Queens' Warriors (29 page)

“You are welcome. If you had already claimed your husbands and allowed them to heal you, this would not have been necessary. I enjoyed it no more than you did. I detest inflicting pain on others, but it was inevitable.”

“Could have fooled me.” Shari said petulantly.

“It is the quickest way to heal and between your husbands and Winters, they insisted you wanted it this way.”

Shari glared up at the woman. “You mean I could have been healed without pain? Why the hell didn’t anyone tell me?”

Shari turned her glare on Shan Lin and Vincent.

“As we are not yet joined completely and you have not claimed us…” Shan Lin answered, sadness inherent in his words.

Annya calmly made her way out the door, closing it softly behind herself.

Shari gazed at the closed door for a time before turning her attention to her husbands.

“I won’t say it was a pleasant experience. I will say since you didn’t ‘fix me’ as Annya suggested you could, you two owe me. I’ll show you claiming…” Shari muttered, the last said with an overwhelming urge to do just that.

Suddenly, claiming her husbands was all that filled her mind. She turned her attention to Shan Lin; the only thought running through her head,
MINE
. She pointed at Shan Lin, then to the chair she had been sitting in and barked out, “Sit!”

Shan Lin complied immediately but the feeling of wanting to dominate him persisted. Shari stalked forward and climbed on the chair, and knelt over Shan Lin.

“Take out your cock,” she demanded, her attention directed solely on him until a slight whisper distracted her.

Whipping her head around quickly in search of the distraction, Shari spotted Winters in the room.

“Out.” She barely recognized her own voice. Two octaves below a smoker’s rasp, she commanded the man and watched as he averted his gaze and left rapidly.

Satisfaction snaked through her briefly until she turned her attention back to Shan Lin. Her eyes dropped to his lap and found to her delight he had an impressive erection.

“Oh goodie. Mine.” She purred as she balanced herself one handed on his shoulder and used the other to reach down and grasp his cock. Lowering her hips slowly, she guided his thick shaft toward her pussy taking him deep inside herself, grinding her hips to ease the fit.

Shan Lin stuttered incoherently before giving up completely on any attempt at speech. His breathing became shallow pants as he held himself stiff. His wife had finally deemed him worthy. All he could think about doing was to scream in joy and ram himself upward, taking control from her at the same time. He was barely half way in and ready to come. His hips scarcely moved with the intention of doing just that when Shari snarled in his face, her hips stopping completely.

“Mine!” she roared, her voice rivaling an
averon
trumpeting its fresh kill, “Move again and I’ll leave.”

He held still waiting, praying she would continue. Eventually she did, closing her eyes and concentrating. She was wet now, her hot moisture running quickly down his pulsing cock and he squeezed his eyes shut praying he did not disappoint her.

She was breathing heavily now, her mouth, open wide as she mumbled to herself. Shan Lin caught a few words and translated the few foreign phrases into something he could understand.

Shari had gone into
Ty Na Ran
. It was the act of claiming the mates and Shan Lin tried to path the information to his brother. She was claiming him in the true fashion of Aranakian mating.

He opened his mind and waited for Vincent’s reply only to find the link cut by Shari. Her mind pulsed through his brain and overrode any objections he had to not being able to connect to his brother. All he could think of was her.

Shari rode Shan Lin and ignored his attempt at pathing Vincent. Somewhere in her mind she wondered just what she was doing but that thought too quickly faded as pleasure suddenly snaked through her.

Even once sated, she could not stop her hips from grinding past the point of pain. It was sometime before she realized Shan Lin had finally come and she had the skin of his neck between her teeth lapping at the blood trickling through his skin.

The blood seemed to soothe more than the orgasm, and when her body felt sated, she climbed off Shan Lin and left him sitting where she had ordered him.

“Shari.” She heard her name spoken in a worried and angry voice but ignored it and turned her possessiveness on Vincent.

“Strip,” she whispered harshly, possessive feelings thrumming through her previously sated body.

Vincent swallowed nervously, angry at his wife for choosing Shan Lin instead of him and tried to reach his brother through their mind link. It was no good. All he could feel was Shari, her will forcing his mind out of Shan Lin’s and back into her own.

“Imagine, a big, strong Warrior like you afraid of little ole’ me.” Shari laughed, a chilling sound, raising the hairs on the back of Vincent’s neck and arms.

“
Juant…
” Vincent began only to have Shari rush toward him knocking him backward to the floor. She stood above him, an unholy look coming into her eyes as she pointed to his crotch and again demanded, “Strip.”

Vincent quickly obeyed, his eyes glued to his wife’s hips as they continued to undulate back and forth. He quickly shucked his pants and found to his astonishment he was hard as a
pryt
lance and equally extended in length.

His wife wasted no time as she knelt over him, and bending at her knees, grasped hold of his cock as he had seen her do to Shan Lin and sank fully onto him. Vincent sucked in his breath at the heat he felt riding her channel. It was enough to make him come right then.

“Do so and I stop,” Shari grated out. “Mine. You are…” But her eyes closed before she finished speaking and she turned inward.

Ty Na Ran
. Vincent lay in awe at the feeling of the mate claiming. He tried once again to path his brother and allow Shan Lin to share in his delight but still found his way blocked. He gritted his teeth at the pleasure snaking through his body and dug his fingers into the short carpeting he lay still on.

All that seemed to be required of him was a hard-on and if it was what his wife needed…

His thoughts flew from his head as Shari picked up her pace, grinding her hips in circles, up and down, side to side, then back and forth. He was lost in sensation for what seemed forever when all too soon Shari screamed in frustrated rage. There was no way he could have avoided her bite and knew he would not have tried if he could.

