Claimed By The Vikens

by Grace Goodwin

  “Chains?” I asked. Mindy was in chains?

  “Not as you think, mate,” Zed said. “They adorn their mates with jewelry. Thin golden chains and gemstones that proclaim their value to their mates. She might like being adorned, but you are the one who likes to be restrained.”

  “What do you want, Violet of Earth?” Axon asked.

  I swallowed, stared at his cock, thought of Zed’s and Calder’s. “I don’t want to choose. I want all three of you.”

  “Do you want to suck my cock?”

  “Yes.”

  He stepped forward and fed me his cock. I opened wide for him, licked him, sucked and stroked him, my hands going to his thighs, felt the hard play of muscle.

  “What else?” he asked as he pulled back, slid in, carefully fucking my mouth. “Zed playing with your pussy?”

  I moaned and Zed complied, dropping to the floor beside me, his hand going low over my abdomen to settle between my thighs. My body jerked forward as fingers slid deep.

  “Calder playing with your ass?”

  I glanced up at Axon who was watching me take his cock as deep as I could. Zed fingered my pussy, but Calder didn’t move.

  The very idea of having him play with my ass made my pussy spasm and tighten around Zed’s fingers. He groaned this time, but spoke to Calder. “Her pussy clamps down on my fingers like a vice when he mentions you filling her ass. Do it, Calder. For her. We’ll figure out the rest later. Do not deny her now, before our claim is made.”

  I moaned again as Calder settled behind me, his kiss grazing my shoulder and upper back with such tenderness my heart hurt. He didn’t want this, didn’t want to share, but he was doing it for me. Because I needed them. All three of them. In just this short time, I couldn’t imagine choosing one over the other.

  Calder’s hand slid down my back and found my back entrance, carefully yet quickly sliding right in. Out. Teasing me. Filling me.

  Zed’s fingers scissored inside my pussy, stretching me open as his thumb rubbed my clit with their seed, the tingling power of it keeping me on the edge. Again.

  I’d already had more orgasms than ever before. Impossibly, my body seemed primed for more. More. More.

  “Now I will fuck your mouth as they finger fuck your pussy and ass.”

  Yes. Yes!

  They all moved, fucking me, filling me, making me the center of their existence. I gave up control and told my brain to shut up and feel.

  Heat. Bodies. Kisses. Men. Pleasure. Why had I refused this?

  No wonder Warden Egara had looked at me like I was being an idiot. Who would want just one man on Trion, with boob jewelry and stupid gold chains, when I could have three smoking hot aliens all focused on giving me pleasure? It felt selfish. Too good to be true. But god help me, I couldn’t resist. Couldn’t say no. Didn’t want to.

  I was right where I wanted to be.

  I rode their fingers, clenching pussy, mouth and ass around my mates as tightly as I could, driving myself higher. Tighter. I wasn’t going to fight with my body another second, I chased the orgasm like a racehorse near the finish line, riding hard and fast.

  Axon came quickly and I swallowed his seed, so much of it as I came, gasping and crying in utter bliss as the heat of his seed rushed through me like a drug. I had made the connection now. There was something in their seed that made me hot. Made my body go into instant overdrive. Bliss. I wanted more. Knew I would always want more.

  When my body stopped the spasms, I groaned, exhausted but happy. Replete.

  “Come with us, mate,” Zed said it, the tone soft. A question, not a demand. “Give us thirty days to win your heart.”

  I would have collapsed onto the floor but Axon was on his knees now, pulling me into his arms making me feel safe. But he wasn’t the only one. Zed’s warmth wrapped around my stomach, hand resting on my hip in a blatant sign of ownership that I found oddly reassuring. Calder’s huge palm stroked up and down my back, soothing and comforting me so well my entire body melted.

  One? Just one of them was going to be mine?

  No. I wanted all three of them. They might think they were winning me over, but in my heart I knew I could never turn my back on them now. Not if they would help me find my sister. I could have my cake and eat it too, and I was not going to give that up. They were mine. All three of them. I would just have to take the next thirty days and convince them. Insane, since I was shoving the door in their face a short time ago.

