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  “Come into the circle of our arms and allow us to worship you as a queen should be.”

  Valic added. “We will tend to all your needs, tonight and every night thereafter.”

  Drifting closer, her flat white teeth dented her bottom lip. “You two are pretty hard to say no to.”

  Moving around her, they spread their arms into a circle around her pale human form. “Now we have you trapped, little queen. What do you have to say about that?”

  Lifting her body slightly to expose the gentle slope of her small breasts, she ran one hand up between the valley between. The sight of her breasts being pumped up and her tiny soft peaks drawn into tight point, called to him as a man. “I suppose a small queen like me has no chance against two elite warriors.”

  Haroc could see her other hand drifting down to stroke her queenly treasures. Her eyes fluttered in pleasure, teasing at his control. Their new queen was responsive, but she should not be touching herself. Breeders were responsible for pleasuring queens.

  “You test our resolve to be obedient, my queen.” It was a whispered warning from Valic, a sign of his innate goodness.

  “I wish to see you make the human kiss with each other.”

  “Drones do not do that, my naughty queen.”

  Making a small cute laugh, he rolled her eyes. “Well, you can’t blame a girl for trying.”

  Grinning, Haroc was pleased that she liked to tease them. It was fun and took the edge off his urge to mount her without permission. “We wish to make the human kiss only with you.”

  Her eyes became soft and dreamy. “You wish to take turns kissing me, to share me?”

  The drones closed rank around her, and waited for her initiate contact with them. Her hands came up out of the water, landing on the bottom of each of their wing bases. Gripping them firmly, she slid her hand up and down, almost bringing Haroc to his knees with pleasure. “Gods of chaos, how did you know to do that?”

  “One of the human queens sent an attachment to her message. It had diagrams. Do you like my touch?” Her voice was low and dripping with sensuality.

  “You know that we do, my perfect queen.”

  “I wish to touch.” Valic was not quite holding up to the waiting to directed rules, but since his question seemed to please their new queen Haroc had to agree. Quickly hitting a button on the side of the unit, the water was sucked quickly from the tub. The dryers came on, blowing warm air over their bodies.

  The suddenness of his action took their queen by surprise. “I suppose the shower is over, my eager warriors.”

  Catching the playful expression and heat in her eyes, Haroc wondered if she didn’t like them stepping out of their roles. “Valic, prepare our queen for my rod, by performing the Halabow.”

  If he though taking the initiative with their delicate new queen was over stepping their bound, his partner gave no indication. Instead he scooped her up into his arms and headed to their sleeping space. Haroc trailed leisurely behind, admiring how their little queen looked in the arms of an Maruivan warrior. Her pale pink skin and bold fiery hair were a sharp contrast to Valic’s variegated green skin which was covered with exoskeletal plates in places. Their queen was small, soft and vulnerable. Swallowing thickly, Haroc reminded himself that they would need to be very careful with her.

  Stepping closer, he pulled her hair down, removing the soft band of stretchy cloth holding it up. Running his fingers through it, he jerked his chin to Valic.

  Valic immediately brought his wings up to grasp her from behind and lifted her straight up into the air. Her eyes flew open, as he splayed her open on his face and dropped to one knee. Regardless of how shocked she was by the sudden movement, it was clear to Haroc that she loved dominance displays. Her alluring scent filled his nostrils, causing a surge of need to well up in his rod. Haroc he had a difficult time even imagining the pleasure Valic must be filling at this moment, with his open mouth pressed against her queenly flesh.

  Their queen wiggled, finding the perfect position before stilling for the sensual assault his capable friend was dishing out. She looked much like a lovely little flutter by from their new home world.

  Normally queen makers did not release their rod from its hiding place until given permission, but his queen was different. She liked males to surprise her with delightful displays during intimacy. Walking around to stand within her visual range, he caught her eye. Slowly running his hand down his muscular torso, he pressed the seam keeping his rod enclosed. Letting the thick member fall out, he was please when her mouth fell open. Taking himself in hand, he breathed deeply of her pheromones and stroked himself to the sight of her receiving pleasure.

