Chapter 15 Wet Dream
Varek
“Ready, prepare, attack!” General Merek shouts. In unison, three hundred warriors square off against one another and go through our general sparring routine. All of them are muscular beasts, tall and strong. No other army in all the land is half as strong as our forces. These are our elite troops, and this review is a monthly ritual for me, to keep them in top condition.
I move around the training facility, watching each of them for a few moments, looking for any areas where we need to improve. Merek gives orders, and they follow through immediately–as one unit.
“They look great, don’t they?” Ronan says beside me. “Even better than last time.”
“We are a fierce group,” I say. I would never say there’s no room for improvement, but it’s difficult for me to see anything in particular we need to address.
“Cameron is missing a beat here and there,” Lucian points out, gesturing at one of the younger warriors.
I give my attention to the young man and see what my cousin is talking about. “Make a note to have Merek follow up with him.” It’s just a fraction of a beat every once in a while, but it should be addressed.
Lucian is quite good at scrutinizing our troops. He doesn’t miss much. He’s also out here every day, so he knows where to watch to find any possible areas of concern.
“When are you going to let that wildcat in here?” Ronan asks with a chuckle.
I turn and look at him for a moment, not sure what he’s talking about. “What’s that?”
“Fiona,” he clarifies. “She’s a fierce warrior, too, from what I hear. It might be interesting to see her spar with Hitch or Wallace.”
“Hitch or Wallace?” I look at the two enormous warriors on the other side of the large training facility and shake my head. “They would kill her.”
“You think? I don’t know. She has a reputation of being a pretty talented warrior. It would definitely be something to watch.” Ronan has the same amused expression on his face that he always has, so it’s difficult to decide whether or not he’s joking.
“Liora has sparred with each of them,” Lucian reminds me.
“That’s different.” I’m not sure why I think that’s the case. I don’t know if Liora is a fiercer warrior than Fiona because I’ve only seen one of them fight. Still, I say, “We know what Liora can do.”
“What better way to find out than to put her in the ring?” Ronan asks.
I tip my head to the side and look at him for a long moment before I ask, “Why do you want our prisoner to have the opportunity to beat one of our warriors up?”
He finds that amusing for reasons I can’t understand. “I’d just like to see her in action, that’s all. And maybe it would help her burn off some of that willful spirit of hers.”
“I don’t give a fuck if she’s pacing the room like a bear; she’s not here to show off her skills. She’s here to make us some money and a stronger alliance with a crucial kingdom.” I fold my arms across my chest and turn my attention away from my two heckling cousins.
“When are you going to start breaking her, and how?” Lucian asks.
“That’s not your concern.” I glare at him.
“Well, if it’s not going to be in here, will it be in the bedroom?” Ronan keeps his voice down for once.
Now, I’m angry enough to punch my own Beta in the mouth. “Are you accusing me of being a rapist, Ronan?”
“No, not at all. But that’s the definition of breaking her, isn’t it? Getting her to consent?” He shrugs like he’s just asked me if I intend to invite her to walk around the garden with me, not if I’m going to fuck her senseless.
“I’d be happy to try.” Lucian smirks, and a rich chuckle emanates from his throat.
“No one is seducing the princess.” I speak in my Alpha voice, so it’s a command, just in case one of them gets brave and decides to try it.
I return my attention to the warriors, but my mind isn’t on the various moves they’re making. No, I’m thinking about Fiona.
I’m not thinking about her out here on the floor with the other warriors, though. No, I’m envisioning her in my bed, writhing beneath me as I claim her from behind. Her body glistening in the moonlight, her long hair wrapped around my wrist. My cock twitches in my pants, and I try to force myself to think about something else so that it’s not evident I’m walking with a third leg.
After the review, I head back to my office to make some notes about what I’ve seen today, but all I can think about is fucking Fiona.
A knock on my door is a welcome relief to my intrusive thoughts? “Yes?”
Liora walks in, a small smirk on her face. “Pardon the intrusion, Alpha.”
“It’s never an intrusion when it’s you.” I set the report aside and give her my attention as she sinks down across from me. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything’s fine. I just wanted to give you an update. The princess has calmed down a bit recently. Did you speak to her?”
“I did.” I clear my throat, remembering how close I was to her when I warned her to calm the hell down.
She nods. “Well, I guess it had some impact on her since I just walked in on her asleep, writhing around, calling your name.” A crooked smile pulls up one side of her mouth.
“Wh-what?” Again, my cock is twitching. I’m glad I’m sitting behind the desk. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, Alpha, I am.” That smile doesn’t fade.
My mouth drops open. I don’t know what to say. All these hours, I’ve been imagining her naked, and she was having a wet dream about me.
Fuck me.