Mate Her

by Jenika Snow

  “Now you taste and smell like me, and wear my mark.” He leaned in, and she saw the flash of those wicked canines. “And soon you’ll be my brothers’, too.”

  But they weren’t nearly done with her. One down, two more brothers to mate with.

  ****

  Lukin pulled her away from Brawn, and had her on his chest in seconds flat. Her legs were spread on either side of him, and he was working himself into their mate. Brawn found the sight of his female being claimed by his youngest brother pleasurable, but not because he enjoyed watching Lukin take a female. Brawn enjoyed watching because their circle was finally coming to one. Their breeding bond was almost completed, and soon their mate would be theirs and she’d carry their children.

  Brawn was hard again, needed his woman once more, but now it was time for his brothers to claim her. Lukin had his hands on her waist, and Minka was riding him like she couldn’t get enough. His cum inside of her would further help ease the stretching of his brothers fucking her, because even the gel she used only worked so far. Her tits were bouncing as she rode on top of Lukin, and she had her eyes closed and her head thrown back. His mark covered the side of her throat, and soon Lukin’s would mar the other side, and then Thorque would pierce her shoulder. She would carry all three of their breeding bites, and although it wasn’t a practice all Hades males did, it was a bone deep need they all possessed.

  Some males buried that need deep inside, and focused solely on breeding with their chosen mate. But not Brawn and his brothers. They kept that desire to have their mark on their female’s neck as much as they kept the need to claim her in every way possible riding them hard. And now they were having all of that and more. They may have only had Minka for a short time, but she was already ingrained in their very cells.

  Thorque was in position behind her, and Brawn watched Minka’s face as Thorque pushed his dick into her ass. Her lips parted, her eyes widened, and then she turned and stared right at him. Brawn stroked himself as her face turned pink as his brothers penetrated her, and then it was like she couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer. Thorque and Lukin started thrusting in and out of her fast and hard after several minutes. Her ass jiggled as his brothers brought her to another orgasm, and Brawn groaned at the expression of ecstasy that covered her face.

  Brawn could have had his dick in her mouth and been part of the triad, but he watched, was the voyeur during his brothers’ breeding, and he was getting off just fine with that. Thorque grabbed her ass, held the globes tightly, and then slammed in and out of her ass to match what Lukin was during to her pussy.

  Pre-cum steadily dripped from the tip of Brawn’s cock as he ached to be buried in her again, but they had all the time in the world to make her scream out their names. Minka opened her eyes and stared at him again, and then his brothers were growling out their orgasms.

  “This is what being with my kind is all about, Minka,” Brawn said and felt his second climax rising to the surface. He held off, though, stroked himself hard and fast, and wanted to see her come once more before he released.

  Thorque smacked her ass hard enough that the sound of skin against skin filled Brawn’s ears, and then she bit her bottom lip and cried out as she came. Lukin marked her first, right on the other side of her neck, and then Thorque pierced her shoulder. Twin trails of blood slipped down her creamy colored flesh, and then Thorque was piercing her shoulder on the opposite side. She’d become pregnant with one of their children tonight, but it didn’t matter which one. They would all soon have a son from the woman that was theirs.

  When Lukin and Thorque pulled away, and she fell back on the bed, breathing hard and a sheen of sweat covering her, Brawn got off once more. His orgasm came forth like a fucking volcano exploding. She looked so damn beautiful spread out on his bed, her dark hair a fan beneath her, and her eyes closed as she clearly absorbed in the euphoria moving through her. Once he was sated for the second time, he went over to the small bathing receptacle in his room, got a Getta hide cloth wet, cleaned himself off, and moved back toward her. He gently washed her between her thighs, and the small mewling noise she made was one of discomfort, pleasure, and sensitivity. He could sense it from her as easily as if he were feeling the emotions himself. Once he’d cleaned her as best he could he moved back onto the bed with her, situated Minka so her back was to his chest, and leaned down to kiss the crown of her head.

  Lukin handed him a new cloth, and he took it to clean the wounds on her neck and shoulder. Their scents, their very essences, were now moving through her body, and saturating every part of her so that she smelled just like them. He didn’t want to say Minka was a piece of property, because she wasn’t. She was their cherished mate, but any other male that laid eyes upon her and smelled her would know that she was theirs.

  She breathed heavily, her body relaxed and sated, and very exhausted. She was a mere human, but she had taken all three of them and given them so much. He clutched her tighter to him and breathed out himself. He felt complete now, and although he’d always have the need to be with her, it wasn’t this driving force inside of him anymore. Lukin and Thorque moved on the other side of her, and Brawn let himself fully relax.

  Minka lifted her hand and curled it around his bicep, and then reached out to touch both of his brothers. Lukin and Thorque had the same expression on their faces, one that probably mirrored his own. Minka was finally here with them, and theirs, and there was nothing anyone or anything could do that would change that fact. They would die for her, fight for her, and once they had a family they would truly be one.

  Epilogue

  Nine months later

  “It’s time,” Minka said on a groan and clutched her swollen belly. It was nine months since she had first been with Brawn, Lukin, and Thorque, and for all the danger that lay right outside this cave, she had never felt more protected than she did with them.

  “You want to be in the sleeping chamber or the bathing module?” Thorque asked, and for the first time since she had been attacked by that flying beast when she first arrived, he looked genuinely worried about her.

  She smiled, hoping to relieve his strain, because she was scared, too, but anticipated this as well. “I’m okay, and I think right now the sleeping chamber would be better.” She had never given birth before, didn’t know what to expect give the fact one of these brothers was the father of her baby. Carrying a child that was half human and half Hades had her thinking up many different scenarios on how this would play out. Would the baby be too big to deliver naturally? Her men were massively tall and muscular, and if her child took after them it would obviously be larger than a human sized newborn.

