“Captain Mills?”
“I’m fine, Commander. But I’m not leaving her side until she has been medically cleared.”
He eyed the duo, then me. “I can’t blame you. Within hours of arrival, I sent your mate on a dangerous mission that nearly got her killed. I understand your need to protect her—”
“All due respect, Commander, but you don’t. Not yet. Not until you have a mate of your own.” Dorian stepped forward slightly, placing his hand on my arm as if he was protecting me from the commander. I expected the Prillon to take offense, but he seemed to understand the caveman maneuver, even sympathize with Dorian’s primitive nature. He was a good man. A great leader. And I wondered why he didn’t have a mate.
Commander Karter bowed slightly, just the slightest tilt of his hips, to me, not to my mates. “Lady Mills, based on the standard black on your collars, I see you have yet to claim these two as your mates.”
I flushed hotly then. While he no doubt knew we’d fucked like rabbits that first night, the collars didn’t lie about the lack of an official Prillon claiming. He knew what was required since he was Prillon himself. Seth and Dorian had to fuck me at the same time, to spill their seed in me. Only then would the collars change color and complete the match. It was like saying wedding vows, except for the fact I was going to have two cocks deep inside me. There was no going back. And unlike Earth, there was no divorce.
Seth and Dorian remained silent.
“Forty-eight hours, fighters. I don’t want to see the three of you before then. I don’t want reports from your supervisors telling me you’ve answered a mission ping. As far as I’m concerned, you’re on leave. And as for your mate’s role within the command center, I need her back at her post, healthy and happy, as soon as possible.”
“All due respect, Commander, but I don’t want my mate going on any more missions.” Seth’s voice was cold as ice.
I opened my mouth to protest, but the commander beat me to it. “The Hive set one trap. There could be more. She saved the entire battlegroup. She saved your lives as well.”
“Yes, sir, but that doesn’t mean I want her in any further danger,” Seth said. The hand about my waist tightened and he turned us around, led us out of the transport room.
“If I need her, she goes. There’s only one way she sits on my bridge, Captain. You know the rules as well as I do.”
“Yes, we do.” That was Dorian, and he was grinning. What the hell had just happened?
“And, Captains?” We turned slightly, to look at the commander. He pointed toward us. “Get those damned collars the right color.”
I’d thought I’d blushed before, but now I felt like my face was on fire. Nothing like your boss telling you to go get double penetrated by two hot, sexy mates.
Dorian flanked my other side. I felt small, sheltered and a little clueless. “What did Karter mean?” I asked.
“That he wants us to fuck you until you’re well and truly claimed,” Dorian said. “Until our collars turn gold.” He was so calm and even-toned about it, I would have expected him to be speaking of dinner or the weather—even though there was no weather on a battleship.
I rolled my eyes and Seth saw the action, grinned. “Not that, the other thing.”
Dorian nodded to someone who passed, then we turned a corner, went down another corridor. “About you going on missions?”
“Yes,” I replied, making sure he didn’t go into more detail about how they were going to claim me, like who was going to take my pussy and who was going to take my ass. I didn’t care which was which, and wondering what they would do was…exciting.
“As commander, Karter’s hands are tied about sending the most skilled team on a mission. He’ll risk any asset at his disposal to save his crew, to defeat the Hive.”
“Right,” I said, trying to prod him along. Why did he have to be so damned patient?
Perhaps Seth sensed my irritation, because he continued for Dorian. “There’s only one thing that will make it impossible for you to be sent out again.”
“And what’s that?”
“If you’re pregnant. They’ll risk soldiers. Officers. Entire ship crews, but the Coalition never risks its children. They are the one thing every warrior here fights to protect.”
I slowed at his words, but they kept going and stopped a few steps ahead of me.
“So you’re going to try to get me pregnant in the next two days so I can, what? Be chained to a desk?”
Dorian walked over, tipped up my chin so I had to look into his light eyes. “That is what the commander spoke of, not what we intend. Come, we will talk about breeding you in our quarters.”
