And then the four of them collapsed on the bed, trying to catch their breath.
Next step was taking their mate to their home, her new home, and showing her for the rest of their lives that they were meant to be together.
14
They had just landed, and Mekenna was still stunned at her surroundings. The cliff they were on was as black as the night, as dark as her males’ eyes. Yes, they were her males, and she wore their marks on her neck to prove that.
She stayed back as they finished shutting down and locking up the spacecraft. It wasn’t the largest one she had seen but definitely had a lot of amenities. But Viktor had explained that on their world, they lived a more primitive life, one where the luxuries that surrounded her in her former life wouldn’t be a common sight.
Mekenna didn’t care though and, in fact, didn’t want amenities that would blind her with the cost or abundance. She’d lived a poverty-stricken life personally, and just because she had been surrounded by wealth didn’t mean she had really experienced any of that.
She had been a servant, the lowest of the low, because of her genetics. Living in a cave with nothing but a flame and pallet as her possessions was fine as long as she had these three males in her life.
Moving toward the cliff, she made sure to keep a safe distance but still looked over the edge. A grand ocean of flames and lava was a hundred feet below, the bubbling and popping of the creatures moving beneath it evident even from her height.
Lifting her gaze, she stared at the sharp and jagged black mountains that were in the distance beside them, and on the other side of the fiery ocean was the forest of flames the brothers had talked about. She didn’t recall each name of these parts of their world, but it was all very fantastical.
“Ready, mate?” Savastian asked and moved toward her. Fillip and Viktor were finishing with closing up the ship. They turned and faced her, and images of what they had all shared passed through her mind.
The three marks on her neck burned with passion. She placed a hand on her throat, felt the first two marks from the brothers, and then lifted her other hand and touched the third one. Savastian was right in front of her, removed her hands, and placed his mouth over his mark.
“You make me crazy with lust, my female.”
A shiver worked its way through her body after Savastian spoke. “The three of you make my thoughts go all jumbled.” She laughed at her juvenile words, but the heat in their gazes had her amusement at her response drying up. Viktor and Fillip moved closer, their erections clearly pushing against their leathers, and low growls of desire left them.
They were insatiable for her, but then again, she felt the same way for them. It was all very strange to feel this way, to have these emotions for men she just met. But this was not a normal situation or claiming, and she hadn’t led a normal life.
Savastian wrapped his arms around her, lifted her so she was now being cradled, and smiled down at her. It was unusual to feel this sensation inside her when she looked at each of them. She felt this connection, this need that moved through her and stole her sanity and thoughts on what was the right and wrong way to go about living her new life.
Maybe it was because they saved her from a life that had been a fate worse than hell, a life that was demeaning and hurtful, filled with no love whatsoever.
They had taken her away from a life that was slowly killing her.
The sound of Savastian’s wings emerging surrounded her. The feel of the wind increasing as he flapped them had her glancing at the other two brothers. Fillip and Viktor were also letting their wings come out, and the impressive sight of them stunned her.
Their wings were tipped with claws, dark and sharp, deadly, and she knew they were used as weapons. The wingspan itself was monstrously huge, at least double the size of their seven feet height. And then Viktor and Fillip were airborne. The wind picked up, hot and dry, and she stared at the two males that were like demons… her demons.
Their big red bodies, their black claws that tipped their massive, strong hands, and the black wings that curled and unfurled as they kept airborne were like a violent, frightening, arousing vision.
“Are you ready to see your new home, my female?” Savastian asked.
She stared at him, got lost in the dark gaze as he held her, and knew she had never been more ready for something in her life than she was right now. “I’ve never been more ready than I am for this.”