Vicki woke the next morning in a tangle of arms and legs. Before she could protest, Eric turned her onto her back and thrust deep. He took her quickly, while the others watched and rubbed all over one another. She came at the same time Dom, or Malcolm, hell, maybe both did. Eric followed shortly after, shuddering as he filled her.
“You’re supposed to soothe the need, but I’m getting hungrier for you every second you’re mine,” Eric admitted. He kissed her hard then withdrew and rolled off the bed. “Time for some damage control this morning.”
Dom stretched beside her. “Damage control? Oh, you mean, to explain how a Conduit, a non-Ravager like Vicki, turned feral yesterday during the hunt?”
“Vicki, you were beautiful,” Malcolm added, his voice husky. “I’ve never seen a Ravager female who wasn’t dark, except for Dom. I mean, you were, but your eyes were so bright. Like the fucking sun.”
“Now that’s poetic. The fucking sun. Nice.” Dom elbowed him in the gut, leaving a laughing Malcolm there to hug Vicki until her hormones started singing again.
I am so not normal. Voider porn, here I come.
“Malcolm,” Eric warned.
Malcolm darted off the bed.
Vicki blinked as she suddenly lay all alone. The past days’ confusion set in, and she realized she’d become a Ravager play toy. Make that, sex toy. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment—and a strange sense of pleasure.
“Hold on one minute, all of you.” She sat up in bed, conscious of her nudity when all three men stared at her breasts. Swearing, she found a sheet and covered herself. “Explain what exactly happened last night.”
“Besides the sex?” Malcolm looked confused.
“Besides the orgy, you mean,” she snapped. “Yesterday was beyond weird.” She stared in horror as what Eric had said penetrated. “You talked about me being a queen and bearing your young.”Shit, shit, shit.“I’ve had shots, but you guys can impregnate anything, can’t you?”
Dom tried to stifle a grin, and she threw a pillow at him.
“It’s not funny.”
“Hold on, Vicki.” Eric sighed. She thought she heard him mutter about her being a stubborn, sexy woman, but his frown took her aback. “You don’t want children?”
“Ah, yeah, eventually. But geez, Eric. It hasn’t even been a week since you carted me off to Ravager funland.”
He raised a brow. “Funland, eh? What’s the problem? You don’t like fun? Was the sex not to your liking?”
She flushed. “I’m not going to pretend I didn’t enjoy it. You guys know what you’re doing.”
He frowned. “Youguys?”
“Oh hell. You’re a king in bed. A stud between the sheets. You make me wet by simply breathing. Happy now?”
“Actually, yes.” He grinned, and she wanted to slap his handsome face because she wanted himagain.
“My point, your humbleness, is that I barely know you. We fucked. Yeah. And I screwed around with Dom and Logan and Jesse too. And let’s not forget Malcolm,” she added when he opened his mouth.
“Let’s not,” he muttered.
“Good sex—”
“Great sex,” Dom countered.
“Does not lead to marriage, not if you’re human.” She glared at the three of them.
“But you’re not human, you’re a Conduit. And you’re mine. My mate, my queen,” Eric said, a bite to his tone.
He had a problem? She’d give him something to chew on. “Well, good, wolfie, because as Mrs. Prime, I demand you let me off this goddamn compound.”
Dom crossed his arms and smiled. “I was so looking forward to this.”
“And you, shut it,” she growled at him. “You’re as much to blame as he is. You picked me!”