I sputtered at that. “Breeding? I’m not a damn cow.”
Dorian grinned and took my hand. Seth winked.
I felt their lightheartedness through the collars and realized they weren’t serious.
Once we were in our quarters and the door slid closed behind us, I crossed my arms over my chest and tapped my foot. Waited. “This better be good.”
“We’ve talked about a baby before,” Seth began. He worked at the clasp of his thigh holster, took it off. “Hell, we’ve come deep in your pussy enough that you might be pregnant now.”
My inner walls clenched at the truth of it. Shit. I hadn’t been thinking about babies or anything else the first few times we’d been together, although it was always a possibility. But then, I never dreamed I’d be back out in space, on an op, risking my life again either. Desk jockey, that’s what I’d expected. But now Commander Karter offered me so much more. For the first time since meeting my mates, I felt torn in two.
Dorian held up his hand as I opened my mouth to speak. “You decided when you first arrived that you were ready to make a baby.”
“That was before I was called back up. Before Karter found out what I used to do.”
“Exactly,” Seth said, setting his ion pistol and holster on the table. “Things are different now. You’re not just our mate. You have an important job, one that Karter will need on future missions. One that saves lives.”
The end of that was said with almost a snarl. I sensed he wasn’t happy about me going off on missions, but he didn’t outright say no. Not like the two of them had when they discovered my rank and experience.
“You need to decide, Chloe, what you want. If you want to work with the commander and the I.C., then that’s your call. We won’t stop you.”
That stopped me. My brain literally stalled. “What are you saying? That the two of you will let me go off on top secret missions?”
“We don’t want you volunteering for them, no,” Seth admitted. He turned his head, looked at me straight on. “But if Karter thinks you’re the best for the job at hand, then, yes. Of course, you’ll go. But we won’t stop fucking you. No way, sweetheart, but we’ll take you right now to the med unit to get the birth control shot. We can wait until you’re ready.”
I flicked my gaze to Dorian, who nodded in agreement.
I’d told them I loved them. They knew it. Felt it. But now, with Seth’s admission, I felt so much more. It was as if I were the Grinch and my heart grew bigger and bigger.
Tears slipped down my cheeks and I furiously wiped them away. Clearing my throat, I didn’t know what to say. “I, um…yeah.”
“Yes, you want the shot?” Dorian asked.
I nodded, then shook my head, not sure which to do. This was all so crazy.
“I volunteered to be a bride so I could leave Earth. I didn’t fit in anymore. I didn’t belong there. I had zero intention of returning to the I.C. I mean, you saw Bruvan. You can see why I had no plan or even a thought of doing so. But I’m not going to be happy gathering wool either.”
Dorian looked confused by the human slang. He leaned against the table and crossed his ankles. Seth tugged out a chair, sat down. I stood before them, letting it all out. This was the right time. There weren’t any more secrets to be kept—the mission had resolved that problem—and Karter had given us
two days off.
“So when we first talked about having a baby, I wanted it. Then things went crazy and to be honest, I hadn’t thought about a baby—making one or having one—at all. I mean, did you think about breeding me while we were in the thick of battle?”
Seth’s jaw clenched. “Besides dealing with the clusterfuck, I wanted you safe. Not just you, everyone on the mission.”
“I don’t know what a clusterfuck is,” Dorian added. “But, no, a baby wasn’t at the top of my mind. I was pretty much making sure our ship didn’t get blown to bits.”
“So before you fill me up with any more cum,” I replied, staring at Seth and using his own words. “I think you should know what I’m thinking now.”
They waited.
“I want to work with Commander Karter. I can’t just sit idly by and let the Hive win, not when I can help. I want to go out on missions when Karter thinks I’m needed. Just like you, I have a job to do here. I can’t do nothing. More warriors will die if I don’t help. I’m not okay with that. I can’t live with that.”
“Do you think you would have come to this on your own if Karter hadn’t figured out who you were?” Dorian asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe. I wasn’t happy on Earth. I’ve seen too much, done too much for the Fleet to go back to a normal life.”