He let her suck his neck even as he felt her teeth break skin and she began to drink his blood. In moments, he suddenly felt Shan Lin once again but the sensation was quickly overridden by his orgasm. He screamed in happiness and gratification as he came.

No sooner had his orgasm subsided then his wife leapt off him her hips still pistoning as she walked back to Shan Lin and began to ride him once again. Vincent lay exhausted on the floor and waited for his turn to come again. The night was still young and he knew it could go on for sometime.

Chapter Eighteen

There was no warning before the door to their chambers was thrown open with great force against the wall. The bang sounding against the wall wrenched Shari out of the deep sleep she and her husbands had fallen into after the claiming.

“Seize them!” An angry voice shouted.

“What… Who… Huh?” Shari’s mind grappled with the shouted command as she looked left, then right wondering who had invaded her bedroom.

Shan Lin and Vincent had leapt from the bed the moment the door began to open. Watching them now, both Warriors were in full kill mode. Or so Shari assumed.

Both men stood at the foot of the bed, several weapons at the ready, all pointed in the direction of the door. Again, her husbands were naked. It seemed to be the dress code for Aranak. Shari started to turn her head to see who had entered the room when her stomach made itself known.

Barely scrambling out of the bed in time, Shari looked around frantically for a bucket. Finding none within reach and her stomach protesting all the movement, she turned her back on the newcomers and vomited next to the bed.

Blood mixed with the small quantities of food she had eaten the night before poured from her nose and mouth. The sight of the blood brought back the memories of what she had done last night and her stomach heaved again and again until Shari was sure she knew what puking up your guts really meant.

It took a few moments to comprehend that hands held her in comfort, stroking her back, and holding her upright. Disoriented and still unsteady, Shari wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“What is this?” an imperious voice asked from in front of her.

Doing her best not to look up at the woman who hovered over her, Shari rasped out an answer as she prayed the Queen took little notice of the fine tremor the woman’s voice had caused.

When scared, bluff your way out.

“Exactly what it looks like. Vomit. Nasty, smelly, disgusting, vomit. And if you’ll excuse me a…” Shari could not speak further as her stomach heaved again.

When it had passed, Shari knelt panting, the arms surrounding her, somehow easing her. Looking down, Shari saw a familiar ring adorning one hand and knew her husbands had abandoned their Warrior stances to aid her. For the moment there was no threat that could touch them. No telling how long it would last, but Shari was very grateful for it.

“Better?” A gentle voice asked as Shan Lin handed Shari a wet cloth that she used to wipe her mouth.

“Try this.” A glass of orange liquid was put in front of her mouth.

“Ugh. I don’t think I…”

It will ease the cramping in your stomach,
Kasha
. Please, trust me.

The voice was Vincent’s as was the hand that held the goblet.

Shari knew she would and tried to take the goblet from his hand.

It will quench your thirst. Allow me to aid you, my heart.

A smile spread across her face. Her husband was taking his duties seriously. Quickly swallowing the liquid from the glass Vincent helped hold steady, Shari let the taste of the liquid soothe her sore throat and prayed the fluid would stay down.

We would never allow harm to come to you
, Shan Lin’s voice sounded nettled.

I know. I just want to make sure nothing comes back…

Shari froze, stunned.

“I’m talking to you in my head. I can hear your thoughts. How the hell…”

A strangled sound came from in front of her.

“So. You’ve truly mated. It makes little difference. I am the law in the Queendom of Aranak and I will have my traitors under my control. Seize. Them. Now!” Relish sounded in the woman’s voice as she made her command.

“No! Wait…” Even as Shari protested, she knew there was little she could do to stop what was about to happen. The tremor taking hold of her body started in earnest now. Controlling it as best she could, Shari’s mind raced for possible ways out.

Shari!
Two insistent voices sounded in her head simultaneously.

Coming to attention, she listened.

“Please. You can’t do this.” Shari begged pitifully, knowing as she did that Queen Sara would enjoy it. But it would also give Shari more time to think.

There is something. You can claim mate rights. As you have only just claimed us last night, there is a clause stating you have the right to stay our execution until you have determined you carry no children of ours.

The Queen disagreed sweetly as Shari listened to the words in her head.

“Ah. But I can. I rule therefore, I can.”

Shari watched as Shan Lin and Vincent struggled against their captures as she heard the words the men nearly rocketed into her mind, but didn’t quite understand.
Children?

Yes. Children. Please.

“But you don’t actually rule, do you,
Auntie Sara
?” Shan Lin sneered the words.

“And you sure as hell don’t rule well!” Vincent snarled at his aunt.

Shari!
The insistent voices sounded again.
Demand Consort Claiming rights!

Rage infused the Queen’s face as Shari watched the smugness leak away.

“How dare you! How dare you speak to me…in that tone…those words…”

Shari knew, the Queen would soon erupt if something wasn’t done. Shari would know best as she had been on the receiving end of this woman’s anger.

Just as the enraged woman began to speak again, Shari opened her mouth and shouted.

“
I demand consort rights!
”

The room stilled.

“What did you say?” The Queen grated out, teeth clenched in fury.

Calmly now, Shari did her best to be heard around her now scratched and sore throat.

“I said…” The fear just bled away. Suddenly, it did not matter if this woman had tried to kill her, and failed.

“I heard what you said.” The contempt in the woman’s voice came through clearly.

The Queen turned her wrath on her nephews.