Page 25 of Viken Command

And then a warm hand settled on my shoulder. Alarr’s voice whispered in my ear. “Let go, mate. I am here.”

“You’re late.” Oran shoved hard. Deep. And I moaned, Alarr’s touch plus the hard, hard fucking almost making me come again. More.

Alarr. My body relaxed into the pleasure in a way I hadn’t been able to before. “Yes, Alarr. Please.”

“I was detained by King Lev.” His hands worked their way over my sensitive breasts, stroked my abdomen, came back up to my throat before starting the journey again.

Oran growled at him, the sound not at all pleased. “This was not part of the plan.”

“What plan?” I licked my dry lips. That word made me blink behind the blindfold, my wild lust cooled by that one word.

Alarr bent over me, his mouth claiming mine in a kiss that wiped all thought from my head. “She is thinking, Oran. You are slacking in your job if she is not mindless to pleasure.” He spoke to Oran, but then he whispered in my ear. “I want this mouth around my cock, mate.”

His fingertip tapped my lower lip.

The image formed, Alarr fucking my mouth while Oran took my pussy. The plug filling my ass as they both coated me with seed. The Seed Power soaking into my body, making me lose my damn mind even more. Last night, with Alarr and Teig, I’d passed out. I had no doubt it would probably happen again.

“Yes.”

Oran returned to fucking me, filling me, pumping into my body as Alarr’s hot cock settled on my lips.

I turned my head and didn’t hesitate, taking him deep, sucking him hard. I wanted what I wanted. My mates. Their seed. All over me. Inside me. On my skin. On my lips.

Oran touched my clit with the lightest of touches, and I exploded like a rocket, mindless. Out of control. I knew I made noise, and I didn’t care what poor, unsuspecting woman was walking into the hut right now with her mates.

My screams were muffled by a thick cock. My mouth watered for more of Alarr’s taste, for the seed I knew wo

uld be coming soon.

My release triggered both Oran and Alarr to come, and their seed hit me like a tidal wave. Like a drug. Like an explosion of sunlight and whiskey inside my bloodstream and I screamed even more around Alarr’s thick cock as I tried my best to swallow all of his seed down, my body thrashing on the table as Oran held my hips still and pushed deep. So fucking deep.

Their Seed Power moved through me, inside me. It made me melt. Made my pussy weep. Made my entire body spasm with pleasure as I took them in. Claimed them for my own. Oran’s seed was different than the others, and I somehow knew that now I would yearn for him as well. Need him. His touch. His pleasure.

He was mine. They were all mine. It was crazy how I could sense the difference. If I thought about how it worked… I couldn’t. I succumbed to the pleasure.

And as I floated down from whatever dimension I’d been on when I came, I was more determined than ever to take them the way Queen Leah had spoken of. All three. Together. They would not deny me what was mine. And they were all mine. All three of them.

Oran and Alarr pulled out, then worked together to free me from the restraints, both males placing soft, gentle kisses all over my sensitive skin as they did so. The blindfold was removed, and I blinked. Oran brought me my dress and slipped it over my head. He tied one shoulder as Alarr did the other, each male cupping a breast and kissing the sides of my neck in unison.

This had to be heaven. There was no other explanation for this kind of pleasure. And if it was Hell? Well, damn me, I had no interest in leaving.

Alarr lifted me onto his lap as we watched Oran get dressed, then I was carried back to our private cabin, or hut, or whatever the place was called.

Home. It was called home now.

Oran stripped again and headed for the shower as Alarr ordered food and drink. He listened to the recording with me on his lap, asking questions as we went if he felt he needed clarification on an answer.

Oran came from the bathing room, fully dressed, and wrapped his shirt—the one I assumed he’d been wearing before—around my shoulders, his scent clinging to the fabric. I breathed deep, and my pussy clenched as if remembering. “Don’t forget me while I’m gone.”

As if.

Gone? I frowned. “Where are you going?”

“I am meeting with King Drogan this evening.”

“Oh.” Well, I’d imagined taking a quick shower, slipping into… nothing… and making all three of my mates formally claim me tonight. What we’d done so far had been amazing, but it hadn’t been with all of them.

I was tired of waiting. I was not a wait-and-see kind of woman. I knew what I wanted, and if they were going to piss around about it, I would make it happen myself.

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