“What are you saying?” Seth asked.
I sighed. “I want to keep working, but I also want a baby. Now. I’ll stay onboard, stick to the command deck while I’m pregnant, but when I’m fit for duty again, I want to go. But only if you’ll be there for the baby. All the babies we might have. Just like Dorian is your second, Seth, I need to know you’ll both be there for our children if anything happens to me.”
I felt fear and pain, frustration and love all swirled together through the collars.
“This is unorthodox,” Dorian said, slowly shaking his head. I sensed his amazement. “Three Coalition fighters.”
Seth stood, came over to me, tucked my hair behind my ear. His eyes met mine. “You have my word, as a father and a Coalition fighter, Dorian and I will be there for any children we might have.”
Dorian moved to stand beside me. I was almost surrounded and it felt so good. “Prillon honor, mate. You have my vow as well.”
Seth exhaled harshly. “I’m not keen on you heading out on a mission anytime soon. I need a little while to get used to it, to settle my nerves. So here’s what we’re going to do.”
“Uh oh. Mr. Dominant is coming out,” I joked.
He grinned, but his voice deepened into that tone that made my panties wet and my nipples harden. “We’re going to fuck you, sweetheart, for the next two days. By the time you head back to the commend deck, you’ll be setting off all the med sensors.”
I laughed at that. “Cocky, much?”
“Speaking of cocks,” he replied and I rolled my eyes.
“You want a baby, mate, we’ll give you one. But first,” Dorian lifted a hand to my collar. “I want this to be golden. I need to claim you, to make our bond official and unbreakable. I need you, Chloe.” He took my chin between his fingers and turned my head so I had to look up at him. “While Seth is your primary mate, the collars, the claiming, is my custom.” Dorian glanced at Seth who gave him a quick nod to continue. “Do you accept Seth’s claim, mate? Do you give yourself to him and me as your second freely, or do you wish to choose another primary mate?”
They looked to me with a hint of vulnerability. This was the moment I could destroy our bond. Sever it. I could deny the match. Refuse Seth and I’d be matched to another. I didn’t want that and ruled it out immediately. It had been instantaneous, the connection. I wanted it to be stronger, not gone.
“Seth, if we were on Earth, I’d say I do and you’d give me a gorgeous ring. But we’re not on Earth and I’d probably cut someone with a big rock on my finger. Neither is me. I’m here with you, between you both, because I am proud to accept both of you as my mates. There is no second. Only the two of you. Mine.”
Dorian’s hand cupped my hip, squeezed. “I claim you in the rite of naming. You are mine and I shall kill any other warrior who dares touch you.”
“I agree,” Seth added. “I’m one possessive fucker and no one will harm you. Touch you. Even look your way with desire.”
I couldn’t help but smile, knew this moment was the closest thing to a wedding I was going to get. I stood before them in my uniform, all black, but no armor. Since I wasn’t going on a mission, it hadn’t been necessary.
“So how does this work? The, um, claiming?”
The men’s gazes went all primitive and hot.
“We fuck you together,” Dorian said. “As primary mate, Seth will choose which tight hole he wants to claim.”
Seth’s hands moved to the hem of my shirt and started to tug it up. “She just said there’s no primary mate.”
“Aren’t you the Dominant here?” Dorian asked, brow raised. “Then act like it.”
Seth’s casual stance, his easy smile, slipped. He stepped back, leaving me with my shirt bunched up beneath my arms.
“Dorian’s right,” Seth said, his voice clear. He pointed to the entry. “Behind that door, I’m in charge. Strip, mate. Show us what belongs to us.”
Oh yeah, there was the version of Seth that got me all hot and bothered. I licked my suddenly dry lips as Dorian stepped back and moved to lean against the table again. He crossed his arms over his chest, watchful. Seth might be in charge, but Dorian got off on watching me submit.
I finished working my shirt off, let it slip from my fingers and fall to the floor. Seth just twirled his finger in the air to indicate that I continue, but his gaze roved over the bare skin I was slowly exposing.
