Van, Becca - Her Norland Warriors (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (2 page)

Hakon, his brothers, and his men converged through the now-open doors to the space transport, their stun guns on the lowest setting.

The pandemonium that broke out amongst the passengers was laughable in Hakon’s eyes. He stepped through the airlock and scanned the ship. The crew members were trying to keep the hysterical passengers calm, and they stopped and turned toward him and his followers.

“Thank you, God.” A male crew member of the public transport stepped forward. “Are you here to help us?”

“Yes. Get everyone onto our ship as quickly as possible. This baby could blow at any time,” Hakon replied.

The humanoids were so much smaller than he and his Norland warriors. Norland men were all well over six foot five and were brawny of shoulders, arms, and chests. Pretty much every single inch of them was pure warrior. The crew of the public transport ushered passengers through the airlock with quick, efficient ease, for which Hakon was grateful. A couple of his men had already checked out the cargo hold and informed him there was nothing they would want to steal. Hakon checked to make sure no one was left on board. And then he saw her.

Hakon’s eyes were drawn to the fiery red hair and lusty smile on the woman sleeping peacefully in her seat. How she could sleep through the alarms shrieking and the screeching passengers was a mystery. He moved forward, determined to get to her before one of his crew members did. He stood over her, looking down, taking in the sheen of fire on top of her head and spilling around her shoulders. She had luscious round breasts, which were straining against her peasant blouse, a tiny waist, and long, slender legs encased in black pants. She was exquisite. He yearned for her to open her eyes. He wanted to know their color. As if that thought penetrated to her mind, her lashes fluttered, and then she was looking at him. She was beautiful. Her eyes were an unusual light green. Her face was so pale, her skin a creamy white. Her lips were a natural coral pink, and her bottom lip was so full, it looked like she had a permanent pout. Hakon felt his cock twitch in his pants as desire raged through his body.

Hakon held his hand out toward her, hoping she wouldn’t be afraid of him, because he knew in that moment she was their bond mate. He knew just by looking into her eyes and by her scent, even though he hadn’t touched her yet. He held his breath as she reached for him, placing her hand in his.

“Hello, who are you?”

Hakon shivered, his whole body tightening at her touch and the sound of her soft voice. He could feel her curiosity and uncertainty beating at him as she waited for him to answer, but he could also feel her body awakening at his touch.

“I am Hakon Sigmund, and you are?”

“Jessamine Flanagan.”

* * * *

Jess’s eyes traveled over the massive man standing before her. She noted he wore tight black leather pants and heavy black boots. The only covering on his chest was a sleeveless, open, black leather vest. She could see a sword-like type weapon strapped onto his back, the handle sticking up above his wide shoulders. She let her eyes drift down to his chest and studied the runic-like tattoos covering his left pectoral muscle, which disappeared into the leather vest. There was also another tattoo around his bulging bicep. She slid her eyes away from him when she saw movement from her peripheral vision, and noticed many more men dressed in the same fashion of the man standing over her. But what caused her to become alarmed was some of them were directing women from the passenger area of the ship, and then they were gone.

“What’s going on?” Jess asked uncertainly.

“We are taking you to our home planet of Norland. Your ship is in trouble. You were lucky we happened to be in the area. We have need to hurry. The ship could blow up any moment. Everyone is already off this ship. Come, I will guide you,” Hakon answered.

“What…what did you say?” Jess asked, fear creeping into her voice as she noticed the stench of smoke and the lack of crew and passengers.

“I said…” Hakon began, only to stop when Jessamine held up her hand.

“I know what you said. Sorry, I was just a bit startled. Lead the way,” Jess replied as she stood up.

My God, the man is huge.
He had to be close to seven feet tall, if not taller, and his chest and shoulders were so wide, she couldn’t see around him. He was looking at her as if she was a meal to be devoured. She backed away slowly, until her butt hit the wall of the space transport. Shit, she was in trouble. She felt her breasts swell and her nipples harden. Her pussy clenched and leaked juices onto her panties. She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and stepped toward him with her head held high and her back and shoulders straight.

But as she got closer to him, she felt her body softening even more. Why she baulked and did what she did, she didn’t understand herself. She hurdled over the seats and took off running. She didn’t get very far. She slammed into another immovable object but didn’t fall back on her ass as expected. The mountain grabbed hold of her arms, and she looked up and up and up.
Oh shit, another giant of a man.
They had to be brothers. They had similar features, the same shoulder-length black hair and aquamarine blue eyes. This man wasn’t as tall as Hakon, but he was just as wide. He smiled down at her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and slung her over his shoulder.

Jess slumped down over his body as he carried her from the ship, through the airlock, and onto their transport. She berated herself for becoming hysterical, but harangued her body for its unusual response to the giant Hakon and his relative.

* * * *

“
She is the one, isn’t she, brother?”
Dagr said, using his mind speak, portraying his thoughts to both his brothers.

“Yes. We are lucky we found her today. It could have been many lunar cycles before we could have found our bond mate. If we had not found the ailing ship, she could have died.”
Hakon sighed.

“She is very nervous, but also very brave. She will deal well for our bond mate,”
Loki said.

“Yes, she is very afraid, but look deeper, below her fear. She is also aroused by our bodies. She will suit us and our appetites very well,”
Dagr stated with a mental grin.

“She has no enhancements like many of the other females taken to our planet. I am glad our bond mate is different from all the others,”
Hakon stated.

“I can’t wait to see our bond mate’s naked body. She is so small, but not tiny like all the others. We won’t have to treat our bond mate like she is fragile. We will be able to love her as our females were intended. With unrequited passion,”
Dagr declared.

