her with hooded eyelids. He clenched his hands at his sides, over and
over again, releasing and flexing as if he were trying to calm himself. The
middle brother, Savastian , stood to Viktor’s right,
this low, growling sound leaving him as he watched her as well. And then there
was the youngest Hades warrior, Fillip. He already had his hand down his
leathers, and she could see the way he touched himself lewdly, erotically, and
to the point that she was getting even more aroused.
Their
red flesh covered their massive frames. At seven feet in height they were the
tallest humanoid species in the galaxy. Their muscles were pronounced, their
strength and power evident. Dark, tribal Hades ink circled their biceps, and
although each was similar in appearance because they shared the same bloodline,
they were distinctly different as well. Viktor and Savastian had shorter black hair, whereas Fillip had longer hair that brushed his
shoulders. They all had the same onyx colored eyes and fangs that lightly
brushed the bottom of their lips. And their claws, gods, the black claws they
had on the tips of their fingers had these images of them naked and sweaty, and
marks covering her flesh. A shiver worked through her at the thought.
Her
heart rate and breathing increased just knowing that the three warrior brothers
were a few feet from her. A high unlike anything she had ever known filled her,
causing a dizzying sensation to nearly claim Mekenna .
Her pulse seemed to beat everywhere, but was far more pronounced in her clit.
She wanted these three warriors, and not because they had purchased her from
her former master, and saved her from a life of servitude, but because her body
lit up just in their presence.
As
they watched her with gazes so primal her knees nearly buckled, Mekenna felt her heart beat in her throat. Her pussy was
wet, embarrassingly so, and although she had been used sexually by some of the
guards, with permission from her Master, this was the first time she had wanted to be touched by a male.
Viktor
was the first to step forward. The small room seemed to shrink even more, and
the warmth increased to a fever pitch. “You’re afraid.” It wasn’t a question,
wasn’t an accusation, but more of a lust thickened response from him. Yes she
was, but not in the way he clearly thought. These three brothers were brutal,
feral, and savage.
Viktor
took another step forward, and another, until if he inhaled deeply his chest
would brush against hers. She saw Savastian and
Fillip move closer as well. She forced her eyes to stay open, forced herself to
keep his gaze, and told herself not to crumble under his carnal pheromones.
These three Hades males were compelling, and although being with them toed the
line of danger, she wasn’t afraid.
“You should be afraid, only because our
species is far stronger than you, hybrid. But you have nothing to fear from us.”
His baritone voice wrapped around her, and an obscene amount of wetness slipped
from her pussy. He inhaled deeply, and this animalistic growl left him. “We
didn’t buy you from that bastard of a Master because we wish to own a slave,”
he said in a low, husky voice. “We purchased you because we wanted you from the
moment we saw you.” He lifted his hand and snagged a lock of her hair. “And
then I saw him put his hand on you, dare to think touching a female in such a
way was appropriate.” This chill came from him in a tidal wave. “I could have
killed him right then and there, Mekenna . I could
have torn his limbs from his body without even thinking.”
Her
entire life she had been nothing but a piece of property. Mekenna had been beaten, discarded when she was done being used, and looked upon as
some kind of freak because of her mixed species bloodline. She had always been
no one, yet right now she felt like she was something important. She hadn’t
even known these males for very long, didn’t know their backgrounds, or their
personalities well enough