Khytten skidded into view behind him. “I tried to stop him, but it just absorbed into his skin.” She shot him with a blaster to prove her point. He twitched but didn’t move otherwise.
Hera’s eyes locked with his rapidly shifting ones. “Zera, what did you tell him?”
“That the contract was cancelled due to complications in your current situation and his situation.” Zera chuckled. “Tilt the camera.”
Moving very smoothly, she angled the camera over to him.
Zera laughed. “Compromise.”
Hera asked, “What?”
“Agree to a triad on a trial basis. Exclusive to all parties.”
“What?” Misker was advancing on her, and she was feeling shrill but trying not to use energy near tech.
Arcady said, “Since you don’t want Misker taking the edge off with others if he and Alejandro agree to remain exclusive with you, we can reinstate the contract as a triad... sort of. Well, sort of a triad. Two bodies at any given time.” She called out, “Khytten do you have your com on?”
“Yeah.”
“I am sending the updated contracts to Misker and you since Hera doesn’t usually wear hers. I am guessing today is no different.”
Hera muttered, “Good guess.”
Misker paused and signed on his com. Alejandro’s body took possession, and he signed, but then Misker appeared again. Khytten eased around him with the page up on her com. “I would read it if I were you.”
Hera looked at it, and it was a barebones contract that would be in place for sixty days as a trial period. Sixty days of exclusivity weren’t too bad. They could even run her through the BDC offices for clothing and grooming. She saw the compensation per hour and blinked. “Wow.” She looked over her shoulder at Misker. “You signed that?”
He nodded, and she saw the flick of Alejandro in his eyes. Misker grinned wide, and she saw the fangs she had expected when Alejandro mentioned the alpha school.
She held Khytten’s arm and wrote an addendum to the contract. A bite guard for her neck and shoulders would be used whenever Misker had control of the body.
She signed and sent the correction. Zera snorted and added that the bite blocker was at Hera’s discretion. Hera initialled and signed. “Why that clause?”
Misker initialled and signed. He glanced at her with a smirk. “That isn’t where I bite, and I do have a knot.”
She sat back in the chair with a thud. “I am not an omega. I don’t just simper and give in.”
“You are of the Sethir-Nin; you know we don’t all go for omegas.”
She grimaced. “That’s not what my ex-fiancé said. He said I needed to adopt my sister’s behaviours with her fiancé, and I told him to fuck himself with a frozen rope. He hit me in the middle of the court. Other alphas rose up, and I wrapped him in energy and tore him apart. The chunks were raining down for five minutes. Boy, was his mom mad.” She raised her chin. “I do not tolerate violence.”
He blinked. “You murdered someone in court?”
“Yeah, at my sister’s engagement party. Our mother is Aksallan, and our dad is Sethir-Nin. My sister was the cute little omega my mother always wanted. I was... extra.”
He waved that away. “You killed an alpha in open court?”
“Yup. And three hundred people saw it. The king excused my response as I hadn’t gotten any training to deal with my energy patterns. My parents got a fine, and I got training in Capitol City at the university. I enrolled in the program, but my energy signature is limiting. So, I went to work for Z-Corp.”
“So, the Sethir-Nin gave you a pardon for that alpha?”
She licked her lips as he got closer. “And a few others who tried to force their way between my legs. It was agreed that I should go abroad to school.”
“So, you have no compunction about killing.”
“Not if they get in my way, no.”
“Alejandro is whispering that he has gotten rough with you a time or two.”
She swallowed. “The mask was on. It put me in the mood, and I knew he wouldn’t injure me. I might be sore but not hurt.”
He cocked his head. “So, the mask helps?”
Arcady volunteered, “We can make her a unit to keep with her. There are fold-outs for those who are with their patrons in public settings. We already have Heraina’s energy requirements. Krizt will have it ready by the end of the day.”
Arcady paused. “Where should you like it delivered, or should I keep it here for pickup?”
Misker grumbled. “Our house.”
“As long as your mother isn’t there. I don’t put it past her to play with it.”
Misker snickered. “He is telling me about this morning and mourning the lost moment.”
She frowned and then remembered her straddling Alejandro when his mother came in. She blushed. “Wait, you are talking to him?”
“We normally don’t, but he is eager to make sure that I don’t blow this. My track record with women is not great.” He looked at the ladies. “I do not think I want to discuss this in public.”
