Minka didn’t want to stop it though.
Brawn moved closer to her, cupped her cheek, and searched her face with his gaze. “Thorque healed you,” he said.
She licked her lips and nodded. “He did, while you two were beating each other up.”
Brawn smirked, shook his head, and then breathed out. “You shouldn’t have seen that, but sometimes it’s hard not to let our basic needs overcome us.” He moved his thumb along her cheekbone. The scent of blood, sweat, and male aggression still filled the air.
Lukin moved closer as well, smoothed his hand down her arm, and held her hand. “I shouldn’t have taken you out without telling Thorque and Brawn.”
“I wanted to go out. If you were in the wrong, so was I.” She looked at all of them. “But I won’t lie. Up until the whole freaky creature attack, I felt free, and loved you taking me out, Lukin.”
He smiled, leaned in, and kissed her softly. But right when he pulled away, she wrapped her hand around his neck and deepened the kiss. Lukin groaned. She pulled back and then started kissing Brawn. It was like something broke inside her, and all this need and desire washed through her.
She turned away from Lukin and Brawn and started to kiss Thorque again. Her lust was a hard, violent creature inside her, and there was no desire to tame it.
10
“Are you sure about what you’re doing right now, Minka?” Thorque murmured against her mouth.
She nodded, unable to think clearly, as her actions were purely instinct right now.
Lukin grabbed her again, turned her around, and took her mouth in a hard, almost brutal kiss. She was so far gone that she liked it rough, needed it that way even. Being with them was freeing, made her feel alive and open, and she was not going to fight or hide from her arousal any longer. Spearing her hands in his short hair, she kissed him just as frantically.
Knowing that Thorque and Brawn were right there with them, watching it all, and just as aroused, turned her on even more. Minka was wet, needy, and wanted all of them. She wanted this life, was prepared for what it offered, and just had to accept that things would always be different. They could have hurt her ten times over by now, left her in that forest on that horrid planet for the Razzora to finish her off.
But they hadn’t, and she knew they wouldn’t hurt her. When she listened to them talk about her being their mate, about them wanting to cherish and protect her, and make sure she never wanted for anything, there was solid truth in their words. She heard it, felt it, and wanted to live it. Never in her horrible life had she ever felt the smallest amount of desire to have a family. The fear of the world they lived in was not just her emotions playing with her, but a fact and reality.
This world, planet, galaxy, whatever it was all made up as, was not how it had been for her ancestors. Humans no longer had a safe haven to grow and prosper, to have families and thrive. They were all but wiped out, and the ones who were still alive were in hiding, running for their lives, and trying to survive each and every day.
These deep, growling noises came from Lukin as he kissed her. He stroked her tongue with his, and the heat from his body seeped into her. Sweat beaded her brow, adrenaline pumped through her veins from the situation they had just gotten out of, and she was so aroused she couldn’t even think straight.
Lukin pulled her head back with a hand in her hair, looked down at her lips that felt so swollen and wet, and made another deep, needy sound. “You’re ours, Minka. Only ours, and we are about to claim you right now, because we can’t wait any longer.”
She felt Brawn and Lukin’s body heat fill her, surround her, and make her even hotter with lust. Licking her lips and nodding, she knew she wanted to be theirs as well. She reached up, unable to even stop herself as her lust consumed her, and ran the pads of her fingers along one of Lukin’s dark eyebrows.
A shiver worked through his massive body, and he tightened his hold on her hair, as if it was an involuntary action.
“If you only knew what your touch does to me, Minka,” he said harshly and claimed her mouth again. She had her hand wrapped fully around his bulging bicep now and felt herself grow wetter.
“We need you, Minka,” Thorque inserted, and she broke the kiss and glanced at him and Brawn, who stood only a few feet away now. Even though they wore their dark leather pants, she could see how hard they were and how thick and big their erections were as they pressed against the material.