  “Thirty days.” I agreed, but they were in for a surprise. I would not choose.

  As much as the realization shocked me, I wasn’t one to lie to myself.

  I wanted them all.

  5

  Zed, Interstellar Brides Processing Center, Earth

  Our mate was exhausted. Violet’s bright eyes were shining with unshed tears and she trembled as we made our way onto the transport pad inside the Interstellar Brides processing center on Earth. Warden Egara was a disciplined woman and I instantly approved. However, I couldn’t shake the feeling that what she really needed was a strong mate to rely on, someone who could break her wide open and make her burn.

  As Violet had burned for us a few hours ago.

  Perhaps we had pushed our mate too far. I did not know, but I could not back down. Not now that my cock knew the feel of her sweet pussy. She was mine, and the urge to protect and nurture her was so strong I had to fight back trembling of my own. I felt like an animal, out of control and operating not on cold logic, but instinct. Need.

  “Are you ready, Violet? We will transport to Viken United, to the home of the three kings. Their mate, Queen Leah, is from Earth as well. I’m sure she will be very excited to meet you.” Axon held her gently, one hand at the small of her back, the other supporting her elbow. Apparently, he, too, had noticed our mate’s bravado hid shaking limbs and sated body.

  “Okay.”

  Calder and Axon both served on the queen’s guard. I’d come to this claiming from the frozen lands in the north, guarding Viken’s communications system from the separatists who wished to withdraw from the Interstellar Coalition and go back to the old ways with tribal war. Three sectors of the planet controlled by three factions all fighting each other instead of the unity that was being forged now. The three kings, separated at birth to live in each of the sectors, were reunited with the arrival of their mate. Queen Leah had quickly become pregnant and now Princess Allayna was the one to truly unite the planet. She had no sector. She was Viken and only Viken. While little more than a baby, she was the future, unless the VSS had their way.

  But that wasn’t the only threat. Many wanted to bury their heads in the sand and pretend the Hive did not exist, even with volunteers going to join the Coalition and returning as we had, knowing the truth, the danger that was out there. The destruction that was possible.

  There were too many warriors like me who had seen the Hive first hand. Fought them. Understood the true level of horror their conquest would bring upon our people. We were not alone in the galaxy, and members of the VSS, the Viken Sector Separatists’ movement, were trapped in the old ways. Old thinking.

  As I was, perhaps, in my own way. I didn’t wish for violence, but I did wish for Violet to be mine and mine alone. It worried me now that this wouldn’t be the case, that she might claim one of the others.

  Axon and Violet looked down at me from the transport platform and I walked up to stand beside my mate. When her small hand slipped into mine for comfort, my body responded with heat. And pain. The ache was bittersweet.

  I’d waited so long for a mate, and now there was a chance I could lose her to one of the warriors standing with me.

  “Promise you will take me to see my sister.” Violet’s gaze held mine, but she looked away to pin both Axon and Calder with the same demanding glare. “Promise me. All three of you.”

  “You have my word, mate,” I vowed, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. She squeezed my hand and leaned into me, just for a moment, but it was enough, and I rev
eled in that small sign of her acceptance. Her need for me.

  Axon affirmed his promise as well, but Calder remained silent. And was not on the transport pad. We all stared at him as he stood near the doorway, but it was Warden Egara who spoke.

  “Is there a problem, Calder?” Her arms were crossed over her chest and she raised one dark brow.

  “Yes.” He spoke to the warden, but his gaze was locked with Violet’s. “My mate worries about her sister. They had never been separated until she was matched. And I cannot uphold my vow to her if I do not know where her sister resides on Trion. It is a large planet and I do not enjoy games.”

  The warden’s foot began tapping on the tile floor, but there was an upward curve to the corner of her mouth that said she was far from angry. “What do you propose, Elite Guard? If you are asking for information on the location of a bride, that would be against protocol, as you are not a member of her family.”

  He turned to face her. “I disagree. I am her brother by law.”