Zera piped up, “He gets a lot of blowjobs from eager fans and walks away.”
Hera smirked. “Well, that’s a problem. I don’t do that unless inspired to it.”
He frowned. “You did it occasionally with Alejandro.”
She reached out and gripped his hand. “After I learned what he liked. Until I was comfortable with his body, I wasn’t going to put it in my mouth. That is why Blind Date is different from a bunch of whores. We aren’t just a wet hole to plow into, and if you have a knot, that goes double for you.” She paused. “Wait. How did they deal with the knot?”
He looked down. “They didn’t. I shifted my shape for it.”
“How many activations do you have?”
“A bunch. We share several and have a few specific to our final appearance.” He murmured, “I talked to my mom about you.”
“Oh, so that is what she wanted to discuss with Alejandro. She is going to be really disappointed when she sees me.”
“Alejandro is hoping for an aneurism. I am hoping she just heads home.”
Zera nodded. “I am done here. Arcady, stop watching. Khytten, see if the skin repair will work.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Arcady chuckled. “New mask is in printer six. Have a nice day.”
Khytten chuckled. “I will take a seat, and we can check to see if I can work on the skin. I think they are burn scars. I can deal with those.” She shrugged, “So we might have to start and stop.”
Hera nodded. “Sure. Now? Here?”
Khytten smiled. “I am willing if you are.”
She reached out and flicked off the monitors. Ignoring Misker, she looked at Khytten as her friend opened her dress. She went in carefully, leaning so that her body wasn’t touching Khytten’s, her hands on the arms of the chair.
When fingers slid up her inner thigh, she wasn’t surprised, but that it was Misker’s fingers was a little startling. He didn’t seek entrance, just slowly stroked as she got super slippery under his touch. Stupid skirt.
Khytten touched her cheek, and Hera lifted her head, panting slightly. Khytten looked at her and ran her fingers over her forehead. “Better. I am just going to fine-tune it, and it should be good. You have a minute or two in you?”
Hera nodded. She didn’t want the thick lust to give her away more than the slick that was coating his hand. She returned to Khytten, and the fingers caused her to rise on her toes. Her clit was stroked, and at some point, he hit the right move, and she started shaking. Khytten eased away from her and lifted her head for a kiss. Small noises crept out of her, and then she jolted and moaned against Khytten.
Misker wrapped a slick hand around her waist and pulled her back against him. He wove his dry hand through her hair and whispered, “That was mine.”
His kiss was softer than his tense muscles indicated.
Khytten eased out, and her soft giggle preceded the door closing.
Hera was limp and shivery in his arms. She gripped the sides of his neck and licked at his lips before he opened for her, and she delved inside. He tasted like cookies. Good cookies. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and when his tongue duelled with hers, he was careful, but he was winning.
He slid his hand from her waist to against her sex. He got his fingers wet and went after her clit again. She moaned, whined, and rocked against him. She rocked her hips against his fingers, and her breathing got faster until she gasped and shuddered against him.
He dipped his fingers into her sex and shuddered. “So wet. Can we?”
She looked up at his tense and quivering features. “We can. Sit on the chair and drop the arms.”
He set her carefully on her feet and did as she said. It was like bullying a feral animal. Misker thudded into the chair. Hera reached out to the seal of his suit and got his cock out. The thick erection dropped into her hand, and there was a wide band near the base that she recognized. She really hated knots waving in her face, so she decided to put it elsewhere.
Hera settled against him, levered herself up and fitted him to her opening. She let gravity do the rest. She slid down him until she reached the knot. “I am not taking that yet.”
He swallowed and nodded, his neck tense. “Gods, you feel good.”
She wrapped her feet behind him, kicked off the shoes, and pressed her feet together, sole to sole. She flexed and rose off him, then relaxed and slid back into place. He was tense as hell while she worked on him, and then his teeth gnashed, and he grunted every time she dropped.
She flexed and dropped fast, and then he groaned and threw his head back. She felt the spurt inside her and held onto his shoulders as another pulse heated her. Hera leaned forward and rested her face against him. He held her carefully. He whispered, “So that is what the fuss is all about.”
She chuckled. “Better than a blowjob?”
“There is nothing to compare.”
“Good, now you can stop using Alejandro’s cock. Your own is fine. I just have to work myself up to the knot. I have had a few of those things waved in my face and don’t have good associations, but I am not faint of heart, and I will get used to you.”
He paused. “In the court?”
