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Her heart stopped at the price her owner wanted. That was an obscene amount for any servant, even a young, prime female with her virginity intact. The most she had ever seen a servant go for was eight hundred Rubletques, and even then, that had been a lot, enough to cause a gasp throughout the auction house.
“Done,” the leader said in a deep, hard voice. He pulled out a small leather satchel that had been attached to his waist and grabbed the amount he needed to give to her owner.
No, he isn’t her owner anymore.
That was a heady feeling inside her, yet she didn’t know how these males would react to her presence. They would treat her well, because she knew their species well enough to know they were gentle giants when the time called for it.
But did they want her for sexual gratification or domestic duties? Either way, it didn’t matter, because she was getting a different kind of freedom.
6
Mekenna stared out the window of the spacecraft and watched as Sessinea faded in the distance. They’d launched many hours ago, and although she was still in shock over the turn of events, she also thought maybe she was dreaming.
How had she woken up this morning as a servant to a man who was her father and owner, one who despised her and wanted to punish her for the very fact that she lived, yet she was no longer his property? It was surreal, strange, and fantastical, and she didn’t know if she would ever get used to it.
She heard someone enter as the sliding door whooshed open. Turning around, she saw Viktor, the one she’d found out was the eldest out of the three Hades brothers, entering the room she was in. The chamber was an observation deck, with floor-to-ceiling windows that gave a view of the planets and stars.
“You’re okay, female?” he asked, and she nodded. But honestly, she wasn’t, and she didn’t know when she would be. She felt off-balanced right now, like she didn’t know what to expect, if this was really her life now, or what her future held. He had spoken to her in his native tongue, and although she wasn’t exceptionally fluent in their language, she was comfortable speaking it and knew she’d need to get used to it.
They were her owners now, all three of them, and she needed to adapt to their life.
“I’m fine.” She lifted her hand to her lip that had been spilt and sore when they first had her board their spacecraft. They put healing gel on it, and now there was just a faint pink line showing where her wound had been. “Thank you.”
He nodded but didn’t respond. Viktor stepped closer to her, and the scent of him filled her nose. Whatever it was about the three Hades warriors was instantaneous inside her, had her warm and soft, and made her think about everything she wanted to do with them sexually. She had never wanted a male to be with her in that way, and never had the desire to allow a man into her bed.
They had just come to her, expecting her to give them whatever they wanted because they were the males and she was the servant. To them, she wasn’t anything more than a vessel for their pleasure.
“I want to thank you again for taking me away from that life. You’ll never know how much it was like a living hell.”
He moved closer to her. “I can imagine.” He stepped nearer still. “Are you comfortable speaking my language, or would you prefer I speak Sessinea until we implant a language chip in you?”
She shook her head. “I would prefer to speak Hades.”
He nodded, and she pressed her back to the glass. It was chilled slightly, and the feeling of her warm, sweaty palms on the cool glass sent a shiver through her. She waited for his next move, but he just stood there for several moments, staring at her. Her arousal for this male, for the other two Hades warriors as well, was not something she was used to, and honestly she felt a little out of her element.
A lot, actually. They were not of her species, maybe even saw her as some kind of oddity because of her half-human and half-Cellulion genetics. But she couldn’t scent any mistrust or deceit from them, and couldn’t see any hidden agendas on their expressions.
“We have no hidden agendas, female,” he said softly, and she realized she had spoken out loud. “We do not want to own you in the sense that you were a servant and piece of property to that motherfucker.”
The sound of him cursing the name of her former owner was a shock at first, but then she found a thrill from it.
“We want you in the sense that you are our equal and we are owned by you just as much as we own you.” He moved closer, and she felt his heat intensify. “We want you as our mate, as our female and breeding partner.” He lifted a hand and brushed a lock of her hair away. “We want to share you, to be one with you, and in return, you will be cherished and protected like you never have been.”
