I brought myself back to the room and found one of Warden Egara’s minions holding a small plastic cup full of water to my lips. Grateful, I leaned forward and did my best to drink it as she poured. In the end, I only had a few drops soaking the chest area of my processing gown. I considered that a win.
“Thanks.”
“Of course.” The young women smiled at me briefly before nodding at the warden and exiting the room. The finality of the locking noise I heard when the door closed had my hands in fists. Here we go.
“Well?” I leaned forward as far as the wrist bindings would allow. “Did I pass your little test?” I was the fifth agent they’d brought here for this assignment. The first four women had never come back.
“Indeed. You are the first to be compatible with Viken.”
“Great.” I’d passed. Now she could get on with this—“What do you mean, I’m the first? What happened to the other four agents? They never reported back. I assumed they went to Viken as well.”
“Oh, no.” Warden Egara smiled at me like I had missed the punchline of some joke.
“Then why didn’t they come back?”
“They accepted their matches and left Earth behind to claim their mates.”
“They what?” Was this a bad joke? “I knew Agent Spinoza. She never would have abandoned her job like that. No way.”
“Maria Spinoza was matched to Trion and completed her processing and transport yesterday. I am sure her mate has claimed her by now.”
“On Trion?” I’d heard of the planet. I’d been debriefed onallthe various alien civilizations and their…lifestyles. I tried to imagine my friend, Maria, tied up and helpless as a massive alien’s big cock slammed deep.
My pussy did a little dance inside me. Again. The idea of being tied up turned me on almost as much as the three on one sex-capade I’d experienced in my own processing test.
The warden smiled. “She was a ninety-six percent match.”
Of course she was. Jeez. I wondered what percentage success the magic matching machine—alien computer—had given my match to Viken. I opened my mouth to ask, then stopped. No. I didn’t want to know. The less I knew the better.
Didn’t matter how hot my fellow agents turned out to be. Absolutely didn’t matter that I was going to have to pretend to belong to three aliens on one of the most primitive -minded planets I’d ever heard of.
Semen that makes a woman crazed and obsessed with havingmore sex?Yeah, I’d read the brief on Viken. Society. Biology. Everything the agency had on them—and it was a lot. I’d pored over every detail. Committed it to memory.
These aliens were going to be keeping their jizz to themselves. I wasn’t staying…
2
Kayson, Royal Guard, Viken United, The Palace Medical Wing
I pacedthe long medical wing’s corridor, my heart heavy with guilt. The queen, my beloved leader and longtime friend, sat at her daughter's bedside. The little princess, Allayna, lay unconscious in the healing pod, her perfect skin like milk, her auburn hair a halo around her face.
I couldn't help but feel responsible for the child's injuries. It was my duty, along with my fellow guards Mal and Geros, to protect the royal family from harm, and yet we had failed. This was the fourth attempt on the princess's life in a matter of weeks. I had overheard this time she had come close to dying amidst a sea of blood. A knife wound to her lung had barely missed her heart, and the doctors did not know if she would ever wake from the coma created by the healing pod.
The queen looked up at us, her eyes filled with fury and determination. "I will not let them harm my child again," she said, her voice wavering with emotion. "I have summoned you three here for a new assignment."
"Your highness," I replied, bowing my head in shame. "We are deeply sorry for failing to protect Allayna."
"I understand your feelings," she said, "but now is not the time for apologies or self-loathing. This might be my last opportunity to save my daughter. As queen it is my duty to protect all of Viken and its people, but I can't do that if I am unable to protect my own family."
"Anything, my queen." I dipped my head, the respect I had for her real, not feigned.
"Your majesty, we will do whatever it takes to protect Allayna and put an end to these attempts on her life." Geros confirmed my feelings on the matter. This threat would be dealt with, one way or another.
"I know you will do whatever it takes. That is why I have summoned you and no others. No one is to know what I am about to tell you. No one except myself and the three kings. Do you understand?”
When Geros, Mal and I had all agreed, she rotated her shoulders back and stretched her neck, the hours of silent vigil at her daughter's side clearly taking their toll. "I know you are honorable males. Loyal and worthy. I am tired of waiting for the investigation to go through the proper diplomatic channels.” She looked over at the little princess and her lips thinned in a severe line. “I am tired of waiting for Viken politicians to take care of my problem. That's why I have summoned a special agent from Earth to work with you. She is an expert at infiltration and finding criminals who don’t want to be found."
“Excuse me? Did I misunderstand? You summoned afemalefrom Earth to hunt the leader of the most vicious and lethal threat to Viken?” Mal’s tone was not approving. The queen glared at him in response.
