Trinity. Grace Goodwin
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our cocks to awaken to The One, it was crucial we could satisfy our female when the time came. Once a cock was awakened, it would rule a male, drive him to fuck his mate hard and often. Failing to bring a mate her pleasure was a great dishonor, and every male’s greatest fear.
Until my body awakened, I was solely a vessel for work, not pleasure.
“Yes,” Nial replied. “Well, how could I resist?” His own laughter made me smile, his obvious happiness with his mate coming through loud and clear. Being Prillon, he wouldn’t have had a dormant cock like an unmated Aleran male, but I had no doubt the first sight of his matched mate had made his cock rise and, most likely, had yet to go down.
“Not to distract, Nial, but who is Trinity? And what problem?”
“Yes. That.” He cleared his throat. “As I said, I am sending three women to Alera. They are to be protected with your life. Do you understand? Every resource you can bring to bear, every friend, every weapon and loyalty you owe me is to be given to these females from Earth. They must be guarded at all costs.”
My mind raced. Women from Earth? Coming to Alera? With Prime Nial’s personal protection?
“It will be my honor,” I told him. “I give you my word. But I don’t understand. Who are they? And why are females from Earth coming here?”
Earth was a primitive planet, not yet a full member of the Interstellar Coalition. They were probationary members, and wouldn’t have been contacted for another century, at least, if not for the Hive threat so close to them. I had not even heard of an Earth female being matched through the Interstellar Brides Program to a male from Alera.
Nial’s mate must have been listening, because she answered my question. “They’re from Earth, Leo, which means they’re mine. My people. They need to be protected. Okay?”
I answered in her strange Earth slang. “Okay. I give you my word as well. I will protect them with my life.”
“Thank god.” There she went again, thanking a male deity while all in divinity knew the creator was feminine. Strange creatures, Earthlings. “Now, about Trin’s problem, she’s got some kind of mating fever, like an Atlan, but not exactly. She almost killed some poor guy back home, sucked him dry, you know?”
What the fuck was this female talking about? How did a small, soft, gentle female suck a man to death? Did Jessica mean this Trinity female sucked an Earth male’s cock too hard? Were Earth males so weak that they’d die from something I’d heard was extremely pleasurable? Was this Earth female too good at the task? I palmed my cock through my pants, wondering what it would feel like to have a hot, wet mouth taking me deep.
“No. I do not,” I answered, for I was completely confused. My cock didn’t stir at the thought, but I was curious.
Nial interrupted. “Trinity’s got Aleran Ardor. Don’t ask me to explain how a female from Earth has this condition, because I’m not able. The human males don’t have enough energy to sate her body’s growing lust without dying, so I’ve asked Lord Jax to send a few guards as well as a—what did he call it?“
“A consort,” his mate answered. “Someone she can have hot sex with so she can calm down. He better be really good, Nial. This consort better have the moves of a Chippendale dancer and the cock of a stallion because I can’t just hand her over like a prize to some freakshow alien who’s not worthy.”
My brows raised in shock. I had no idea what a Chippendale was, nor whether a stallion had a big cock or not. I had to assume it was large. Mine was, running down my thigh, snug in my uniform pants. And that wasn’t even hard. Would an Earth female require more to be satisfied? Their soldiers in the ReCon teams were not overly large. Perhaps their females’ anatomy was strange, made to accommodate extremely well-endowed males.
But no. I had seen Earth members of ReCon in the cleansing units—and for the most part—been less than impressed with the sizes of their cocks. Alerans were much, much larger.
The use of a consort was not an uncommon practice. Older males who had lost a mate did not lose their physical ability to lay with females of our species. In young, wealthy families in particular, when a female’s Ardor began, and she did not want to interview males for a mate, she would utilize the services of a consort.
They were not cheap, yet I had heard the females were well-satisfied. In fact, the consort’s value to the royal families was so high that widowed males often petitioned one of the noble houses for comfort and protection in exchange for their services.
Consorts were rare. Expensive. And not normally on formal standby for alien females to fuck on demand.
Who were these three females?
“Leo? You there?”
“Yes.”
“Can you get to the transport center? Lord Thordis Jax is sending the consort and five of his personal guards to meet them. Their arrival is to be kept a secret. No one can know who they are or where they came from.”
While I knew they came from Earth, I had no idea who they were. It would be an easy task to fulfill. “Understood. Does Lord Jax know you have contacted me?”
Nial laughed again, and if I’d been close enough, I would have punched him in the shoulder as I’d done in years past. “Of course not. I know him, but I don’t know his family. I don’t know his guards. I don’t trust them, not the way I do you. I don’t trust anyone fully in this, no one but you. Keep the women safe. Make sure Trinity gets her Ardor under control, and then help the females do whatever they need to do on Alera. Help them. No questions.”
“I give you my word.”
“Keep them alive.”
“Is someone trying to kill them?”
“Yes. And I do not want them to be found. That is all you need to know.”
Strange. But I was a soldier, well-used to taking orders. I was not going to argue or ask questions, especially not with the leader of the galaxy asking me for a personal favor. “I’ll be at the transport center in an hour.”
“Hey, Leo?” Jessica’s voice had changed, gone deeper, sultry. “When you run into them, they won’t trust you, so we’re using Trinity’s favorite food as a code word. Strawberry ice-cream. Got it? You say that and she’ll know I sent you.”
“Yes, my lady.”
“Good,” Nial said. “One more thing, Leo. If Lord Jax betrays me, kill him.”
Fuck. The Jax family was extremely wealthy and powerful, and the Prime of Prillon had just given me permission to murder their prodigal son. Who were these humans? And who was going to come looking for them here? On Alera?
Who was irrelevant. They were mine to protect, so I would. “Understood.”
“Thank you. One hour.” The strange buzzing in my head ceased, leaving me with nothing but the quiet songs of the night insects and the pounding of my own pulse in my ears. Three females from Earth, one who needed to be fucked, and soon. Not my usual guard duty, but I was up for the task. I shifted my cock in my uniform pants. No, I wasn’t up for it, but the consort would be.
3
Trinity, Planet Alera, Mytikas City, Transport Room
I staggered on the transport pad as the cold faded from my bones, the pinprick pain of dead limbs coming back to life making me want to curl up in a ball and cry. Glancing at Faith and Destiny, I could tell they were having the same miserable sensations.
“Okay?” I asked.
They nodded, wiggled their arms, rolled their heads in circles to loosen their neck muscles.
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