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Like all Veredians, Ravena’s only body hair could be found on her head, her eyebrows and her eyelashes. The thought of her taste on my tongue as I licked her up and down had my pants tightening. The feel of her riding my cock had my blood boiling with the urge to drag her back to my quarters. But I endured nearly a dozen more performances before the meal ended and I could finally take my woman back to my room.
“Interesting female,” Krygor said, taking a seat across the meeting table in my private chamber.
The sun would rise in another hour, at which point we’d be ready to ride out to hunt the roaming joarkals. Nothing had ever been so hard as parting from Ravena’s delectably warm, naked body, sleeping in my bed.
Fenton sat next to him, and both my sons framed me.
“Indeed,” I said, noncommittally.
“It appears I should visit my son more often, seeing the type of females he forms friendships with,” Krygor said.
“And I,” said Fenton and my sons in turn.
I chuckled. “You’d only end up returning to that concubine you keep going back and forth to,” I said teasingly to Fenton.
He shrugged dismissively. I never quite understood why he hadn’t simply taken her as his wife. Thala came from a good bloodline. Graceful, submissive, adept at running a household, she also clearly had affection for him. Yet, he seemed indecisive.
“Ravena is as beautiful as she’s smart,” I said, making no effort to hide my pride.
“And cocky,” Krygor said. “I would never have expected to find that sexy on a female.”
“It is disconcerting,” said Ganek, my youngest son.
“And yet, oddly appealing,” Keran said.
I nodded, baffled myself by how much her strength and confidence turned me on.
“Will she truly share technology with us, or was she merely placating the Guldan?” Keran asked.
That sobered us. My oldest son, ever the practical one, always went straight to the point.
I sighed. “Honestly, I don’t know. In truth, I had no idea of the extent of her wealth until that Guldan revealed it.” My eyes flicked towards Krygor. “Your son had mentioned her close friendship with the Tuureans, and that we should seek an alliance with them instead.”
“That would be phenomenal!” Fenton exclaimed. “The Xelixians are the only ones who managed to get through the cold exterior of those cyborgs.”
“Yes, but we have nothing to offer them in exchange… for now,” I said pensively. “I have to tread carefully so that Ravena doesn’t think I’m using her for her connections or inheritance.”
Fenton nodded. “She’s an invaluable asset right now. One that you cannot afford to alienate if the Guldans are going to launch other attacks against you.”
I glared at him.
“Spare me the angry looks, old friend,” Fenton said. “We’re all well aware that your interest in her is genuine, but you remain the Magnar. The needs of your people come first. And if that means using her, then so you must. However, she appears to have genuine affection for you. The Ancestors willing, she will volunteer her assistance so you do not have to manipulate her into it.”
I clenched my jaw, my hands fisted on my lap. This felt wrong and yet, his arguments remained valid. Krygor gave me a sympathetic look. Yet he, too, shared Fenton’s opinion.
“She wishes to go to her brother’s house when she wakes,” I said, changing the unpleasant topic.
“My clansmen have already secured the perimeter,” Krygor said. “My youngest son, Gorav, has offered to escort her inside to make sure it is safe there as well while we go for the hunt.”
I shook my head. “That second Guldan, Ambassador Zorak, is up to something. The way he looked at her last night, I don’t want Ravena this isolated while all of our warriors are off in the woods hunting.”
Krygor bristled.
“Relax, Krygor,” I said, in a conciliatory tone. “I do not question your son’s combat abilities. He is a Berserker after all. But no amount of combat skill will keep him safe against Guldan technology.”
“So what do you propose?” Keran asked.
“She comes with us.”
