Claim Her by Jenika Snow



Rylan curled his lip in disgust at the sight before him. Never had he imagined stepping foot in an intergalactic auction, but desperate times and all that bullshit.

He stood amongst the beings who had come here tonight for the sole purpose of purchasing a female for himself and his twin brothers.

The stench of decay, waste, and blood mingled around him, but he was used to such aromas. His black Mora-skin duster and hood made who and what he was a mystery to all around, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t tell the creature he was just from his very presence.

They were on his planet, after all. At least they were smart enough to give him, a Warrior of Hades, a wide berth. A few feet before him was a raised steel platform that would soon hold several females from all over the galaxy. It was the breeding season for several species, his included, and the need to find a female he could bring back to his brothers drove him hard.

This season, the auction was being held on their home planet, Hades, and it couldn’t have come at a better time. With no females being born of his kind, and no females wanting to willingly live on the planet known as hell itself, the males had to acquire their mates from other planets, or in this case from the intergalactic auction.

His brothers, Zarek and Soran, were in need of a female to mate with, to breed and claim, as much as Rylan was. At a younger age, finding females to be with sexually had been easy enough, because he and his brothers had been on off-world missions. But now that their need to breed rode them hard, they wanted a stable and permanent female to share, and that was what Rylan intended to obtain today. His younger twin brothers had stayed back, preparing their home for their soon-to-be mate.

Maybe purchasing a female wasn’t the noblest way of finding a mate, but he told himself he was saving her, taking her away from a fate that could very well be worse than death. Him and his brothers would cherish her, protect her with their lives, and make sure she was always happy.

She would be their everything, and their devotion to their mate would surpass anything else. She’d be their priority along with the offspring she gifted them.

Keeping his head lowered, he scanned the small, packed room. These auctions were held in many places, each one erected for only a night’s time. Since they were on his home planet, they’d had to make some moderations to one of the outcroppings of a mountain farthest away from the lava rivers. The place had industrial-sized vents that blew arctic air, making sure to keep anyone unaccustomed to the higher temperatures of Hades more comfortable when the bidding began.

Rylan could smell the females just behind the thin cloth that separated them from the heathens waiting to pay the highest amount to pump them full of their seed. Even thinking about it had his already raging arousal slamming into him with even more force. Once the breeding need hit the Hades warriors, they craved to find a female, mate with her, and claim her so all others would know she was theirs.

There had been males who hadn’t found a female, and a darkness had overtaken them. Over time, they would become irrational, and an almost evil entity would take over them, controlling their need for blood and violence. Although the Hades warriors were already violent and bloodthirsty, needing to fight to let off their aggression, when a male didn’t breed, it became even worse.

They would have no rational thought, no need but to kill, ravage, and take what they wanted. They were, in all actuality, beasts within humanoid skin, created for destruction and violence. But when the darkness took over, they were truly the demons that came from the very bowels of hell.

A willowy male alien with six arms and ash-white skin stepped onto the stage. He had no eyes, just smooth skin and two thin holes for a nose. His mouth was a slash across the bottom half of his face, and when he spoke in his native tongue, it came through as a slithering sound. But even if Rylan wasn’t well versed in galactic languages, the speakers spaced out through the room translated the auctioneer’s words to the universal language known by almost all in their galaxy.

“We have a wide variety of females this evening, and a real treat, because we have a rare species on the block tonight.” He motioned with his hand to someone in the back, and the curtain parted to show ten females ranging in shape, size, and species. But the one who instantly had Rylan’s cock punching forward and nearly ripping right through his leathers, was the human at the far end.

Her kind was near to extinct, a dying breed because of their weakness and lack of intelligence. Their home planet, Earth, had been destroyed centuries ago, and the ones who survived were scattered throughout the galaxy. They hid, clustering together and living primitively.

Rylan had never seen one in the flesh, and certainly not living on Hades. His planet could not sustain human life—not one that was trying to live on its own in the wild at least. For his planet was one of rock and fire, and his kind made their homes high in the mountains, with molten lava surrounding them.

The bids for each female started being called out, but Rylan waited until the human female was up next. She wore no clothes, and although she didn’t try to hide herself from view, there was a very stubborn and strong expression on her face. He took his time looking over her body, one that was full of womanly curves.

For a human who had to have been in hiding before her capture, she was thick with meat and very tempting and arousing to the eye. Her breasts were huge and round, with a slight slope to them. The tips were a darker shade of red, and her flesh a soft pink color. He could imagine her underneath him, his darker red skin being a stark contrast to her softer hue.

Her blonde hair was a nest of tangles tied atop her head with a leather strap, and the smudges of dirt that covered her face and limbs didn’t deter him from wanting her really fucking badly. His dick throbbed with the force of his desire, but he wasn’t thinking of taking her slow. He wanted her spread wide for him so he could watch his cock move in and out of her wet flesh.

Then he would stand back and watch his brothers breed with her. She would carry a child for each of them, but she wasn’t just a vessel for their seed. They wanted a mate, a female to take care of and cherish, and one they could shower with jewels forged from the very fires of hell.

Her hips were flared and lusciously curved. They were child-bearing hips, and that primal part of him, the one that saw her glorious body swollen with his child, roared out for him to take her now, slide into the hot depths of her cunt, and spill his seed deep inside her.