“Yup. Everyone was sure that I just needed the right alpha to turn omega. They found out that my activation was not for show.”
Misker ran a hand under her skirt. “I am still inside you.”
“Yup.”
“Did you cum?”
“Twice.”
“No, now.”
“Oh. No. It doesn’t happen every time.”
“Can it?”
“When I am used to you. Probably. It took me three dates to get used to Alejandro. This doesn’t even count as a date.”
“Why not?”
“Because dates with me don’t involve Salat perving on us from the corner.”
There was a laugh, and the door opened and shut.
Misker chuckled. “You knew he was there?”
“He was heavily breathing when I was with Khytten.”
“But you still...”
“Sure. I am a professional.” She chuckled. “Seriously, we get group-situation training, and none of my person or yours was exposed to him during our encounter. You didn’t even hike up my shirt.”
He blinked and then grinned. “Thank you, and I didn’t know if I was allowed to.”
“You are allowed to touch where you like, stroke where you like, and taste where you like. Inserting your cock takes authorization.” She smiled. “Or artistic flare.”
He leaned down and kissed her lips softly. “How long does it take for you to associate me with pleasure?”
“Two actual dates. Maybe three. How often do you work?”
He smiled. “This is the longest time between shifts. I have six days off.”
She nodded. “That is why Alejandro had so many dates booked.”
“Which were cancelled when you had the contracts nullified.”
“Ah. Well, I guess I have the week off as well.” She smiled brightly and started to ease off him. His hands snapped down to her hips and stopped her from getting away.
“It feels so good to be inside you. Don’t go.”
She chuckled. “There will be plenty of opportunities to spend an entire night with you inside me if you book me overnight. Damn. I need to ask Zera if I can return to work.”
She activated the text transfer and typed the question to Zera with one hand. “There. I copied Arcady on it, so now I get to see if my public attack is keeping me from rejoining the workforce. I am a pretty good bartender, but I am better at marketing.”
He nuzzled at her neck, and then he started to lick with small flicks of his tongue. She sighed and relaxed against him. This was a cheat that Alejandro had passed on.
Misker lifted his head and said, “I think the defenders are looking for a new marketing team.”
“Why? The distant borders need more thugs?”
He chuckled. “Yeah. Heavy hitters are scarce this decade, or at least ones that are willing to leave home for months at a time are.”
“Months, huh? That’s too bad.”
“Alejandro never went months without being with you, did he?”
“Uh, no. Not more than a week.” She lifted her head. “Wait. How is that possible?”
“Alejandro is very fast. Extremely fast.” He chuckled. “If we have time off, I find an excuse to go to Z-Corp and see you.”
“With your creepy moves.”
“Was it creepy? Alejandro’s fascination bled through every time I saw you, which coloured how I reacted to you.”
“Oh. Is that a problem?” She met his gaze.
“Well, it was for you. You reported my behaviour to my superiors, and everyone was waiting for me to assault you.”
She blinked. “Well, you were staring at me, following me, wandering around behind me. It was creepy when we didn’t even have any contracts pending.”
“Why?”
“You are... uh... big.”
“Your observational skills are keen.”
She sighed. “You remind me of the alphas at the Sethir court. All aggression and no finesse.” She said it bluntly. “You were a high-powered thug.”
He winced but chuckled. “Accurate but not flattering.”
“I thought it would be best just to say it.” She was tense and could feel all of him. There was quite a bit to feel, and she was resting at the edge of his knot.
He nuzzled her neck again, which made her tense her thighs to keep from slipping onto him.
“What is your opinion now?”
“I am willing to learn, and your interest in me is now explainable. You were seeing me through Alejandro’s eyes.”
He lifted his head and said, “I was interested in you before he was, but then he got you as an escort, and I went insane for a time. Watching him touching you was infuriating, but then he pointed out that one of us was able to feel you, so I could take what I could through our connection. It was unsatisfying, so I tried to connect with you in the business world. Unsuccessfully.”
She gripped his arms. “Guys with your build haven’t exactly been kind to me in the past. I usually get one invitation for sex and then a threat of violence. I met that with violence of my own, so I didn’t want to do that in my workplace. I didn’t let my power out for a decade, so I didn’t want to chance fate if you tried to get grabby.”
“Ah. Well, I am not going to get grabby. Well, not without your consent.” He had a hopeful tone.
