted my feet onto the bench seat in front of me. As I pressed my knees to the side of the boat to make sure I was spread open and ready for him, the cool air moved over my pussy.
His eyes narrowed, his lids lowering. I saw his jaw clench tight and his cock thickened in his pants.
“If I wasn’t rowing, I’d have my face between your legs.”
A little moan escaped my lips.
“You will place three fingers deep inside your pussy and hold them there until we arrive. You are not allowed to move them, and you are not allowed to come.”
Chapter Six
Drogan
It took only an hour to go from being completely rational to insane. One minute the regent told us about a match he’d made for me—us—and the next minute she’d been transported from Earth. The first time I saw her I felt the connection. When I licked her pussy and tasted her, I knew she was mine. But it was when I came inside her, harder than I ever had in my life, that I was doomed. The fucking seed power might have affected Leah, but it damn well messed with me.
We separated when the stealth arrows rained down, our plan to meet up at the fuck hut. The moment we were separated her effect on me became obvious. Leah had gone with Lev in one direction and I’d gone another. Tor a third. I felt the division from her keenly, as if a limb had been severed. I ached inside—besides my cock being hard, my body hurt for her. I knew that Lev would protect her with his life, but until I was touching her again, I would not be whole.
When I arrived at the Viken bride training center, the heavy cover of darkness had fallen. I snuck inside the hut we had chosen and when I discovered Tor already there, waiting, I knew he was just as affected. While we barely know each other—at all—we could commiserate in how we were reacting to Leah, or the lack of Leah.
“If Lev doesn’t get her here soon, I may just crawl out of my skin,” he said, his voice laced with frustration and a tinge of anger. Since the huts were spaced well apart and the nature of the place was privacy, I did not worry that someone would knock on the door. One half of the complex was used to train new brides, the other half to process brides being sent off-world, to other warriors, other planets. Either way, privacy was maintained.
No one would disturb us, but Tor lowered the window coverings before we lit the lanterns.
“I know. I need to come, fuck, I ache to do so, but I don’t think my hand is going to make a difference.”
Tor chuckled. “We’ve grown up to hate each other and it’s taken less than a day for us to come together. Someone is trying to drive us apart. We’re brothers, yet strangers, and now we ache for the same woman. Shouldn’t we be at each other’s throats? I should want to kill you for even thinking about fucking my mate. But she’s your mate, too.”
“Strangely, I don’t feel jealous of you.” I eyed the man who looked just like me. “If it were someone else, not you or Lev, but an outsider—”
“He’d be dead.”
I would rip him limb from limb. “Agreed.”
Glancing around the large room, I skipped the basic requirements—food preparation area, bathing room, table and chairs—and focused on the mating equipment. A bench that was specifically used for fucking, allowing a woman to be positioned with her head lowered so any seed that filled her remained inside to not only assist in it taking root, but to ensure the seed power was achieved. Knowing Lev, it would also prove to be a very effective spanking bench.
“Once she gets here, we will teach her the ways of being a Viken mate. The fucking earlier had just been a preliminary, to get our seed on her, in her, so she was protected from someone else claiming her. Here, it shouldn’t be too difficult to train her body to accept three men.”
“She took us beautifully earlier. If this is how I feel after one fuck, we don’t have to worry about breeding her.”
I opened a drawer and found a variety of sexual aids the center offered in all of the fuck huts. Dildos, plugs, rope, small chains, paddles, and more. Anything a man might need for his mate. “If she’s not already with child, the effort of it will certainly be pleasurable.”
Tor only grunted his reply, then shifted his cock in his pants.
Footfalls across the soft ground broke the stillness of the night. Lev came through the door with Leah in tow. The misery I’d been feeling since we parted was gone, replaced by a sense of euphoria, as if I’d taken a drug enhancement. She was in the same plain dress, her hair a wild tangle now. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing as if she’d run here instead of arriving by boat.