I heard Zane moving and bit my lip to keep myself from crying out to him to hurry up. The warriors hidden behind the dark screens began the chant I remembered from the simulation at the bride processing center and my entire body was electric with memories. I was about to cry with frustration when Dare lifted me completely off my feet and sat me down on top of Zane. My mate was lying on his back and I was now straddling his thighs, his huge cock pressed to my clit in the front and I rolled my hips, trying to rub along his hard length. Strong hands clamped onto my thighs, careful of the bruise I still carried from Harbart’s evil, and I knew then, in that moment, that my mates would never hurt me, never leave me, never cheat on me or take me for granted.
Zane’s deep voice, his words rumbled up through me from his chest. “Do you accept my claim, mate? Do you give yourself to me and my second freely, or do you wish to choose another primary mate?”
“I accept your claim, warriors.” The moment I said the words, Dare stepped close again and I realized he was behind me, ready to take me from behind as I rode Zane, taking his huge cock deep.
“Then we claim you in the rite of naming. You are mine and I shall kill any other warrior who dares to touch you.”
“I love you, Hannah. Always.” Dare pressed his lips to the side of my face as the voices I’d heard chanting earlier answered him in a ritual sounding chorus of male voices.
“May the gods witness and protect you.”
I had less than a second to swoon and go soft for Dare’s declaration before Zane pulled me forward for a kiss. Dare took advantage of the situation and spread my cheeks to insert the lube in my ass as Zane fucked my mouth with his tongue. He placed my hands behind my back and held them there with one of his own; the other was free to pull on my ass, lifting it into the air for Dare to play.
Zane stole my air as Dare slid three fingers inside me and another below, finger fucking me and rubbing my clit at the same time. He rubbed his pre-cum on my ass cheek and the magical substance sank into my skin and heated my blood until it felt like lava flowing in my veins.
I was on the edge of an orgasm, riding Dare’s fingers with wild abandon until Zane wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and gently pulled. “Not until you have permission, mate.”
His command drove me higher and I whimpered. I knew the NPU was recording this for the bride program. I knew that there were at least a half dozen men watching and I didn’t care. I wanted my mates to fuck me, fill me, make me theirs forever.
Dare’s hands left me and Zane held me perfectly still, an empty, aching mess.
I considered arguing with my men, as Anne had done, telling them to hurry, ordering them about so I could feel the burn of their hard strikes on my bare ass, but I knew that was not what Zane wanted. He didn’t want me to push him; he wanted me to give him everything.
His voice was soft, almost a whisper below me. “Tell me what you want, Hannah.”
“You.” That single word was a soul-deep confession, a complete surrender. “I want you. I want Dare.”
He brought me back down until my lips were touching his, but not kissing. Contact. Nothing more. “Why?”
Why? “Because I love you, Zane. I love you. I love you both.”
He crushed my lips to his and lifted my hips. Dare reached between us and placed Zane’s cock at the opening of my pussy and Zane, mouth still locked to mine, lowered me onto his shaft with a shudder that racked his entire body.
Behind me, Dare stroked my ass with tender hands. “Are you ready for me, love?”
“Yes.” God, yes. I was ready.
Dare pushed into me slowly, stretching me until I thought I would scream. As I panted, Zane kissed my cheeks and chin, my lips and nose and reached down to pull on my ass cheeks, spreading me wide for my second lover to fill me up.
I groaned at the double penetration, the tight feel of both men filling me.
When they were both fully seated, I reached up and gripped Zane’s hair in tight fists, eager for them to move, for Zane to let me come. I needed him to give me permission. I needed my master to set me free.
Zane’s hands ran up and down my back, petting me, soothing the pain, loving me. I stopped trying to guess what they would do next and simply laid my cheek down over Zane’s heart, content to let him take me wherever he wanted me to go.
They alternated their thrusts, one filling me deep as the other retreated, lighting up nerves in my pussy and ass where I bit my lip to hold back. My orgasm didn’t belong to me. It belonged to my men.
“I love you, Hannah Johnson from Earth.” Zane’s words brought tears to my eyes and I turned to press a kiss over his heart. When I did, his hips jerked below me and I cried out at the exquisite pleasure-pain of his thrust. With Dare’s huge cock in my ass, and Zane’s huge cock in my pussy, I was split open, spread wide and claimed.
He thrust again and Dare pulled out of my ass just barely before pushing back in. I whimpered, waiting for my master, waiting to please him.
“Come for me, Hannah. Make me yours forever.”
I came on his command, lost in the sensations pulsing through my body and through the collars that connected us as one. I felt the heat of it, knew even through my blindfold that my collar had changed colors.
They fucked me until I couldn’t breathe, until my body had nothing left, until I’d come so many times, so hard that I couldn’t move.
And I loved every minute of it.
The End
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Assigned a Mate
When a potential threat against her life forces Eva Daily to seek shelter on another world, she has only one option available to her. She must offer herself to the Interstellar Bride Program. After a deeply humiliating assessment of her suitability, Eva will be assigned a mate and transported to his world to become his bride.
Upon arriving on the desert planet Trion, Eva soon learns that things are quite different than she is used to on Earth. Her assigned mate, the powerful, handsome High Councilor Tark, makes it clear that she will be expected to submit to him completely, and she quickly discovers that disobedience will earn her a painful, embarrassing spanking on her bare bottom.
An intimate examination from her new mate leaves Eva blushing crimson, but to her surprise Tark’s mastery of her body arouses her beyond anything she could have ever imagined. Soon enough she finds herself naked, bound, and unable to resist the urge to beg for more as his skillful lovemaking brings her to one shattering climax after another.
It doesn’t take long, however, for Eva to realize that there is much more to Tark than just a dominant brute who will not hesitate to take his misbehaving wife over his knee and redden her bare bottom thoroughly. But just as her passion for him begins to blossom into love, events back on Earth threaten to tear her away from him forever. Can Eva find a way to remain at Tark’s side and in his bed, or will she be left with nothing but memories of the man who has claimed both her body and her heart?
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Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
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