“Let’s get out of here. We need to get our bond mate home and see that the other humanoids are sent on their way. The sooner we get her used to us and settled, the sooner we can bond with our mate,”
Hakon stated.

Chapter Two

Jess was sitting in the galley of the ship with the other rescued passengers and crew. They were all talking about the narrow escape they had just had. They had no sooner hit hyperdrive when there had been a bright flash and a loud boom. The public transport she and the others had been on had blown up and was now scattered throughout space. She and the others could all have been dead. They had all been shown the facilities, and Jess had been shown where she could sleep if she was tired. She wasn’t tired, though. She’d already slept for quite a while once they had left Earth’s atmosphere. She was still in shock. She and her fellow passengers had been told by the tall, muscular, handsome Hakon that the Norland men needed bond mates, but she had no idea what that meant, and she’d never even heard of Norland.

Jess got up and paced restlessly, then walked over to what she hoped was a food and beverage simulator and pushed a button. She sighed with relief and picked up the full cup of liquid. She took a sniff and then a taste. She would swear her eyes rolled back in her head as she tasted the delectable fruity drink. She wandered to the door and meandered her way through the hallways of the unfamiliar ship. She opened another doorway and peeked into a large bedroom. She was curious about this race that she’d had no idea existed. She looked around and, when she saw no one about, entered the room.

The bed was big enough to accommodate ten people, but she supposed that was due to the gigantic height of the Norland men. She moved about the room, pushing buttons indiscriminately, and jumped back when a concealed door slid open with a whoosh, giving her a fright. The amount of clothes hanging in the hidden cupboard was ludicrous, and they were all the same. Pair after pair of black leather pants and vests. Why would anybody need so many clothes?

Jess looked back to the door when she heard footsteps stop outside. She pushed the button again, closing the closet door, and dove for the bed. She scrambled to the far side against the wall. She sat there panting on the massive bed, her back against the wall, her knees drawn up to her chest. The door slid open, and in they sauntered. Three of the tallest, widest, handsomest men she’d ever seen.

Their height ranged from just over seven feet tall, down to just under. They all had straight, black, shoulder-length hair and wide shoulders, which tapered down into slim hips. The three men were all formed in that scrumptious masculine
V
shape. They all had similar runic tattoos over their left pecs, which were revealed by their open vests, and she could see more art around their bulging biceps. And their eyes. Their eyes were such a deep blue, they looked almost indigo, and they were staring at her as if she were their last meal. The tallest of the men spoke, breaking her wandering eyes and intent concentration.

“You have no need to fear us, female. We would never hurt you.”

Jess stared at him, her mouth hanging open at his audacity. Of course she was nervous. She didn’t know them. Then she realized the one who had spoken was Hakon, and the man standing next to him was the one who had slung her over his shoulder and carried her off the damaged ship.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been wandering about. I was just curious. I hope I haven’t offended you in any way,” Jess said breathlessly and pulled her legs up tighter to her chest. She looked away nervously and stared up at the ceiling above her.

Jess pushed back into the wall as far as she could when Hakon strode forward. He didn’t stop until his long, muscular legs touched the side of the large bed. His stance was aggressive, his hips were jutted forward, and his biceps bulged as he crossed his arms over his rippling chest. Jess hid her head, resting her forehead on her knees and covering her head with her arms. She had never learned when to keep her mouth shut or to stop and think before her spontaneous nature took over. Now she had been caught red-handed in a room she shouldn’t have been in. She was definitely crazy for letting her curiosity take over, especially when she had no idea how these men were going to react to her.

Jess whimpered when she felt the mattress move and lifted her head to see Hakon reaching for her. She scrambled to the top of the bed until she’d wedged her body into a tight corner.
Good going, Jess. You’ve just trapped yourself.

“Do not be afraid of us, little one. We will never hurt you. You are our bond mate. It is our duty to protect you,” Hakon stated quietly, his hand still thrust out toward her. “Come, we will learn of each other.”

“What? What do you mean I’m your bond mate? And what the hell do you mean by
our
?”

“We will share our bodies with you, and eventually our minds.”

“You want to have sex with me? Why would I want to do that? You don’t even know me, and I don’t know you,” Jess replied. Her traitorous body was responding to the sexy men, and she wasn’t sure how to handle that.

“I am Dagr, brother to Hakon, and this is our brother, Loki. We would like to get to know you, Jessamine, and for you to know us. It may take a while before we can arrange for the transportation of your people back to your world. But in the meantime, we would like you to spend some time with us,” the man standing behind Hakon said with a wicked smile.

Jess thought he looked too smarmy to her. He needed to be taken down a peg or two, the arrogant ass, but she was too scared to push them too far, especially after they had just told her it would take time to arrange transport back to Earth.

“I am pleased to see you, Jessamine,” Loki said, formally bowing from the waist.

Jess could see the twinkle in his eye and knew Loki wasn’t as intense as his brothers. Dagr and Hakon were both very dominant and aggressive men. She could tell by their stances and the steel in their eyes.

Jess eyed the three brothers, wondering what she was supposed to do now, but her thoughts completely flew from her mind as Hakon reached out and clasped one of her ankles. The man’s hand was huge. He enveloped her flesh and bone, covering her skin with his tanned appendage. She felt her pussy clench with need, and fire traveled through her blood, heating her skin and causing goose bumps to rise. She could feel her panties becoming soaked with her juices as the heat of Hakon’s skin warmed hers. She squeezed her legs together, trying to ease the throbbing ache in her clit, but the action didn’t make a bit of difference.