  Haroc could sense his own mating scent rising along with their arousal. Rather than being put off by his scent, Valic seemed inflamed by it mixing with the scent of their new queen. Seeing his longtime partner’s body tremble with his own orgasm was even interesting to an extent. Suddenly, his queen’s small sounds of pleasure became louder and she crested. Seeing her succumb to their gentle seduction felt like winning a thousand battles.

  Pure happiness slammed through his chest because now it was his turn to pleasure their lovely queen. Valic laid her out on their huge sleeping platform and walked around the other side to watch. For some reason knowing another male was observing, made it more exciting. Crawling up the sleeping platform, she giggled and rolled away. Haroc jerked his chin to Valic. “Hold our playful queen open for me.”

  Scurrying after her, he responded happily. “It will be my pleasure.” Haroc watched his Valic grab her by one leg and haul her back down to the middle of the sleeping platform. Their queen was smiling and laughing as she tried to get away. By the gods, having a fun loving, playful queen was the best feeling in the ‘verse.

  Valic pulled her back against his chest and grasp each leg, gently pulling her open for his inspection. His queen was having none of that. She quickly placed both hands over her queenly treasures. Clearly, she didn’t realize that she was plumping up her delicious looking breasts for him to see. It was a beautiful sight, one would live in his memory until he took his last breath.

  Stalking up the bed to meet them on all fours, he unfurled his wings behind him. Pleased when her eyes got big, he leaned down and sucked one of her soft creamy mounds into his mouth. Feeling her wiggling beneath, his member smacked her in the stomach when he moved closer.

  Removing her hands from her body, she grasped his rod. Haroc let lose a little screech of delight, before he remembered that warriors did not do such things. Bringing her hands up to loop them behind Valic’s head, he demanded. “Hold onto your drone, and do not move those hands until I have had my fill of your soft body.”

  Looking at him with large innocent eyes, and admiration and respect and dare he think even a little love, Haroc knew right then and there that he would honestly die for her. In her beautiful green eyes, he found his destiny.

  Barely able to breathe, he dropped his eyes to the pink flesh his partner held open for display. “You are most beautiful queen I have ever had the fortune of looking upon.” Running one finger over her slick entrance, he circled around it, enjoying the needy sound coming from her pretty little mouth. He explored the tiny nub at the top of her sex. Touching it made her squirm, so he slowly circled it until she became desperate for his cock.

  Always the helpful partner, Valic tilted her body back to make penetration easier. Seeing her stretched out backwards over one of his kind fired his lust. Bringing himself into alignment, he punched his hips forward, filling her by sheer force. Instead of keeping her arms in place, she jumped forward, draping them around neck. The moment Valic relaxed his hold, she pushed him back to a sitting position and followed into his map. Having her implied on his rod and seeing one beautiful long leg on either side of his body was almost too exciting.

  Letting out an excited screech, pure dominate male possessiveness slammed through his gut. Flapping his wings, he lifted them from the bed. Ha
nging in mid-air, with her long legs locked around his waist, he pulled out and slammed home again.

  “More, just like that.” Unable to hold himself back, Haroc did just as his new queen commanded. Chanting his name among a jumble of other things, he used her little body like a drone possessed by the darkest demons known to in the ‘verse. Her lips found his and when she made the human kiss this time, it was with tongues that mimicked what he was doing to her soft warm cunt. How long they strummed pleasure from each other, Haroc couldn’t say. Pushing her into one final hard orgasm, he allowed her to pull him over the edge as well. His stuttering wings, gave out and they drifted back down to the warm soft sleeping platform.

  Valic held back the blankets for them and pulled it over the three of them when they landed. Snuggling close, they drifted into a peaceful slumber.

