Command by Viola Grace

provide them?”
    Orriko nodded. “Yes. We have three women of good family willing to go to your clan, Bael Russko.”
    “When will they be arriving? Our males will either fight for the clan or fight for a female against their brethren, they are getting anxious.”
    Orriko nodded. “They are simply waiting until the mourning period for my father is over.”
    “So, the end of the week?”
    “Yes. Now, Bael Horsar, what are you here to demand?”
    Lilli rested her head against Orriko’s chest and listened to the demands for grain, tech and personnel. Some he agreed to, some he rejected outright and invited the Bael in question to attack at their leisure.
    She remained quiet and idly stroked Orriko’s chest until she heard the demand. “I want your mate, Bael Lerock.”
    She jerked out of her stupor and stared at the male who had spoken. He was leaning forward and staring at the expanse of her thigh.
    She scowled and yanked the fabric over to cover more skin. “I am pregnant, moron.”
    He grinned. “I do not care. Bael Lerock can have his child, and I can have you.”
    Orriko gently lifted her in his arms and stood. “You cannot have her, Bael Polgeal.”
    “I think I can.”
    The other men got to their feet and everyone backed away from the centre of the pavilion.
    Lilli felt the tugging of the wind on her skirt and she was trying desperately to not give them the order to stop being morons.
    Polgeal was taller than Orriko by a few inches, but Orriko was wider at the shoulder. The two Baels collided with a thud in the centre of the pavilion, and they locked in place as they fought for supremacy.
    Polgeal looked like he was getting the upper hand, but Orriko shifted and the taller male struck the floor with a thud. He got up, and they locked again.
    Ythrin was standing next to her, so she whispered, “Why are they doing this?”
    He grinned. “They are proving to you that they are the best warrior and therefore the best mate for you. With a limited number of women, we tend to do this a lot.”
    She chuckled at the insight into Ikanni life. It distracted her from the fight in the centre of the floor.
    The men were on top of each other now, rolling and punching, their dark skin shining with sweat.
    Orriko finally knelt across Polgeal’s body and punched him in the jaw, leaving him unconscious.
    Lilli walked over to him and helped him stand. “That was impressive, Orriko.”
    The moment he was upright, he lifted her and took her lips in a possessive kiss that involved cupping her ass with one hand and winding the other in her hair. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, wrapping her fingers in his hair to hold him tight as the embrace sent ripples of lust through her system.
    She wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked on him, rubbing against the ridge of his erection through his leathers. Lilli let out a low moan, and he bit her lip gently before kissing his way down her neck.
    Holding her with his grip under her ass, he reached between them and freed his cock, its wide, flared head was slick with precum and with a few jerks, he moved her skirt out of the way and spread the lips of her sex, lifting her to take the wide head of his erection inside her.
    He lifted and dropped her, widening his stance for balance, his lips on her neck, gnawing gently before biting deep as he pumped into her with ferocity.
    She creamed on his cock and screamed as her first orgasm ripped through her, whimpering as he continued until the heat and tension caught her again and her body clasped him tightly.
    He groaned and held her as his cock pulsed and twitched inside her. When his body had subsided and their breathing had returned to normal, he slowly lifted her off him and set her on her feet.
    The fabric swung back into place, covering her once again. Lilli leaned her forehead against Orriko’s chest and tried to get the blush on her cheeks under control. Her senses told her that she was not alone and that her mate was not the