  The warden did not back down. “Not yet. Miss Nichols, that is, Miss Violet Nichols, has thirty days to determine which of you, or all of you, is her mate. And since you are the one most insistent that she ruin a perfectly good mating and choose between the three of you, you are absolutely not part of Miss Nichol’s family. You are selfish, Calder. Only thinking of your needs, not hers.”

  Calder’s fair skin flushed bright red and I knew the small Earth female had pushed him too far. Beside me, Violet gasped but Axon’s gaze hardened—and he wasn’t glaring at Warden Egara, but at Calder. Apparently, Axon agreed with the warden’s assessment. He’d stated clearly in Violet’s apartment that he was not opposed to the idea of sharing a mate.

  I was greedy and understood Calder’s desire to keep her for himself. But our first encounter with her had shaken me to my core. I’d discovered a deep satisfaction and pleasure at directing the others to touch her, to make her come. Watching her body pulse, her eyes glaze with desire, listening to her soft whimpering and cries of release had nearly driven me crazy with need. With lust.

  I’d loved it. Loved watching her squirm and beg and come all over Calder’s cock. And mine. I’d been hard as a rock when Axon laid her down and made her come with his mouth. The way he filled her mouth with his seed and she’d swallowed it all down. I loved the way her back arched when my cock was buried deep and Calder played with her ass. Everything. Oddly, I hadn’t felt possessive of just her, but of all three of them.

  As if they were mine as well.

  My family.

  Mine to protect.

  The sensation was uncomfortable. I was not and never had fallen in love with a man. Never desired to touch or kiss one. But this was different. We weren’t fucking each other, we were fucking Violet. This wasn’t about us…it was about her.

  Our mate was a passionate lover. Generous. Open.

  Our mate.

  I realized I’d begun thinking of her that way since we’d shared her today. Ours.

  The idea of having two strong warriors helping me to ensure her happiness and pleasure, her safety? Suddenly, I could imagine that scenario. For the first time in my life, I understood the lack of jealousy I’d witnessed time and again among the three kings and the other sets of Vikens who shared their own mates.

  Up north at the IQC, a friend from Sector Two, Evon, shared his mate with two other warriors, Liam and Rager. And like Violet, their mate, Bella, was also from Earth.

  I’d watched them for months now. Watched and envied them the look I saw in Bella’s eyes any time her mates entered the room.

  Trust. Love. Acceptance. Desire. There was no question she was well satisfied. Loved. Cherished. And it was because she had three mates to care for her.

  No woman had ever looked at me like that, until today.

  Until Violet.

  And if refusing to share meant letting her go? Well, Calder was going to be in for a rude awakening. If I had to make a pact with Axon, I would.

  I would not give her up. Nor would I allow him to continue his argument with the warden. “What are you doing, Calder?”

  The warrior turned to me and held out his hand, refusing to answer. Instead, he walked to Violet and knelt at her feet. “Violet, mate, I understand the importance of family. I know how deep the ache of loss can be. Let me help ease your mind.”

  Violet’s hand in mine squeezed tight and I held my silence, waiting to see where this would go. “What do you mean? I can talk to Mindy? Here? Now?”

  From his place before her, Calder twisted so he could address the warden. “On my mate’s behalf, I formally request to make contact with Trion and the bride, Mindy Nichols, to ensure her safety and well-being before we transport to Viken.”

  The warden looked from Calder to Violet. “Is this what you want, Miss Nichols? As her family member, only you can make the request.”

  Violet pulled away from both of us, stepped down from the raised platform and walked to stand before the warden as Calder climbed to his feet. Seeing how excited Violet was at Calder’s request, Axon slapped him on the back in thanks. I remained silent, but nodded my head in acknowledgement that Calder had done well to make our mate happy. This would give her what she wanted now, even before we left for Viken. She would have no doubt that our intentions were honorable, that we would always put her first. Whatever happened on Viken was between the four of us, no ulterior motive.

  And I wondered why I had not thought to ensure her happiness in this regard?

  Was I too cold? Too removed from what it meant to love and be loved? Had I been too long without family? Without hope? Had I become as frozen within as the icy mountains that surrounded the IQC?

