Trinity. Grace Goodwin
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were big. Not Atlan big like the guard on Earth, but they gave lumberjacks a run for their money.
Grim gazes of six Aleran males stared at us.
“Welcome to Alera,” one of them said.
God, Alera. We really were here. I looked behind me. A wall. Yeah, not Earth. There was no going back now since we were light years away. Not time zones, but a galaxy stood between us and the only life we’d ever known. We were in our own sci-fi movie, and I wasn’t Princess Leia. I bit my lip, a little freaked out.
Alera.
It must have been the transport that had muddled my emotions because I was strangely on the verge of tears. What a damn mess. This morning, I was heading off to work and now we were on Alera trying to find our kidnapped mother. And that wasn’t all. Everyone in this room expected me to fuck a stranger tonight. Now. An alien. A male I’d never met and might never see again.
Talk about romantic… not. I wasn’t a virgin, but I didn’t fuck strangers either. I’d never had a one-night stand, never was into casual. No friends with benefits. If my body wasn’t such a screaming mess, I’d send the gigolo—no, consort—on his way and focus on finding my mother.
And this consort? The guy I was supposed to get naked and horizontal with as soon as humanly possible? It was pretty obvious who he was. The other five wore identical uniforms and stood a step behind him. The consort was attractive, muscular, and at least twenty years older than me. He looked like he was about fifty with dark hair and streaks of gray at the temples. He wore a nice suit of some kind. Navy blue. His shoulders were broad and his eyes were kind. That would help. Thank god this whole Ardor thing only happened once. Like losing my virginity with an alien bang. Once the Ardor was over, I could go about my business. Settle down later. I’d be fine. If I survived this without dying of embarrassment.
“Ladies, I am Cassander of the Jax family. It is my pleasure to serve.” The consort bowed low at the waist and swept his arms out to include the guards. “These fine warriors are loyal servants of Jax. We are at your service.”
His voice was deep. Assured. Calm.
Maybe fucking him would be more like a gyno visit. Efficient. Gentle. Fast.
Over.
If I’d met the consort on the street, I would have thought he looked great for his age. He was huge, just like the guards surrounding him, but markedly older. A silver fox, my mother would have said.
The guards however, were younger. Dressed for duty, their dark uniforms fit to every curve and bulge of muscle and… other things. I looked away quickly and found Destiny watching me.
“Too bad you can’t get it on with one of the guards. Holy hotness.”
“Shut up.” As a comeback, it was pathetic. As in second grade pathetic. But it was all I had at the moment.
“Leave her alone. Let’s get Trin’s sexy times done so we can do what we came here to do.” Faith crossed her arms as she stepped down off the transport and walked up to the guard closest to her. “I assume we aren’t expected to stay in this transport station.”
“Of course not. We have secured accommodations for the night. We are to remain on guard until Consort Cassander is no longer needed.” The guard bowed slightly, but more a bow of respect to a lady than respect to a superior. My shoulders relaxed and a bit of the tension left my spine. Good. These guys were here, following orders, but they had absolutely no idea who we were. Prime Nial had kept his word.
I doubted we looked like royalty. Hell, my shirt was on inside out. I had to wonder if Cassander even found me appealing. Would he want to have sex with me? When was the last time I’d shaved my legs?
But wait. What? “Until he’s no longer needed?”
I looked at the consort, who was watching me, his gaze roaming my body. The professional interest I’d read in his eyes before had changed to something more. Something I didn’t care for at the moment. Lust. Eagerness. I had become a random piece of ass and it was his job to tap it.
Great. Just great.
“It depends on the female, my lady,” Cassander replied. “Some require two days of my attention. Some as many as four. Only you will know when all your needs have been met. I promise I will meet every one of them.”
Gag. My need was to get away from this guy and fast.
“Jesus, Trin. Four days? We don’t have time for that,” Destiny said, always blunt. Unfortunately, she was right. Or fortunately, because if I had to get it on with this guy, I wanted it to be one and done. Like in one hour. Not four fricking days.
“What happens if I leave after one day, even if I don’t feel—satisfied? What happens?”
He looked shocked, as if he’d never been asked that before. What? Obviously, everyone else wanted to just lounge in bed having sex for days on end. Not me.
Shit. When I thought of it that way, it did sound insane. What woman in their right mind didn’t want to do nothing but fuck… again and again? This consort’s entire job was to make sure I was satisfied in every possible way. That meant this would be me time. Anything and everything I wanted.
I’d just have to keep my eyes closed and pretend I actually wanted him to be… touching me. As if he could read my mind—and was insulted—he straightened and puffed out his chest. Great. Even consorts had easily wounded male egos. “If you leave before you are fully sated, your relief will only be temporary. You will quickly return to your former state,” he said, his voice full of reassurance.
“How quickly?” If I had a few weeks, we could find Mother and move on. Maybe I could even find a man I liked and wanted to get naked with to finish the job.
“Within hours, or so I’ve been told.” He tilted his head and I suddenly felt as if I was being pandered to. Obviously, he’d never left a female unsatisfied. Permanently. “I will take very good care of you. You have my word.”
Damn. I’d just have to hope I was a one-day kind of girl. But I suspected I was more likely the four-day variety. “Let’s go, then.”
I must not have looked overly excited about it—which was pretty much how I felt—because Faith put her hand out to stop me. “Wait.”
“What?” I asked, wanting to get this over with so we could get on with finding Mother.
“You don’t have to go with him. God, this is ridiculous. Why would you go off with a guy you don’t like and have sex? It’s just… weird. Wrong. There’s five other guys. The second one’s cute.”
The guards glanced at each other, most likely trying to figure out which one of them was the ‘second one.’
“She’s right, Trin,” Destiny added. “It’s like getting your v-card punched. Don’t just do it to get it over with.”
I rolled my eyes, then leaned toward Faith. Destiny stepped closer so we were in a huddle. “Imagine using your vibrator and you’re close, really, really, close to coming. Riding the edge… and the batteries die.”
Destiny made a funny whimper sound. We might all still live at home, but we were full-grown adults. We had vibrators and boyfriends and sex and real lives.
“That’s what I feel like. All. The. Time.”
Faith bit her lip and gave me a look of pity. “Then pick one. There are six guys. One of them’s got to be appealing to your hysterical Va-Jay-Jay.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I stroked my hand down Faith’s long hair and we turned as a unit to stare at the men. All six of them. The consort was appealing, but not appealing enough. Destiny was right, the second guard was really hot.
The consort looked irritated now, as if we were not only insulting him, but were idiots as well. “With all due respect, ladies, the guards will not be able to service you as you need.