The breeding need slammed into him harder and harder, increasing as quickly as his pulse did. Yes, she was the one he would purchase and take home this evening, and she was the one he and his two brothers would get lost in for hours upon hours. Thinking of her pussy had him moving his sight down her rounded belly and right between her thighs. The hair that covered her cunt was foreign to him, as his kind were naturally hairless, but he found it exotic and arousing all the same.

But having her bare, her cunt free from anything… a harsh groan was ripped from his throat at the thought.

Several males called out bids for the human, but they were meager and not nearly what he was about to spend.

“Fifteen thousand declos.” There was a silence that descended over the room when Rylan called out the amount he would pay for her, and he knew it was due to a combination of the exorbitant price and the fact that they picked up on his native tongue.

The human female was staring at him, but he knew the hood covered his face from her view and she wouldn’t have knowledge of his language to understand what he just said. But there was intelligence within the light-blue depths of her eyes.

He lifted his hands, and his red flesh and black-claw-tipped fingers became visible when the material of his sleeves slid down the length of his forearms. He then gripped the edge of his hood and pushed it back. He was several feet from her, but Rylan heard her gasp from the distance and watched in predatory delight as her eyes widened and her fear slammed into him.

“I said fifteen thousand declos,” Rylan repeated more forcibly, his voice deepening with his annoyance, because his bid hadn’t been acknowledged. The auctioneer stuttered out something unintelligible. There were more hushed murmurs, and Rylan knew it was because he had just offered up ten times the asking rate for a breeding female, but he wanted the human and wasn’t about to be denied or challenged.

The auction closed in a matter of minutes after that, and Rylan stared back as the other males collected their females. He kept his eyes on his prize, and even though she was clearly fearful of what her future held, she kept her gaze trained right on him. Rylan had to commend her for her bravery, but soon that would be gone, especially when she realized it wasn’t only him she had to please, but his two brothers as well.

Beings steered clear of him, and a part of him found it humorous, given the fact that they were on his home planet. Did they not expect a Hades warrior to attend an auction? He towered over them, was twice as big and five times more powerful, and they were in his territory. He had the advantage, and only the stupid ones thought to challenge a male from Hades, so Rylan supposed they were wise to be wary of him.

He stayed leaning against the wall, the scent of smoke and ash, and the heat from the fires raging just a mile away coming into the building every time someone pushed open the heavy metal door.

When his human was the last one standing, he pushed off the wall and moved forward. His leather duster moved around his bare feet, and he kept walking, his eyes trained right on her the whole time, until he stood right at the edge of the steel podium. Before the Booka male could hiss anything out, Rylan reached into his coat, pulled out the leather satchel filled with the declo coins, and tossed them at the alien’s feet.

When the Booka grabbed the satchel, Rylan reached out, snagged the rope that bound the female’s hands together, and pulled her forward. She lost her balance, and a small sound left her as she fell forward, right off the podium.

Rylan caught her in his arms and was stunned to realize that although she was thick and voluptuous, she weighed but a Melan feather in his arms. He knew her kind was tiny in comparison to ninety-nine percent of the galaxy’s creatures, but now that he had her in his arms, there was, for the first time in his life, a sting of worry.

She couldn’t be more than five feet, and compared to his seven-foot-tall height and three-hundred-pound build, she was more like a child in her stature. How could she handle him and all the filthy things he wanted to do to her, let alone Zarek and Soran too?

He looked down at her and examined her delicate features. Her skin looked smooth, fragile, and had a creamy complexion to it. Her flesh didn’t appear so unlike his kind’s, but where the Hades males’ flesh appeared humanlike, it was, in all actuality, thick and fire-resistant in order to exist in their planet’s harsh climates when out of their homes. The Hades people were humanoid in appearance, but that was where the similarities in their species stopped. The warriors were taller, more muscular, and a hell of a lot fiercer and more violent. He lowered his eyes to her small feet, ones that were filthy, but somehow that was adorable. Rylan followed the length of her legs to her belly.

Wherever she had been living obviously had enough food to sustain life, and it was clear she hadn’t gone hungry. That pleased him immensely. He liked this female all lush and soft. Her legs were closed, and he couldn’t see her cunt, a shame really, but he would have time tonight to memorize every inch of her, as would his brothers. Her hips were wide, and the image of him holding on to her from behind while he pounded his dick in and out of her played through his head over and over again.

Goose bumps popped out along her flesh, but he knew it wasn’t because she was cold. The scent of her curiosity, as well as her arousal that she was trying desperately to hide, was clear. This little female might be apprehensive, and fear what her future held, but she liked the way he looked, and there was nothing she could do to hide that from him.

He took in her form, knew the temperature outside would be uncomfortable for her, but once he was airborne, there would be a breeze that would help keep her cool. The temperature on Hades was over ten miloknots, but for a human, that was over one hundred degrees.

Perspiration dotted her flesh, and Rylan wanted to run his tongue along the beads, gather them up, then press his mouth right on her pussy and eat her out until she came all over his goddamned mouth. A low growl left him, and her eyes widened. Rylan certainly didn’t want to frighten her, but his kind was animalistic in nature.

“You’re mine, female.” He grinned, but he was riveted to the sight of her breasts, which shook slightly as she breathed in and out rapidly. He could have looked at her for hours, just continuing to let his cock thicken behind his leathers as he became even more aroused by the sight of her.

But Rylan needed to get her back to his brothers and her new home, and the sooner she became acclimated to her new life, the better. He kept a tight hold on her as he made his way out of the building. The possessive and territorial side of him roared out in satisfaction and victory, because even if he had just purchased this female, she was his, and that was fucking set in stone and forged in fire.