  Chapter 12

  Act of War

  ~ Ember ~

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  Being jolted away, it felt to Ember like the entire ship was being torn apart. She scrambled out of the bed after Haroc and Valic, who was screeching into his com. Dark came barreling into their room with Dargon at his side as they were zipping their uniforms. Dargon took a running leap and landed in front of her. He growled, “Come by queen, you are not safe in this section of the ship.”

  Ember searched Dark’s eyes for some sign of what was going on. “She attacked from behind and disabled our engines. We need to move, she’s coming straight for the breeding section. Her words, not mine.”

  Haroc closed his eyes. “She comes for your queen maker. Leave me and go with your brother and Valic.”

  Valic’s head snapped around. “We are an elite fighting unit. I will not abandon you when the fighting is near.”

  Placing a reassuring hand on Vralic’s shoulder, Haroc stated softly. “Times change, my friend. Now we must save our queen.”

  Looking nothing short of forlorn, Vralic stepped back and began sticking weapons all over his body.

  Ember shook her head. “Not after last night…we’re not leaving you behind. You can’t ask us to do that.”

  “I am not asking, my queen. I am telling you. As your commander, I expect you to obey my directions when we are at war.”

  Ember’s head felt like it was going to explode. She could still smell her commander’s potent mating scent surrounding her. Apparently, Dark decided she was not moving fast enough to suit him. Grabbing her from behind, he literally walked off with her.

  “You smell like sex, pumpkin.”

  “Fuck off and put me down.” His arm tightened around her and she could feel the bulk of his muscles closing around her body. “Where the hell did you muscles like this?”

  Slothing off down the corridor with her, he responded curtly. “I’m three doses in on the warrior’s serum.”

  “Where the hell are we going?”

  “To the only ship still able to fly.”

  “I want Haroc, not to go flying off without him.”

  “To damn bad. Staying alive is the first order of business. After that is accomplished, we’ll get your warrior back. He’s a fucking queen maker. She ain’t gonna kill him.”

  “She might try to breed with him.”

  “Not until your scent wears off she won’t.” Valic’s quiet voice finally got through to her.

  “Okay, I’m on board. Let me down.”

  Dropping her unceremoniously to her feet, Valic stepped forward to steady her. He was angry and mumbling under his breath. She made out something about Dark getting himself dead if he touched her again.

  Smoothing one hand down her new clan mate’s arm, she stated quietly. Everything’s going to be alright. Dark is trying to keep me alive and in one piece.” Turning to her brother she asked. “You saw her on the security feed?”

  “She looks small like us. She might be just a teen. I hate having to kill a youngster. Then again she sure as hell didn’t mind killing our drones, so there’s that.”

  “If she’s younger, smaller maybe she’ll be easier to neutralize.”

  “That’s what I was thinking. We kept the other women hidden from her scans. Some of the warriors are going to smuggle them to the training vessel once she’s clear of the area.”

  “You fucking liar. You’re going to shove all of us on the training vessel and send us away.”

  “You always were the smart one, Em.”

  “I’d not leaving Haroc.” Jerking her to the side, he spat. “You will do as you’re told.”

  The both startled at the sound of dozens of Maruvian laser pistols charging all at the same time. Swiveling her head around, she saw they were all trained on Dark. Shaking her head, her frustrated voice rang out. “You have got to learn to keep your hands to yourself. Maruvian warriors don’t see things the way we do.”

  “Fine.’ Pulling his hands off her, he stepped back.

  Valic stepped forward, totally ignoring Dark. “What are your orders, my queen.”

  “We work my brother’s plan. Get the other women on board the ship and get them the hell out of here. Then we battled it out on board this ship. I claim the right of conquest against the new queen.”

  Dark looked around Valic’s large body. “Wait, what the fuck does that even mean.”

  “It means either she dies or I do.”

  “Ain’t that flipping great.”

