The other two Aurelians suddenly stand. They’re obviously aroused too – their pants tented with their huge erections – but the two of them try to fight back their carnal need.
Instead, they focus on doing their job – the job I’d hoped, prayed and begged for them not to be here to perform.
These Aurelians aren’t Rogue.
They’re exactly what I feared – Law Enforcement.
A steel grip tightens around my wrist.
Fuck! I’d thought Obbit was strong – but that Toad’s strength is nothing compared to the vice-like power of the Aurelian leader. He grips my arm tightly, threatening to crush it beneath his grip.
“Put on your bra,” he rasps – his voice filled with barely contained lust.
Fuck! Fuck! My mind races. What can I do?
As I fumble with my bra, I glance over my shoulder.
The champagne glasses I’d filled earlier still sit there – each one dosed with one of my three hidden weapons. I’ll never get them to drink it now, though. The sleeping powder was wasted.
But I have two more tricks up my sleeve… and the same weapon that got me into this trouble in the first place. As a last resort, I can use that…
There’s a certain irony to my arsenal. These Aurelians can take away my poisons, potions and powders – but they can’t take away my most powerful weapon: My body.
And I can sense how powerful that weapon is. Right now, these three Aurelians are barely holding onto control. If I can seduce them…
My mind races. It’s one hell of a gamble. If the Aurelians lost control – if they took me, and seeded me, as their bodies clearly crave – it would be the end of their careers with Law Enforcement.
They’d be disgraced – shamed by the laws of their Empire for fucking a helpless prisoner. They’d have no claim to hold me prisoner anymore, and my arrest would be nullified even if my crimes weren’t.
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Hadrian
I’ve taken down hardened scum before. I’ve chased terrorists to the edges of the universe and brought them to judgement with my triad.
But I’ve never faced anything like this woman.
Her curves are forever branded into my mind. The soft tips of her nipples are hardened into desperate points, and exposed to all three of us. Even as she fumbles with her bra, obeying Daccia’s command to dress, she reveals her desire to us.
Human females can’t fake arousal. This woman is in heat for us. Her body aches to be ravaged by my triad – over and over again.
We could have her – right now, all three of us. All I want is to do right now is lock the doors to this room and take her hard. Her scent is so fucking right...
She might very well be our Fated Mate…
…and yet she’s a Gods-damned criminal.
Kitos grabs my arm. I turn, confused – and then realized I’ve stood from my seat and walked a full step towards Allie.
My movement was unconscious – driven by desire. My body took control. Thank the Gods that Kitos has always been more rational than me. He’s keeping his head, even as I’m driven by the head inside my pants.
“Put on your fucking bra,” I growl, echoing the order of our leader, Daccia. Another moment staring at Allie’s exquisite body and I might lose all control – despite Kitos’ warning.
Inside my pants, my cock is a hardened, steel rod – one that refuses to go down. I know I’ll not be sated until I’m spurting my seed deep inside of this fertile, young human woman.
Allie looks up at me with her big, expressive eyes. She looks so young – so innocent. I actually have to remind myself that she seduced an entire triad of Aurelians and took them for everything they had. Those three fools lost all the status and riches they’d earned during their hundred years of service, including what they’d accumulated during the centuries that followed, and then they’d suffered the humiliation of reporting the crime – and revealing that they’d been tricked so easily by a young, human girl.
Although they were victims, those three Aurelians had proven they weren’t worthy of the Elite rank they’d earned.
Although, to give them credit, I hadn’t seen the woman who’d tricked them until today; and I can now understand much more clearly why they were duped.
This ‘Allie’ has a weapon that I fear even I won’t be able to resist – her perfect body. That gorgeous face, her seductive, submissive nature… They’re dangerous – and I’m not even sure if they’re reflective of her true self, or just a cunningly wrought façade designed specifically to trick Aurelians.
I stand there and watch her intently – like a hawk. At the heat of my gaze, Allie’s lip trembles. I don’t know if it’s from lust or fear – or a mixture of the two.
With all three of our eyes burning against her bare skin, Allie gently picks her bra from the armrest of the chair and fumbles to pull it back on. She does so deliberately slowly – and she keeps eye contact with me throughout.
That wench! My cock surges even harder. I’m painfully erect, and I know won’t be sated until I claim her.
Allie finally does put her bra back on – but it does little to hide her gorgeous body. Her short skirt barely covers the tops of her thighs, and there’s so much ample flesh revealed by her outfit that it inflames me with barely controlled desire.
Through the Bond, I sense how the auras of my battle-brothers mirror mine. They all resonate with a deep, intense lust – barely overshadowed by pride and duty.
We have to get this woman back to Colossus to stand trial; but every moment we spend with her will be filled with temptation. The only silver lining is that with the Orb-Drive of our Reaver, we’ll at least make the journey in only
