Free Mate Her by Jenika Snow Page A

heat be reflecting
from them and onto her?
    “Our desire for you, and the things we want, can be
transferred to our mate. It’s a chemical reaction that ensures we procreate and
will always be connected to you, Minka ,” he said
softly, deeply, and then stared at her mouth.
    “I said that out loud.” She didn’t phrase it like a
question.
    He shrugged, and his massively broad shoulders moved
slightly. “I’ve noticed you tend to do that, or at least you have been while
with us.” He smiled, and she stared at the twin points of his fangs. “But don’t
mistake the fact that I think rather than act on first impulse, because I am
still a male that was born and trained to kill.” He reached out and brushed a
finger along her cheek.
    A shiver moved through her as she stared into his
eyes. The sound of more things breaking in the next room was even louder. “We
should make sure they really don’t kill themselves. Besides, it wasn’t Lukin’s fault. I insisted on going with him.”
    Thorque stood, reached out and cupped her nape, and pulled her close. The air left her
on a whoosh .
    “Right now everything inside of us is heightened
because of the breeding need that has awoken, but now that we have you it is
even more intense,” he said and leaned down an inch. “Every day that you are
here with us is a temptation that drives our inner beasts wild. It is an
instinct to take you, mate with you, and make you ours.” The sound of his voice
became more guttural, harsh even, and she watched as his pupils dilated. Gone
was the male that had healed her, thought about her instead of fighting. And in
its place was a male intent on having her. She could see that on his face, hear
it in the change of his breathing, and feel it in the way he held her neck in
an ironclad hold.
    “ Thorque .” She said his name on a breath, and before she knew what was happening he was
kissing her. The taste of him was intoxicating, and right now her body and
emotions were heightened. With the threat to her life again, and these men
saving her, fighting for her, and to want her so intently that they couldn’t
control themselves was an aphrodisiac as well as it was frightening. She didn’t
know what the future held for her, but she did know these males had shown her
the lengths they would go to save and protect her.
    The kiss lasted only a few seconds, but she had
gotten so wrapped up in it that it felt like forever. Thorque pulled away, and the flavor of him stayed on her lips, increasing her need. She
shouldn’t want this, shouldn’t want to have any sexual contact after everything
that had happened. But she couldn’t help it. Maybe it was because of everything
that made her need this from them.
Deep grunts had her breathing out and turning to head toward the sitting room.
She moved out of the sleeping chamber and felt Thorque right behind her. Lukin and Brawn were throwing
punches, and there was an array of broken items scattered around. They were
breathing heavily, had blood marring their faces, but as if they sensed her
they stopped and turned to face her.
    Right at this moment they seemed so amped up and
dangerous. Her pussy became wet, her nipples tightened to hard points beneath
her shift, and she started to sweat. Thorque placed a
hand on her shoulder, and she held back the need to moan. This was insane, her
feelings were ludicrous, but she didn’t know how to stop it.
    Minka didn’t want to stop it, though.
    Brawn moved closer to her, cupped her cheek and
searched her face with his gaze. “ Thorque healed
you,” he said.
    She licked her lips, and nodded. “He did, while you
two were beating each other.”
    Brawn smirked, shook his head, and then breathed
out. “You shouldn’t have seen that, but sometimes it’s hard not to let our
basic needs overcome us.” He moved his thumb along her cheekbone. The scent of
blood, sweat, and male aggression still filled the air.
    Lukin moved closer as well, smoothed his hand down her