Own Her (The Warriors of Hades 3)

She bit her bottom lip, gripped his arms, and breathed out, “It feels good.” She flicked her gaze to Savastian and Fillip, who were now on either side of him, staring at them pleasuring themselves at the sight of her.

“You like my finger in your ass, don’t you, Mekenna.” He didn’t say it like a question, because he knew she did. He pressed a finger in her cunt, loved that her body clenched around both digits now, and placed his mouth at her throat. He bit at her flesh, gently, softly.

She nodded at his statement, and a wave of pleasure at her acceptance filled him.

“When I’ve stretched your ass good and deep, you’ll take my brother, female.” He bit her neck harder this time. “You’ll wear our marks, be filled with our cum so it soaks your inner thighs, and every time you sit, you’ll feel our dicks still inside you. You’ll be sore, stretched, but still want more.”

She nodded her approval. When it came down to it, if she surrendered her body to them, which she was, they were going to take all of it. Every single last fucking inch.

He shoved another finger in her pussy, and a second later did the same to her ass. He fucked both of her holes like he couldn’t get enough, and the truth was he couldn’t.

“I want this so bad.” The harsh breathing of his brothers right beside him let Viktor know they wouldn’t last much longer in keeping their desires at bay.

“And we’re about to give it to you.”

12

Mekenna couldn’t help the way she started to rub her pussy along Viktor’s hand. He had already gotten her off, and this just seemed like torture—a very, very good kind, but torture nonetheless. As if he read her mind, he removed his fingers from her, gripped her ass, and lifted her up until she was forced to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

His cock was big and hard between her legs, and she wished he’d remove his leathers. She wanted them all naked like she was. When she looked over his shoulder, she took note that Savastian and Fillip were already nude, their cocks stiff and pointing right at her. Their erections sprang forth from smooth, hard red skin.

The fact that they had no body hair made their bulging muscles stand out even more.

Viktor moved them out of the module they were in and into a sleeping chamber. Seconds later, a soft platform greeted her back. Savastian and Fillip were moving into the room as well, and once all four of them were inside, the door materialized, closing them in together.

This whole situation was right, felt perfect, and she wasn’t about to take that away from herself. Never taking his eyes off her, Viktor started to unlace the ties that held his leathers together. The other two Hades brothers moved to each side of the platform, their hands on their massively huge erections, and their eyes on her.

Viktor pushed his leathers down his thighs, ones that were easily as thick as the trunk of a Nekalla tree. Corded muscles greeted her when she flicked her gaze over the three naked Hades males standing before her.

These were her three warriors, her mates. The look on their faces, the pulsating heat emanating from them, and the way they held nothing back showed her she was something special to them.

It was then, as they breathed like they had been running for miles, that she knew they wouldn’t let her go and that she didn’t want to be let go.

“Spread your thighs, female.” Savastian’s voice was a rough growl, and it sent a little tingle to the tips of her fingers and toes. Placing her feet flat on the bed, she parted her thighs, and when she felt the cool air move along her pussy, she stopped.

Fillip moved forward, placed one knee on the bed, and put his hands on her knees. Keeping eye contact with her, he slowly pulled her legs farther apart until her inner muscles protested.

“When we say spread your thighs, we mean exactly that, female.” Fillip leaned down and claimed her lips with his. “You are not to hide this from us, because we want every inch of you,” he said against her mouth.

While still holding her legs apart, he smoothed his hand down her inner thigh and ran his fingers through her pussy lips. Savastian reached out and gripped the back of her hair, tugging at the strands lightly. He tilted her head back, pulling her lips from Fillip’s, and kissed her hard, possessively, and like he was intoxicated from her.

Her breasts were unrestrained, hanging loose, and rising and falling from her respirations. Savastian climbed on the bed now too, and Viktor did the same until all three brothers were with her on the sleeping platform, their big, red, muscular bodies shadowing hers.