I shudder and sniffle, terrified by his rage.
“One more lie out of your mouth and you’ll regret it, Ashley,” Augustus promises with grim determination. Again, the image of being thrown over his lap and spanked until I cry flashes through my mind.
Ugh, and I wish it was only horror I felt at the thought.
But, no – I feel something else… And I wish I still had the pleasure dress to blame for the sudden rush of heat blossoming between my legs.
I harden up my resolve as we begin to fly up high over the city. It’s nighttime now, and it would be beautiful if I wasn’t so terrified.
There’s only one option left. They didn’t buy my lies – so I hope desperately that they’ll accept the truth.
“She’s… She’s my friend,” I gasp, and the tears spring to my eyes.
I’m so embarrassed at this sign of weakness, but there’s nothing I can do to stem the tide of tears. I want so desperately to be strong, powerful, and resourceful – but instead, I just feel so weak and helpless.
“I can’t… I can’t even imagine what’s happening to her,” I choke out, and the images of poor Danielle being forced naked into a Bullfrog aquarium… Oh, Gods – it makes the flow of tears turn into deluge of wracking sobs.
The beautician might have made me look good for the auction, but now I’m ruining her hard work. Mascara pours down my cheeks, and I wipe away my lipstick with the back of my hand as I wipe my nose.
Augustus leans forward. A rush of fear runs through my body as I imagine his huge hand slapping me so hard my head spins…
…but instead, he wraps his massive biceps around me.
I feel like a child as the huge alien’s naked muscles encircle my body. Augustus pulls me in tightly against him – until my head rests on his toga-covered abs. My head is barely taller than his groin…
…and I’m ashamed to suddenly think how my fantasy of kneeling in front of this man, to service is cock with my mouth, would be completely unnecessary. Just by standing, his groin is already level with my face.
But this isn’t a sexual moment. Instead, Augustus holds me tightly in a comforting embrace, and I feel Conan gently moving behind me to run his own hands though my hair.
Then, I hear a click as Evander undoes the leash from his wrist, and it drops to the floor.
I’m free!
Well, except I’m wrapped in the embrace of these two, huge Aurelians. Conan's huge palms curl around my shoulders, and he massages me with surprising delicacy for such a massive man. Then, he leans down, and his lips graze my ears. He kisses me with gentle passion, a reassuring touch so unlike the primal ferocity I’d been expecting from these three beasts.
I shudder. I’d been crying seconds earlier, and Augustus had wrapped me in his arms to comfort me…
…now, the atmosphere had changed. There was now definitely something sexual about the way these men wrapped me in their arms; and I was ashamed to shudder with lust at their strength.
But at least they weren’t tearing the dress from me, and rutting me like the beasts I’d imagined they’d be. I’d been terrified that these three Aurelians would simply unleash all their beastly energy on my innocence – claiming me and ruining me at the same time.
As they’d led me into this spacecraft, I’d even wondered if they’d wait until we returned to wherever they lived; or if they’d just take me then and there…
Don’t think they won’t. They probably do just want to get you back to their place, first.
When my sobs stop, Augustus opens his arms and releases me. I look up at him with pleading eyes. “Please… Please! I’ll do anything you want. I know you own me. I know you can do anything you want to me already… But…” I take a ragged breath. “But please, save her, and I’ll be yours for eternity – willingly. I’ll never try to escape. I’ll never be ungrateful, I’ll never…”
Augustus presses one huge finger against my lips, silencing me.
“You are not ours because we bought you. You’re ours because your entire being aches to be ours. We will save your friend, Ashley – but not because it will make you ours. I can feel that already.” He looked me deep in the eye. “Ashley. I can already smell it in your scent. You are the woman we’ve been searching for.”
My jaw drops.
I know what he means.
He’s telling me that…
We’re Bonded.
Conan grunts. “You don’t know that.”
Augustus snarls at his battle-brother, and for a second I feel something too…
Gods… Disappointment?
But then even as I look over at Conan, I sense… I sense a note of interest in his voice.
All he’s saying is that Augustus doesn’t know… He’s not saying that it isn’t true.
Evander stays strangely silent at the controls as he pilots us to the top of a tall building. I recognize it as one of the most luxurious hotels in downtown Lipa.
“You feel it damn well,” Augustus snarls at Conan. “As much as me.”
The doors of the shuttle open and he jumps out, turning his back angrily to Conan. To me, though, he extends a huge hand, and I take it – not knowing whether to be afraid of this towering alien warrior, or feel protected by him.
He thinks I’m his mate. That’s not possible. Aurelians don’t know their mates until they fuck… I mean, are intimate with them
That’s why they gather huge harems of human women, isn’t it? So… What happens when he takes what he paid for – he claims me – and then these three realize I’m not their mate?
I swallow hard.
Once it’s established that I’m not the fated mate of this triad of Aurelians, Augustus won’t care about helping Danielle any longer...
My mind schemes.
That
