Grace Goodwin - Trinity

“Prime Nial? This is Captain Leoron Turaya. How may I assist you?” My voice cut through the night.

“Leo? Can you hear me?” The Prime’s voice was deeper than I remembered, and the faint sound of a female in the background drifted to me across the vast expanse of space.

“Tell him to hurry. I don’t trust those people,” she said. Didn’t trust who? What was going on?

“Yes, sir. What can I do for you?” How the hell was he placing a direct call to my NPU? The neural processing unit was standard issue for everyone in the Coalition Fleet, and most diplomats from the individual planets chose to have them inserted as well. Universal translators, they made communication across all the races easy, but I’d had no idea the Fleet could transmit directly to me from halfway across the galaxy. From the ground to a ship? Yes. But from Prillon Prime into my skull?

“I have a very important, extremely delicate task for you, Leo. Are you alone?”

I spun in a slow circle, checking my surroundings. I was on the side of a mountain in the middle of the night at the base of a watchtower. Every sane person on this side of the planet was asleep right now. Besides Gadiel far above me, but he was too distant to overhear. “Yes, Prime Nial. I am completely alone. How may I be of service?”

He cleared his throat and I clenched my teeth. I knew Nial well from my fighting days. He’d saved my life, and I’d sworn to answer his call if he needed me. “Don’t call me Prime, Leo.”

I couldn’t help the way the corner of my mouth tipped up. He might be Prime, but he always said he was just a Prillon warrior saving the Coalition from the Hive, just like any other.

“Fine, Nial ,” I replied, ensuring deference could still be heard. “I have not forgotten the life debt I owe. Ask for anything. It will be yours.”

His sigh made my head hurt. “I am transporting three women to Mytikas within the hour. I’m sending you the location of the specific transport station now.”

The coordinates were recited in my ear by the transport computer and I recognized the location. “That’s on the opposite side of the city.”

“Can you arrive in time?”

I looked out over the quiet city streets. Mytikas was a sprawling metropolis that filled the valley between two mountain ranges. “Yes. It will be close, but I can be there in an hour.” I’d need to run down the mountain and break a few laws when I reached my EMV, but the vehicle was fast. I’d make it.

“Thank the gods.” I could hear the relief in his voice.

“He can get there? They’re going to need help. And I don’t like the idea of them transporting to a strange planet without someone there we trust.” The woman’s voice was louder now, and soft, but not tender. Hers was a voice accustomed to giving orders.

“Yes, love,” Nial said. “Leo will be able to meet them.” That tone was one I’d never heard from him before, and I almost didn’t recognize his voice. He sounded… gentle. Which, when I thought of the giant Prillon warrior, was not a word I had ever associated with him before.

“Thank god,” the female continued. “Especially with Trinity’s little problem.”

“Congratulations on your mating, Nial,” I said. He’d called her love, which let me know exactly who the new Prime was talking to. Lady Jessica Deston, his mate. I assumed his second was nearby. And what problem?

“Thank you,” he replied. “How did you hear the news? Alera is far from Prillon Prime.”

I laughed, the sound bursting out of me. “Everyone in the galaxy heard about it, you lucky bastard. If you didn’t want everyone to know, you and Ander shouldn’t have claimed the beautiful lady in the fighting arena during a live, interplanetary broadcast.” I’d watched the entire event of the two Prillon males claiming their female. Sacred and erotic, there was no doubt Jessica belonged to Nial and Ander. I was happy for my friend, but had felt nothing as I watched the ceremony. The female he’d been matched to via the Interstellar Brides Program, a woman from Earth, was striking, and very responsive to her mates as they’d claimed her. I’d been pleased that Nial had found happiness, but my body remained as it had always been, dormant.

While a Prillon was connected to his mate and his second by collars that shared feelings, emotions and even sensations, an Aleran male had no such connection. Finding a mate was not easy, especially when an awakening only occurred for The One. And only for her. My cock would not rise until she was before me. Oh, I could feel a shadow of desire, stroke my length in anticipation of sinking into my mate’s tight pussy, but there would be no completion, no satisfaction, until I was buried deep between her thighs. Only then would I come for the first time.

I knew how to fuck a female—in theory—I just hadn’t done it yet. Besides witnessing other claiming ceremonies like Prime Nial’s, all males on Alera had attended classes for such things. For while it might take decades for our cocks to awaken to The One, it was crucial we could satisfy our female when the time came. Once a cock was awakened, it would rule a male, drive him to fuck his mate hard and often. Failing to bring a mate her pleasure was a great dishonor, and every male’s greatest fear.

Until my body awakened, I was solely a vessel for work, not pleasure.

“Yes,” Nial replied. “Well, how could I resist?” His own laughter made me smile, his obvious happiness with his mate coming through loud and clear. Being Prillon, he wouldn’t have had a dormant cock like an unmated Aleran male, but I had no doubt the first sight of his matched mate had made his cock rise and, most likely, had yet to go down.

“Not to distract, Nial, but who is Trinity? And what problem?”

“Yes. That.” He cleared his throat. “As I said, I am sending three women to Alera. They are to be protected with your life. Do you understand? Every resource you can bring to bear, every friend, every weapon and loyalty you owe me is to be given to these females from Earth. They must be guarded at all costs.”

My mind raced. Women from Earth? Coming to Alera? With Prime Nial’s personal protection?

“It will be my honor,” I told him. “I give you my word. But I don’t understand. Who are they? And why are females from Earth coming here?”

Earth was a primitive planet, not yet a full member of the Interstellar Coalition. They were probationary members, and wouldn’t have been contacted for another century, at least, if not for the Hive threat so close to them. I had not even heard of an Earth female being matched through the Interstellar Brides Program to a male from Alera.

Nial’s mate must have been listening, because she answered my question. “They’re from Earth, Leo, which means they’re mine. My people. They need to be protected. Okay?”

I answered in her strange Earth slang. “Okay. I give you my word as well. I will protect them with my life.”

“Thank god.” There she went again, thanking a male deity while all in divinity knew the creator was feminine. Strange creatures, Earthlings. “Now, about Trin’s problem, she’s got some kind of mating fever, like an Atlan, but not exactly. She almost killed some poor guy back home, sucked him dry, you know?”

What the fuck was this female talking about? How did a small, soft, gentle female suck a man to death? Did Jessica mean this Trinity female sucked an Earth male’s cock too hard? Were Earth males so weak that they’d die from something I’d heard was extremely pleasurable? Was this Earth female too good at the task? I palmed my cock through my pants, wondering what it would feel like to have a hot, wet mouth taking me deep.