Claimed by Her Mates(35)

Drogan was preparing a simple morning meal in the food preparation area as Lev and I sat at the small table by the window. A few couples were about, the weather enjoyable. Men and their mates were going about their day, perhaps going to a specific training hut. All things were available here, all desires could be met. Learning to properly wield a crop, or tie a bride with ropes without causing harm. There were classes on pleasing a bride with an eager tongue, or learning to read her body during sexual play. As for the brides, a bride could be taught how to suck cock or even how to train her back entrance for a good fucking. Lev seemed to have mastered the art of reading Leah, knowing what she needed, even if she denied it. I was learning this about her, too. How he’d known she needed the release of a hard spanking, I wasn’t sure, but she had. She’d broken and screamed, and through her tears and thrashing had begged for more.

What I longed to do was learn more about how to stretch Leah’s ass. She’d taken a larger plug in the middle of the night, but was stretching her open enough to get her ready for my large cock? Lev may want to learn new ways to secure Leah in ropes or take her to a deeper level of submission. Drogan? Hell, he was obsessed with oral sex, but seemed to have that down, if Leah’s orgasms were any indication. Anything we needed to learn to please our new bride was available to us here. As long as only one of us was with her at a time, no one would be the wiser to our deception. The only outward sign of our differences was Lev’s scar running through his eyebrow, but with Leah with us, no one would be paying any attention to Lev’s face.

I knew I couldn’t focus on my surroundings when her nipples hardened right before my eyes.

“Regent Bard was killed in yesterday’s attack,” Drogan told us both as he finished preparing the meal.

Lev paused with his mug of morning caffeine halfway to his lips. “At Viken United?”

I nodded. “I heard the news in the east. Did you see it happen, Drogan?”

“Yes. After we separated, I headed west. Regent Bard was coming from the transport center. He was with Gyndar when they were ambushed.” Drogan scooped food into bowls. “I was some distance away, but the regent was on the ground with a black arrow through his right eye. Gyndar knelt over him to assist, but there was nothing to be done.”

“An arrow through his eye? That wasn’t just a lucky shot,” I surmised. We were warriors. We knew what an intentional kill looked like.

“I saw it happen,” Drogan said, as he placed bowls in front of each of us, then went to retrieve his own. “The assassin took aim from a nearby balcony. He was waiting, as if he knew precisely where the regent was going to be. The attack was precise and well executed.”

I picked up my spoon, stirred the morning protein porridge. “So, someone wanted him dead. Was the attack on Viken United designed to kill the regent then, or to get to us?”

“Or Leah,” Lev added.

No one had an answer.

“We should remain here, in hiding, until Leah is carrying our child,” I said. “Perhaps by then we will know more.”

“I agree with the regent’s plan,” Lev added. “He wanted a unified planet. Apart, we were just bickering weaklings from the three sectors. Together, we can rule Viken. Teach our child to be a better man, a better leader than all of us.”

Drogan looked at our bride, sleeping peacefully on the bed. “It will not be safe for her until she has officially been claimed.”

Lev set down his bowl with a scowl. “We can’t bond with her until she is bred. That would give one of us an advantage in fathering the child.”

I swallowed a spoonful of the warm porridge. “Agreed. But as soon as she’s carrying our child, we will need to bond with her immediately. Which means we should focus more intently on her ass training. She took to the plug we used last night, even the larger one, but in order for us to have the official bonding ceremony, we need to take her at the same time. It is her tight, virgin ass that delays this.”

Drogan agreed. “Yes, politically it is the best way to keep the sectors satisfied, this bonding. It will keep her safe, even if we are separated. On a more personal note, it will keep Leah more satisfied, too, if she’s legally bonded to all of the men she fucks. Perhaps then the seed power will diminish some for her. She was insatiable, almost delirious with her need.”

“Being from Sector Two, Tor, you’re the one who most enjoys a good ass fuck,” Lev said with a grin.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “And you don’t?”



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Leah



“I do not see the need for this,” I whispered to Tor.