Page 40 of Her Alien Delegate
Necia warriors may love to show off their mates, but they were not ones to share after bonding. A sudden realization struck me as I watched how tense he was. He was not fully mated to her yet. He couldn't be, or he'd be happy to show me his mate and flaunt how he can give her everything she needs. Including his cock right before my eyes. He'd make me watch as he fucked her, just so he could taunt me with his victory.
My smile grew larger. She hasn't accepted him yet. And I had no problems with her having her fun with a highly ranked warrior. If anything, her attachment to him only proves that she is perfect for being an AsunGor Delegate of Estate. Perhaps I could bond with this male and show him I only mean to bring our mate happiness. There is no reason we couldn't be part of the same delegation as long as he chose to step down as Commander.
"You must have her permission," he gritted back, "And as far as I can tell, she hasn't given it to you."
"I think there's a misunderstanding, Commander," I assured him, now more confident in my position to bargain with him. "I was already given permission when she signed the exchange contract. It was clearly marked as a permanent placement, as well as explained in detail in our contract what it meant to be an AsunGor Delegate."
Commander Roe-el slammed his fist on the table, fuming with rage. "You will respect her decision, whether it agrees with your contract or not!"
In that, we agreed. I laughed at how serious he was about making sure I abided by Violet's wishes, when this whole meeting was to set the stage so that she could truly have that option of finishing what we started on Trillume together. She would come with me. I knew it in my ormete as they warmed pleasantly ever since I arrived aboard the vessel. She was here.
I needed to make sure that this warrior wouldn't keep her against her will; that my contract gave her the ability to leave him.
"I have read the contract in detail, Commander. I have the permission of the Trillume Council and will provide for her—in every way. Emotionally and physically. Or did you think humans were simple creatures that you can fuck, and that was all there was to it?"
It was no secret that many necia warriors saw humans as pets, and I could not have the future Delegate of AsunGor, my mate, be disrespected as such.
"I know what necia warriors think of humans, Commander." I couldn't contain my vitriol about the subject of anyone thinking about my mate in this way, "Pets." I practically seethed before composing myself as my mother had taught me to in all diplomatic endeavors. "Fragile creatures, deserving of your protection, but not your honor or respect. You think Violet will choose you?"
He returned my calculating stare with one of cold resolve that was capable of frightening most males, but the more pissed he was, the more I knew I'd hit a nerve with him. That there was a truth he couldn't deny of himself.
I continued as his fist clenched at the table of our cold food. "Can you honestly say you cared enough to want more than slaking your cock's needs? Honestly, Commander..." I clucked my tongue in disappointment at the way his shoulders sagged despite the full display of his territorial epul spikes. "I thought you rose the ranks with intelligence, not brawn."
He was silent.
And that was telling enough.
"Good evening, Commander," a seductive voice called from the door. She was dressed in a gauzy, see-through gown that showed off everything I never got to see during our first encounter, and she was something much more fierce than I had anticipated. Her fiery hair was braided around her crown, practically matching the way the necia warrior had his own epul spikes protruding from his forehead and down his neck.
She was stunning, and on full display for both of us. This one action changed my whole perspective. She was wearing a mating robe. Most unGor would not know what they were looking at, but it was my job to know these things. I had to accept that Commander Roe-el was a package deal to have her as my mate.
"Who's the plus one?" she was narrowing her eyes at me. I was the intruder to her, and not an ounce of recognition was in those eyes for what we shared together. "Mier-Lo said you wanted to discuss my engagement..."
"To me," I corrected her and cleared my throat at the implications of what her original intentions were. I had to remain diplomatic. I had to remain calm. I could fix this. I had to fix this.
"You are stunning this evening, Violet," I said with a formal bow before introducing myself officially. "I am Commissioner Broma of AsunGor, with whom you've contracted an engagement my people call delegation. To humans, I believe it is correctly termed as marriage." I lifted my hand to her as I didn't think she'd appreciate being offered my ormete when her first mate of choice watched us. I had yet to come to a bonding agreement with either of them, and I was most assuredly the third wheel at this point.
This was not optimal.
She denied me the honor of touching her own hand, and I watched on as she paced the table in annoyance.
"Oh, fuck," she groaned. "Beth mentioned something about how serious it was, but I thought she was talking about being too hasty to leave on the next shuttle outta there. Read the fine print she begged me, but honestly, Bro-whatever, as nice of an offer as that sounds... I didn't read a single word of my contract. I thought all contracts were the same. You know, typical stuff like one-year terms, expenses covered, stipends, and all that. I didn't sign up for marriage."
Commander Roe-el growled like that was an affront to him while she wore the ceremonial robes of his tribe. She folded her arms over her chest, ignoring the outburst, and he seemed to understand that she was not discussing the lack of interest in him, but of myself.
He used my own words against me as he said with pride and mocking, "It seems there has been a misunderstanding, and Violet does not accept your contract of delegation. As you agreed, Commissioner, you will not take her against her will. She must willingly give permission to depart with you."
I nodded, but I had to know for certain she understood AsunGor did not have an issue with her keeping her necia mate if it brought her happiness.
"Violet," I tried to keep the hurt out of my voice, but it was difficult. "I've gathered honorable warriors who would love to learn from you and will follow your every command on ways to improve our planet with your soft and merciful ways to keep peace between our clans, as well as other planets. I've read your file and know what it would mean to you to fulfill your dreams. You will lead more than just your delegation, but a planet by my side. I promised you everything, and I intend to do that.
"I won't force you," I assured her with a sigh at the way she tensed up in my presence. "Whatever it is that brings you happiness, I vow to do everything in my power to assist its growth. It will take time, I know this, and I am a patient unGor."
My whole body quaked with what I could see was rejection in her eyes. I took my ormete in my hands, lifted it and bent to my knees before her in offering. Reluctantly, the Commander stepped aside for her to approach with my soul exposed and raw.
If Pheyal was here, he'd have demanded a duel with the Commander just to save me from the humiliation I was committing myself to. He would understand, but he would not want this rumor to spread of how I presented myself like this in front of any leadership. This was an action done in private meant only for a mate.
Her hand reached for her chest, and for a moment I thought perhaps I had swayed her, perhaps she had remembered me.
