“Not funny. Sexy.”
She must have seen the sexual threat in his eyes because she took a few steps back before remembering to scowl at him. “We’re going to have to get a few things straight, buddy. Because taking someone’s table in a bar doesn’t amount to any…ownership.”
“Let’s save the argument for home,” Dom interrupted. “Unless you’d rather get fucked again out here?”
Trust Dom to put it bluntly. He and the others were hard as stone.
Vicki flushed. She crossed her arms, plumping her breasts beneath her half-torn shirt.
Eric had allowed her to dress because it made her feel better, and it somewhat shielded her from his carnal needs. Watching her tits bounce and her ass shake as they walked home would have seen Vicki fucked until she couldn’t walk. He didn’t want to introduce her to the clan unable to stand on her own two feet.
“I didn’t think so.” Dom took her by the arm and forced her to walk.
Logan and Jesse transformed into their fullguerand took off ahead of them. Ravagers he’d taken in as pups, he called them pack, but he hadn’t claimed them. Only Dom held such a deep place in his heart and in hisguer. The others in his pack belonged, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that the pair weren’t meant to stay his forever. And the Void love them, Diana and Kate would one day claim their own males and start their own packs.
“Why did they do that?” Vicki asked in a low voice, glancing after Logan and Jesse.
“Does it bother you?” Eric asked, curious.
“What?”
“Ourguer, our fighting spirit that others can see?”
“Oh, you mean your wolfman form? No. I’ve dealt with a lot of Voiders in my life, and in my opinion, you guys are good.”
“Good?”
“You’re the most honest. You wear yourselves plainly on the outside. Basic animal needs, you like to fight and you like to fuck. Am I missing anything?”
“No.” Yet she dismissed the Ravagers as no more than beasts, and that irritated him. “But we’re a thinking race as well. Not everything is dictated by lust.”
“Really?” She gave him a wry look. Even Dom quirked a brow.
“It’s true.” Eric glared. “I can get a woman to spread her legs with the snap of a finger.” Ah, his Conduit didn’t like that. The annoyance on her face eased his tension. “But I don’t want just anyone. I want you.”
“Yeah, well…” She blushed and tried to tug free from Dom’s side. “The sex was great, I’ll grant you. But I’ll tell you plain out I can’t do that every time you guys get an itch. The four of your will wear me out before next week.”
She sounded confident that her exhaustion would recuse her from more attention.
“That’s good to know. Because you’re mine, Vicki. You’ll only need to spread those luscious thighs for me and Dom.”
“So the orgy was a onetime deal?”
“For marking, and on special occasions when my packmates warrant a treat. But your main job is to serve me.”
She visibly bristled. “Dream on, wolfie. We can argue that later,” she hurried to add when Dom tried to intervene. “Because I’m still not sure what the whole marking thing means, and you haven’t explained it to my satisfaction. Tell me,Prime, why the hell did you really bite me?” Her gaze narrowed. “Are you working for Chen?”
Dom snorted. “Chen should be so lucky. Prime leads the Ravagers on this planet.” At her blank look, he explained. “He’s our king, Vicki. No less than the leader of the Ravagers has chosen you as royal consort. He can keep you as long as he wants, for whatever purpose he wants.”
Vicki opened her mouth then snapped it closed. The fight in her eyes hadn’t extinguished, and theguerinside Eric purred with satisfaction.
“That’s right, sweet. You’re mine until I say otherwise.”And I’m not even close to being done with you. Not now, maybe not ever.
Chapter Eleven
“The Savage prime’s taken a human.” The Lawless cur spoke in a low voice, his head bowed, his entire mien a study in submission. Nev Lawless grunted his dismissal, pleased when the Ravager left without another word.
Will, his personal guard and second-in-command, shook his head. “What the hell is Eric thinking? A human?” He sneered and chanced a look at Nev. “Do we kill her or take her?”
