Own Her (The Warriors of Hades 3)

“She is the one for us. I knew it from the moment I saw her,” Fillip said.

“Yes, she is our mate, and she has already accepted us, brothers,” Savastian spoke next.

Viktor grunted his approval. He moved over to the control station at the front of the ship and pulled up the map of the galaxy and their planet. Hades was another day or so away. Even using their increased speed to get there, it was a long way away from Sessinea. “She is our mate, and what is shocking is that she is so strong she hasn’t let her servant life control who she is.”

“She is as strong as any warrior in the Hades regimen.”

Fillip and Viktor nodded their agreement after Savastian had spoken. She might not be ready for their kind of claiming, the fact that they bred with the purpose of mating with their females until their lives ended. But they would not push her; they would never rush her into anything, no matter how much they ached for her. It was in their blood to mate with her right away, to fill her with their cum so she knew how much they wanted her.

Their kind was not gentle, but when they found that female they would share for the rest of their lives, they changed. Something shifted inside them, and that basic, primal beast in their bodies lessened toward their mate.

It was no secret that he and his two brothers were hard as fuck for Mekenna, but until she told them she was ready for this to progress, they would take their time. She would lead them in this journey, be the mother of their future sons, and she’d never know the feelings of pain, disappointment, or heartache ever again.

8

It was the following morning, and Mekenna slept in for the first time in her life. She felt rested, actually had energy, and not having to get up before the suns rose to clean and cook and tend to her asshole of an owner was strange but very welcome.

She had eaten breakfast with the warriors, walked around and gotten a tour with Savastian, and now she was doing her own exploring of the impossibly large spacecraft.

A bright light flashed to her right, and she turned and made her way down that direction. The door that was made up of this cloudy-looking glass stopped her from going into the room, and when she lifted her hand and placed it on the smooth surface, it started to ripple. It had the same effect as if a stone had been dropped into a pool of water, rippling outward until it finally settled.

The material just dissipated into thin air, and she was able to walk inside what appeared to be a greenhouse. The lush green plants and colorful flowers were a sensory overload. She had never seen so much flora in person before, not unless they were decoration pieces. But here she was, standing right in the midst of living things.

The scent was something of an olfactory orgasm, with sweet and tangy fragrances filling the air, and the humidity and temperature in the room made her skin damp.

She spent the next ten minutes looking at each flower, smelling each bud and petal, and when she heard the sound of deep grunts coming from a room down the hall, she pulled herself away from the artificial lighting and the beauty that surrounded her and made her way forward.

As soon as she was out of the greenhouse, the door rippled back in place, cutting off the steamy humidity, higher temperature, and the sights and smells. There was more grunting, a little bit of swearing, and then she saw a large room ahead. One wall was made up strictly of some type of crystallized glass. Although she could see movement and colors from the other side, because of the broken, almost grainy texture of the stone in front of her, she couldn’t see solid things.

Moving over to the door, she placed her hand on the pad beside it, the smooth metal cool to the touch. The door dematerialized and showed some kind of vast room where many items for battle were either on the wall, floor, or hanging from the rafters above. It was a huge space with bright florescent lighting, and the three men in the center were currently fighting each other.

She stepped fully inside the almost crude-looking room and went to the side so as to not bother them as they clearly trained with each other. They either didn’t realize she had entered the room—which she doubted—or they were just so focused they didn’t even glance her way.

Savastian threw a right hook at Fillip, and Viktor came after both of them with this massive, primitive sword. She had never seen one in person, knew they were not really used anymore because of the advances in technology, but the Hades males were more brutal than other species. Savastian threw a left hit, and then went back to the right, trying to take Fillip down.