thought the brothers would
finish what they started, but instead, as she stared at them, she saw that they
watched her almost curiously. Could they tell what she was thinking, bringing
up the past in her mind when it should have stayed in the past? She opened her
mouth to say something, anything, to make the sudden tension and weirdness in
the room leave, but Viktor was lying beside her seconds later. He pulled her
into the comfort and hard warmth of his body, cradling her and whispering
things in his native language against her hair. Savastian and Fillip lay on the other side of her, neither speaking, but giving her the
same comfort their eldest brother gave her. And when they covered her with the Renna creature hide, sacrificing their own pleasure so she
could clearly get her mind back on the present, she realized that her instincts
had been so right about these males. Where another male might have just taken
what he wanted from her body, whether or not she had wanted it, these Hades
warriors respected her. She had never felt that kind of emotion, sensation, or
feeling inside of herself, or from another being, in her entire life. It was
enough to make her cry with happiness.
Chapter
Eight
Mekenna rolled over onto her back and
stretched. Her glorious breasts lifted with her movement, and her darker blue
colored nipples tightened as the air hit them. Viktor moved his mouth to her
neck, and dragged his lips down her throat, tasting every part of her succulent
flesh. Fuck, he wanted to bite her hard enough to break skin, to taste her
blood and let his scent to go right in her body. His brothers entered the
sleeping chamber seconds later, and Viktor knew they had seen them leaving
together. No way were they going to miss mating with Mekenna for the first time, and Viktor didn’t want his brothers being absent for this,
either. The sight of his brothers undressing came into his peripheral vision,
but he kept his focus on his woman, on their mate.
Fuck
waiting. He was taking her now. They had intended to wait until they got to
their home planet of Hades, but they couldn’t stop themselves from having her.
Viktor could see it in his brothers’ eyes, too. They were starving for her,
demanding that they share her now. He didn’t bother holding in the rumble that
came from him, and the moment he saw her eyes widen, heard Savastian and Fillip curse in approval, he went for her.
He
pressed his body to hers and laid claim to her mouth. Stroking her lips with
his tongue, dragging his teeth along the spongy flesh, and settling his hips
between her open thighs, had Viktor tightening his fingers in her hair. He
tugged at the strands and tilted her head back with his iron grip. Once he had
her positioned the way he wanted, and a gasp of pain and pleasure left her, he
nearly came right then and there. Spreading his knees apart forced her legs to
go even wider, and he pressed his cock against her hot wetness.
There
was rustling on either side of him, and he didn’t need a visual of the sight of
his brothers stroking themselves. He knew damn well what they were doing, and
that was watching their mate get pleasured while they jerked themselves off. Taking
hold of her hands, he brought them up and over her head. He secured both of her
wrists with one of his hands, grabbed a piece of leather that Savastian handed him, and secured her wrists to the metal
beams that made up the wall behind the sleeping platform. A surge of power went
through him at the fact she was theirs for the taking, and that she was bound
like their offering. It wasn’t just that they could dominate her, but that she
was willingly giving herself to them,
allowing them to have full access of her body unrestrained. That alone was an
aphrodisiac of monumental proportions. He didn’t want to go slow, didn’t want
to ease her into this, even though she deserved soft and sweet.
“Gods,
I’ve never wanted a male before, but I’m so thirsty for the three of you,”
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