  Another contraction slammed into her, and she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. The pain was like nothing she had ever felt before.

  “I can give you something to help ease the pain,” Lukin said from a few feet away. He looked just as stressed as Thorque, and she smiled wider. “Maybe the pain has gone to her head, brother? She’s gone mad.” Lukin walked over before crouching in front of her. He reached out and pushed hair away from her face. “Do you want something to ease the pain, Minka?”

  She shook her head and closed her eyes as another contraction moved through her. “I’m okay. I can do this without anything.” She prayed she could at least.

  “I hope Brawn comes back before you have the baby, because he will be pissed if he misses it,” Thorque said and leaned in to kiss her on the crown of the head. He stood and walked over to the entrance of the cave. Brawn had left early this morning to gather some food, but he had been gone nearly half the day already and she knew she would have this baby soon.

  “He’ll be here,” Lukin said and kept his focus on her. “Come on, let’s get to the sleeping chamber.” Lukin helped her stand, and as they made their way toward the room she stopped and clutched at her stomach.

  “Oh God.” She looked down, saw the clear fluid dripping on the floor, and looked at Lukin and Thorque. “The baby is coming really, really s
oon.” She may not have ever had a child before, but she had seen enough watching the few women in the camps she had been living with to know that once the water broke the baby would be making an appearance soon.

  In seconds flat, she was in the room the four of them shared. The worry that came from Thorque and Lukin was so tangible that it seeped into her and made this situation even more uncomfortable. Thorque prepared the bed by placing clean material on it, and Lukin helped her onto it. Sweat covered her forehead, and with each passing contraction they grew stronger and closer together.

  “Where the fuck is Brawn?” Lukin seemed to mutter to himself.

  For the next several moments she focused on breathing through her mouth and exhaling through her nose. “I have to push.” She closed her eyes and rested her head on the bed. She wanted all three of her men here to experience this with her. Breathing out slowly, she opened her eyes, and as if she’d conjured Brawn with her thoughts and needs he rushed into the bedroom.

  “It’s time,” he stated, and glanced around. “I could sense it when I got close to the cave, and then once I was inside it was like something pulled me forward.”

  She didn’t know what he was talking about, but assumed it was something that only a Hades male felt with their superior senses. Blood covered him, and his hands and chest dripped with the red and black stuff. He took a step forward.

  “Stay back, Brawn. You’re filthy,” Thorque growled out and went to stand at the end of the bed between her thighs.

  Brawn stopped, looked down at himself to see all the blood, and then growled out as if he were frustrated.

  Thorque pushed her shift up, and another powerful contraction went through her. On instinct she pushed. With every contraction she did this until she was exhausted and barely able to control her breathing.

  “That’s it, Minka,” Thorque said softly.

  “You’re doing so well.” Lukin ran a rag over her forehead.

  The excitement in the room was a living entity, and she actually felt it more strongly than the pain that moved through her right now. She glanced at the entryway, expecting to see Brawn, but there was only empty space. Another contraction slammed into her, and she closed her eyes and tightened her hold on the sheets beneath her. Thorque ran some gel between her thighs, and she knew it would aid in stretching her and allowing the baby to pass through easily.

  “Almost there, baby,” Thorque said, and when the discomfort passed she saw Brawn standing at the end of the bed, behind Thorque, and looking scared and vulnerable. The blood and gore were cleaned off of him, and when she reached out for him he was by her side seconds later. With Lukin on one side holding her hand and placing a rag on her head, Brawn on the other side whispering encouraging words to her, and Thorque helping her to deliver her first child, she felt this renewed sense of strength.

  “One more push, Minka, and the little one will be here,” Thorque said with pride in his voice.

  She gave it her all, and as soon as she felt the baby come out, and heard that tiny little cry, tears sprang forth. Thorque cleaned the little body, wiped it off with warm water, and then held him up to show his brothers. Her son was tiny, but with lightly tinted red skin, a thatch of black hair on his little head, and a cry that shook the walls. When Thorque handed him to her, she saw the black wing outline on his tiny back. She held him to her chest and stroked those lines. Her son calmed instantly.

  “He’s mine.”

  She looked at Brawn. “You can tell?” Again, it had to be a Hades thing.

  Brawn nodded and rubbed her son’s back. “I can smell me on him, can sense that it is my blood that runs through his veins.”

  She thought maybe there would be jealousy from Lukin and Thorque over the fact her first child was not one of theirs, but they came over and looked genuinely happy. Her little boy was, after all, theirs as well. She pulled the baby back, looked into his tiny face, and smiled wider. His flesh was a light shade of red, a mixture of both hers and the Hades line.

  “I think we should name him a proper Hades title,” Lukin said proudly. “He should be called Mhekal.”

  She glanced at Lukin after he spoke. “Little warrior.” She translated into English, and smiled down at her son.

  Lukin ran a finger over the baby’s head.

  She looked at her son once more. “Mhekal.” She tested the name out, and her grin widened. “I think it matches him perfectly.” She looked among her three men, and felt the love she had for each of them fill her.

  Brawn kissed her on the head, Lukin stroked the side of her face, and Thorque rubbed her leg. How strange to go from running for her life, to being with these three alien warriors, and now holding her very first child. The world was a frightening and strange place, but things most definitely tended to work out in the end as long as there was hope. And the little person she held in her arms right now, and the men she had given her heart to, were proof of that.

  The End

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