Rylan, Zarek, and Soran come from a planet of fire and stone. One known as hell itself. They are violent warriors, born and trained to be killers. But they need to breed, and with no females to claim on their planet, they must purchase one at the auctions.
Tessa is a human—an almost extinct race. After she is captured by slave traders, she is thrust upon an auction block. But one male seems intent on having her, and makes it known she is his. He is a giant with fire-colored skin, black soulless eyes, and onyx-tipped wings. It is only when she is inside Rylan's lair that Tessa realizes it isn't one warrior that wants her, but his twin brothers, too. Can she accept her fate and the fact the three alien males are intent on breeding with her?
Be Warned: menage sex (MFMM), anal sex, spanking, voyeurism
Zarek stood and slowly walked toward her. Tessa craned her neck back so she could look into his face. The urge to lift her hands and run them over his chest ran strong inside of her, but she kept herself still. Yes, this was so unbelievably fast and made her head spin, but she also felt good, and it wasn’t just because she had the juice. These aliens had a prowess that came from them. It was heady and intoxicating, and she felt wholly feminine, had felt that way from the moment she had looked in Rylan’s eyes. She was far from thin, had lived a healthy, full life at her camp where food hadn’t been scarce, but these men made her feel tiny. Zarek lifted his hand and took a lock of her hair in his fingers. He lifted the damp strands off her shoulders at the same time he crouched before her. He eyed her blonde hair as if it were the strangest thing he had ever seen.
“I have never seen hair this color before.” There wasn’t any question inside of her that these warriors were feared amongst many. They certainly had that menacing quality to them, but Zarek looked at her gently, and she actually found herself leaning into his touch. “This will be good, Tessa. So very good.”
For some inexplicable reason she knew this, felt it to her bones. It will be very good and feel so very wonderful if you just submit.
“You are the perfect female for us, so lush and soft, and very exotic.” Zarek lowered his eyes to her mouth. She could blame the drink on her sudden overwhelming desire to be with them, but that would be a lie. The juice had certainly aided in making her feel less strung tight, but this was all her, and she knew this was going to happen sooner or later. Might as well embrace it with arms open. “You want to give yourself to us, but you also want to stay strong and survive.” He leaned in another inch until she smelled sweetness of his breath. “Don’t fight it. Just let it take you away, and let us take care of you.” With that he leaned in the rest of the way and took her mouth in a brutal kiss.
She heard Rylan and Soran groan through the pulse pounding in her ears, but when she lifted her hands and placed them on Zarek’s wide, rock-hard shoulders, it wasn’t to push him away but to keep him close. She curled her fingers into his flesh, and a hiss left him.
“That’s it, my little female. Give me a little bit of pain.” Her murmured against her mouth, and then took his huge hand and cupped the back of her neck, speared his fingers into her hair, and tilted her head so he could deepen the kiss. There wasn’t any part of her mouth that he didn’t touch with his tongue, and that intoxicating flavor that she had scented from him filled her, and made her feel like she was soaring. Before she knew what she was doing Tessa moaned against him, pulled him closer, and realized this wasn’t nearly enough. But Zarek was unrelenting as he probed his tongue in and out, making her feeling like he was doing that right between her legs.
Heat surrounded her, and she didn’t need to break the kiss to know that one of the brothers was behind her. Only a millisecond passed before she felt hands land on her shoulder and slowly peel away the hide that covered her nudity. Chilled air greeted her exposed flesh despite the fact she was overheated with lust.
Lips trailed across her bared shoulder, and then she heard Soran’s deep voice. “So soft,” The sting of his elongated incisors scraping along the tender flesh had her shaking, but it felt so deliciously good. Tessa had to break away and suck in a lungful of air, but it was no use. She was climbing higher and higher, and all it had taken was a few skilled touches from them to make her lose her mind. She wouldn’t stop this, couldn’t, because what was life without throwing caution to the wind and going after what felt good?