Only when I was finally naked did they move. And when they did, I found myself tossed over Seth’s shoulder and carried to the bed where I was unceremoniously dropped on it. I bounced up and I scrambled to my knees.
“Ah, just where we want you.” Seth began to undo the front of his pants, Dorian not far behind.
With their cocks out—the rest of them completely covered in their uniforms—it reminded me of my place, at least here in bed. I was the one who took the commands, who did what I was told without question. And without words, I knew exactly what they expected. Shuffling forward, I bent down and gripped Dorian’s cock with my fist as I took Seth’s into my mouth. They both groaned as I began to work them, Dorian as I slid my snug grip up and down, collecting his pre-cum with a swipe of my thumb, and Seth as I swirled my tongue over the flared crown.
“Good girl, Chloe. Get us ready to claim you.”
I didn’t stop, but based on the fact that they were like steel beams in my hand and mouth, I had to question how much more ready they needed to be.
After a minute, I switched, taking Dorian as deep as I could as I worked Seth’s cock, my saliva making my grip slide so well. They felt differently against my tongue, tasted differently and I loved both their flavors. I had no idea they each had their own fucking style.
“Enough,” Dorian growled, tugging gently on my hair to pull me off of him. “Turn around, on hands and knees.”
I licked my lips, glanced up at them through my lashes, saw their cheeks flushed, their muscles tense. Their eyes were darker, heated, predatory. And I was their prey. Turning slowly, I settled into the position they wanted. I knew, when I heard not a sound, not even breathing, that they were staring at my upturned bottom. With my knees parted as they’d instructed before, my pussy and trained ass were completely exposed.
“You’ve taken the training plugs, mate, and we’ve opened that ass up for our cocks. But none of the plugs are as big as we are. It’s going to be a tight fit.” Dorian only stated fact, one that I already knew, I’d mentally prepared for.
I clenched my inner muscles at the thought. The first day I was here, we’d fucked and their cocks had stretched my pussy. I knew it was going to be hard going with a cock going deep into my ass. And it wasn’t just that, I
’d have a second one in my pussy as well.
“I’m ready,” I breathed, wiggling my hips.
I felt the slide of a finger over my slick folds. “Yes, we can see that you are,” Seth added. “While your pussy’s dripping wet, we need to get this virgin ass all slick too. We don’t want to hurt you.”
The slick lube was coated over my tight opening. Fingers began to circle and press, working it in. More was collected, added as my body opened for the tip of it to enter, to spread the cool gel. At the same time one of my mates was preparing my ass, the other reached around and cupped my breasts, played with them, tugged and pinched my nipples.
It wasn’t long before I was squirming, shifting my hips to take more of the fingertip in my ass. I was ready for more.
I didn’t have to say anything, but a cock nudged my pussy and slid in deep, as if it knew exactly where it wanted to be. Deep inside of me.
I tossed my head back and moaned. I recognized the cock as Seth’s. He was more demanding, rougher in his fucking. And his thumb slid in even deeper so I was penetrated in both holes.
“Almost ready, sweetheart.”
He wasn’t planning on staying in my pussy. I knew he’d be the one to fuck my ass for the claiming. He was just warming me up, making me as hot and close to orgasm as I could be before they both worked their way into me.
I’d been right. Within a minute, Seth pulled completely from my body and Dorian stopped playing with my breasts. Dorian tugged his shirt over his head, pushed his pants down over his hips and moved to sprawl across the bed, his knees bent and his feet touching the floor.
“Crawl on over here, mate.” His head was turned and his pale eyes met mine. He was ready. The way his cock pointed toward the ceiling, long and thick, I imagined all of it deep inside me. The quick warm-up of Seth’s cock only made me needier than ever. I carefully climbed over him, eager to straddle his lean hips. Lifting up, I got his cock beneath me, right where it wanted to be.
I looked to Seth, knowing he was in charge.
“That’s a good girl. Take him deep. Fuck him. Ride him until you’re almost ready to come. Then stop.”
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