  Moving through the ship, Ember activated the shield which was still on the sleeve of her uniform. Pulling out the her diminutive queen weapon, she allowed Dark and Valic to keep her between them. Just outside the docking ring to the other ship was a bit of a bottleneck. Ember fought along with Valic and Dark, aiming mostly for legs and arms.

  Dark muttered, “Your aim sucks, Em.”

  “Stop shooting them in the freaking head, Dark. These drones are going home with us, if you don’t somehow managed to kill every single one of them.”

  Valic supplied the missing piece of information helpfully. “Our brethren serve violent queens only reluctantly. They will change allegiances the first opportunity that arises.”

  Ember had noticed something interesting. The enemy drones were firing at everyone but her. Moving before anyone could stop her, she stepped out from behind a bulkhead. Shoving her gun in her pocket. Feeling a soft rush of hair one moment, Valic was beside her the next, slipping a protective wing around her.

  “Stop fighting us. I rule here and I hereby lay claim to you. If you join us I would be willing to take you with us to our new home world in this sector of space.”

  To her relief the weapons all drifted downwards. One male wearing a uniform much like Valic’s stepped forward. “Who are you?”

  Making it up as she went, she stated with authority. “I am the queen of this vessel, and this is my mate. I have need of new drones, since you’ve been shooting mine. Will you submit?”

  The males all dropped to one knee in a strange pose, with one arm across their chest and the other touching the floor in front with them with splayed fingers.

  Valic nodded. It is a vow of loyalty. It is sincere, since no one forced them to their knee.”

  Stepping forward, she asked. “What is your name?”

  “I am Lodar, my new queen. What are your demands?”

  “We have many queens. I wish you to assist us in moving them to your ship and then you will take them to safety. I will provide coordinates.”

  “How many is many?”

  “Over a hundred and fifty. They are brides for your brethren and must arrive at the new home world unharmed.” Ember looked into the man’s face. If there was one thing she had discovered about drones, it was that their default programing was following orders given by a woman. This drone was no different.

  “I will protect them with my life.”

  Dargon came running into the room, his growling voice rang out. “I have retrieved the females. They must board quickly.” He raced around and began nudging frightened women forward by banging his snout into th
eir rears.

  Ember ran over and grabbed him by one of his ears, pulling him back. “Sorry about that, he’s still learning social skills and stuff like that.”

  Trying to tug his large ear from her hand, he muttered. “I am trying to save their lives, one beautiful queen at a time. Let me go. They need me.”

  Squatting down, she took his face between her hands. “No they don’t. I need you. You’re my sentinel and I’m a jealous queen. You protect me, not them.”

  Dargon’s face lit up and he licked her up the side of the face. Dang, that was the second time she fell for that.

  Valic conferred with Lodar and they disengaged the docking clamp and flew away at maximum speed. Ember stood up and looked around at the remaining drones. “This is it then, we close in on her and take her down.”

  Valic shook his head. “You are but one queen.”

  “Then we’ll have to be smart about it. Scan for the queen and for Haroc. Has she found him yet?”

  “She has him in the arena. Every Maruvian vessel has an area dedicated to spectacles. Our queens typically use the space to demonstrate their superiority over drones by forcing us to fight one another. The victor always faces off against the queen. It is a death sentence. The space is also used to torture those who displease the queen. I fear the young queen plans to abuse and humiliate him as an example to the new drones she has claimed.”

  “Well, screw that. Let’s go.”

  “Use your brain, Em. This might be her way of luring you out into the open.”

  “It’s a good plan, cause it working.”

  Stomping off after Valic, Ember’s brain clicked through her options. She had very few. Images of the fight with the fully matured Maruvian queen flashed through her mind. It was nothing short of horrific. She would fight for Haroc but the lashes were going to make wining highly improbable.

  Making a quick motion with her hand for Dark to come closer, she whispered. “The thing that worries me the most is the lashes. It will be like fighting an octopus.”

  “Agreed. Want me to work around behind her and see if can disable them?”