  “Yes, of course I want that. I want to talk with Mindy.”

  “Very well.” Warden Egara looked at the three of us in turn, then at Violet. “Come, Miss Nichols. We will make contact with Trion and await news. It may take a few minutes, or even hours, to reach her. She could be traveling or far from a comm.”

  “I’ll wait,” Violet insisted, rubbing her hands together. “As long as it takes.”

  “Very well.” The warden turned to the comm screen and entered a set of data into the controls that I could not see. When I cleared my throat, she lifted her head to address all three of us. “She can speak with her now, but I will send Mindy’s exact coordinates to the queen of Viken. Once your mate has chosen from among you, the queen will provide the coordinates on Trion for a visit.”

  “Understood. Thank you.” Axon bowed slightly at the waist in thanks, but I couldn’t move, suddenly frozen with fear at the idea that with this maneuver, Calder may have won our mate’s heart. There was no question she was well pleased and hopeful, based on the look on her face.

  We did not wait hours, in fact only seconds, as the screen cleared to reveal the image of a woman who looked almost exactly like Violet, yet…not. I could see the slightest of differences—the way she held herself, the length of her hair, a small scar on her forehead.

  “Violet? Oh my god, is it really you?” The female on the other side of comm screamed with complete abandon. Her hair was down in a soft halo around her bare shoulders. Her body was adorned in soft silks, the mating chains of her mate clearly visible dangling between her hard nipples beneath the thin fabric. Her smile was bright. Her gaze hid nothing. Mindy was uninhibited. Wild.

  “Mindy?” Violet stepped closer to the display. “Yes, it’s me. Are you all right? I’ve been worried sick.”

  The other female laughed as if she didn’t have a care in the world. No remorse. No guilt. No worry for Violet or what she’d put her sister through. I wanted to take Mindy over my lap and spank her until her ass was red for the stiffness and pain I saw in my mate’s tense shoulders and clenched jaw. Tears gathered in Violet’s eyes, but she swallowed, hard, denying the anguish. Refusing to feel them. Refusing to let them fall.

  I saw the difference between them at once. Violet’s sister was soft, giving and emotional. She obviously lived in
the moment, had little self-control and would feel safe and protected with a warrior mate to care for her. A perfect female for the overly possessive, dominant men of Trion. And based on the thin chain visible between her nipples, she had been claimed. She would not reject her mate, but if she had, she would have remained on Trion with another until she was satisfied. She was not returning to Earth as Violet had wanted.

  “I’m sorry, Violet, but I had to go. After Josh dumped me, I just couldn’t deal. I’m so happy here. Goran is amazing.” She rolled her eyes and grinned as if delirious. “I think I love him, Violet. I’ve only been here a couple of days, but he’s just…amazing. This place is just amazing. We’ve gone to this amazing outpost. It’s like the desert but it has two suns and… god, Violet. You should be a bride. It’s the best thing ever.”

  “A couple of days?” Violet listened to the verbal vomit of her identical twin, and she took a deep breath, narrowed her eyes and stiffened her spine. Her fists clenched and her cheeks colored—and not from arousal. I’d only known her a few short hours, but it was obvious she was mad. Angry. She’d been adamant that she get to her sister, to see her, talk to her, ensure she was all right. But now that she had, it was a good thing they were light years apart.

  6

  Violet, Interstellar Brides Processing Center, Earth

  “Mindy, shut up.” My words were like a whip, but I didn’t care. I was so mad. So mad I could barely see straight, couldn’t even think clearly. How dare she talk about this ridiculous outpost and getting-it-on in an oasis with her man and how happy she was? I was waiting for little chipmunks and birds to flit and fly around her like in a Disney movie.

  Mindy’s mouth fell open, then closed with a click of her teeth.

  “What did we always say about telling each other where we are going?” I asked, getting back on target.

  Mindy sniffed, but kept her gaze on mine. God, it was so good to be able to see her, to know she was fine. And now that I knew that, I wanted to slap her silly. I wasn’t violent by nature, but I was so furious at my twin I was having trouble breathing.