She eased up off his erection and felt the hot rush of his cum as it surged out of her. “I need to clean up and see if Torenne is willing to replace the underwear. That is going to involve some begging. She’ll enjoy that.”
He sighed. “Can we do that again?”
“What?”
“Where I am just inside you? Even not moving? It felt really good.”
She stared at his broad, earnest face. “Um, sure. Just make sure we have enough time for you to enjoy it.”
He beamed. “I will.”
He tucked himself in and walked with her to the bathroom while she cleaned up. Alphas came a lot, and she carefully tidied the top of her stockings. It wasn’t all gone, but when she bore down, she got most of it out. It took a few minutes, and he supervised. She finally finished removing all traces of him and tossed the cloths in the hamper.
“Well, that is as good as I can get it before doing laundry.”
He chuckled. “Thank you for not locking me out.”
She nodded, and they headed back to the patio, where the family spent most of their time.
Khytten grinned, and Salat chuckled. He asked, “So, which of them gets to be with you? Misker has been pining for you for months, and Alejandro has tried not to brag.”
She went to the tea set and poured a cup for her and Misker. “Pining?”
Misker walked up to her and murmured, “Pining. Everything I did was wrong, and then Alejandro had you exclusively, which meant I was out of luck. The harder I tried to enrol as a patron, the faster they smacked me down.”
“Oh, well, you were so... fixated.”
“Do you blame me? My sibling had the perfect woman for us, and she was always just out of reach. If I took over the body at that point, you would have screamed.”
“That is a very accurate assessment, and it would not have been a good scream. What do you take in your tea?”
He smiled. “Sugar.”
She nodded, prepared the cup, and handed it over. Hera smiled at the image of him with the small cup in his huge hand.
Hera got her cup with lemon and sugar and went to sit next to Misker.
Khytten was feeding one of her triplets, and she was grinning. “So, you have two exclusive patrons?”
“Yup, just like Arcady and her group.” She shrugged. “Not you and yours. You guys are a law unto yourselves.”
Khytten chuckled. “Zera picked her candidates very particularly. Women with minds as open as ours are few and far between.”
Torenne sighed. “Yeah, and I am kicking myself.”
Hera smiled. “I am sure that the patrons can be persuaded to let you borrow me for an evening.”
Misker set his cup down. “I am sure they would not.”
Alejandro manifested. “I concur with Misker’s statement. We are not going to be letting her out of our grasp unless we are not in town. Or if she is at work.”
Hera chuckled.
Torenne whined a little. “But she’s so pretty. I want to draw her. And design little outfits for her.”
Misker was back in place and said, “You can. You just can’t have sex with her.”
Torenne crossed her arms and pouted. “That’s the second most fun part.”
Hera tutted. “Your shallow is showing, doc.”
Torenne smoothed her hands over her skirt. “Well, I wanted you; I just wasn’t sure.”
“And I wanted Alejandro as an exclusive patron, so I was sure, and I signed.” She jerked a thumb toward Misker. “He’s the free gift with purchase.”
She glanced at him, and he grinned. It appeared he didn’t mind being considered extra.
Torenne snorted. “Well, if you don’t mind him, I will try to get used to the idea of finding my soulmate. Khytten and Salat are my family and always will be, but having someone of my own is a dream of mine.”
Khytten’s expression was soft. “I am always here for you, Torenne.”
“You are my best friend’s mate. Heraina was the first woman who didn’t flinch when we got together. She was in it completely for the whole date, and she’s a great cuddler.”
Misker frowned. “She means the same to us. She is our one.”
Hera blinked, and a slow blush crept up her skin.
Torenne looked at her and smiled ruefully. “Yeah, I think I can see that.”
Salat chuckled. “You know it when you see it.”
Khytten smirked. “Or, shove your nose into its cleavage.”
“That too.” Salat got up and kissed Khytten’s neck.
Hera smiled at the couple.
Salat lifted Khytten and the baby and walked them over to Torenne, settling his family in her arms. He knelt and held all of them in his embrace. The nanny hugged the two of the triplets who weren’t in the main hug.
The twins giggled and hugged each other.
Hera stood up and looked around. “And with that, I am going to head for the resort and get a ride back to the city.”
Misker got to his feet. “We will take you home.”
Khytten batted the guys away. “Oh, come on, stay for lunch.”
Misker turned into Alejandro and picked her up. He looked at Khytten. “No.”
He whispered to Hera, “Exhale.”