He could feel Surge’s frustration. The male was most often the victor when it came to battles that tested strength. Not so much when it came to stamina. Surge hated to lose. It was important that he make the male understand why stamina was important. He was sure that deep down this warrior knew it already. He just needed a bit of extra convincing.

“It should be both in equal measure. Let me explain it another way.” He shrugged. “Battle, in many ways, is like rutting.”

This earned him a few sniggers from the males. It certainly got all of their attention. “A big cock will go a long way in ensuring a positive outcome…”

There were more sniggers.

“However, a big cock is not, in itself, a guarantee of success. It is important to feel out your enemy. Know their strengths and weaknesses. In the case of a female, know what she wants, what makes her tick. Know what will make her scream. Then it is a case of being able to go the distance to get her there. Stamina is everything. Knowing how, and having the tools, is not always enough.” He paused. “We all have our strengths and weaknesses. We are a team. We all have different strengths and weaknesses. Know your team members. Help one another. Work together. Lastly, work on your own weaknesses. It’s a pain in the ass but it’s a necessary pain.”

Surge nodded, then he smiled. It was cocky and arrogant. “Thanks for the analogy. It has helped me to see things more clearly.”

Some of the others nodded in agreement.

“Also,” Surge continued. “With regards to the whole team work thing, my lord.” He quickly added.

Torrent folded him arms.

“Did it extend to the queen? Working as a… team to satisfy her…”

“No,” Torrent growled. He couldn’t help but to react.

“One of the human sayings is, sharing is caring.” Surge smirked. Torrent could see that he was joking. It still irked him that he dared think of his female, the queen, in that light. It didn’t matter that she was sexy and that Surge was justified. The male wasn’t, after all, blind.

Torrent wasn’t smiling. “Fuck off and fuck you and any male for that…” He took a deep breath. “Moving on…” The male didn’t mean it. No one would dare touch his mate. Of course others looked at her… in that way. She was sexy… groan worthy. Candy was… he cleared his throat. “Let’s get going. We only have so many daylight hours.”

The males removed their pants and he followed suit. He was just folding the garment when the door to the hall flew open. “Torrent!” Candy yelled.

She sounded afraid. Torrent couldn’t see her through the sea of males.

“Your female must have heard our conversation and came running.” Surge mumbled and a couple of the males chuckled.