Conquered – A Sci-Fi MFMM Romance Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43296 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
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“Maximo, we have an issue with a fight between a Kabulla beast and a Hatuni.” Meesha rushed in but came to a sudden halt, her unrestrained breasts swaying from the force. She looked between her and Maximo and then back at Luna.

A look of sympathy crossed her face, but she didn’t make a move to pull the filthy male off of her. Maximo cursed and turned to look at Meesha.

“Dammit. I’ll be out there momentarily.” When Meesha didn’t move right away, Maximo barked out, “Get the fuck out. I said I’d be there soon.” She scurried off without a backward glance.

When they were left alone, once more he turned back to her and grinned.

“By the end of the night, you’ll be mine, princess.” With that, he pushed away from her and glared. “Now get your ass back out there, serve my patrons, and just remember that once the last customer leaves, your virginity will be mine.”

Bile rose in her throat, but she didn’t give in to the urge to vomit. With one last look, he turned and stalked off. For several moments, all Luna did was stand there, trying to catch her breath and decide what she was going to do next.

She moved to the small window in the door and peered out. She needed to see if striking a deal with the Aktullas would even benefit her or if Maximo would find out and get angrier yet. She looked over at them, saw the nude females dancing lewdly right in front of them, and defeat settled inside of her.

How could she compete with females like that? They were gorgeous, exotic, and knew how to move to tempt a male. They also knew how to pleasure a man, unlike her. Besides, Maximo had already told her they refused to purchase her.

They were warriors, used to getting what they want. No doubt, they wanted an experienced female, not a naive human who had never had sex, let alone been kissed.

Turning away and looking around frantically, she knew she had to leave now. She’d go home, get the small pack of essentials she had packed, and run as fast and hard as she could. She could go to where the crafts departed, maybe see about getting on one of them to help her.

It was worth a shot even if she doubted it would get her very far. One thing was for sure, no way in hell was she letting Maximo claim anything of hers. She slipped out the back door, her heart beating so fast and hard she couldn’t hear anything besides it banging in her ears.

Her small shack was only a few minutes from Tao, and when she rounded the corner and saw it come into view, a sigh of relief escaped her. Darting as quietly and stealthily as she could, she slipped into her home and shut the door behind her.

For only a second, she allowed herself the moment to calm her racing heart, but she knew she had to jump into action because, once Maximo realized she was gone, he’d come for her.

The bag she had packed the essentials for a speedy escape sat behind her bed. It had a change of clothes, a sock filled with her life savings, a few cans of food, and some bottles of clean water.

Looking around to see if she needed anything else, she tightened her hold on the tattered strap of her pack.

She walked over to her mattress and lifted the stained and frayed weight up. Sitting like a jewel in garbage was her adoptive mother’s only possession worth anything. The large q’anna shell hair barrette wasn’t worth anything, but it meant everything to Luna.

Slipping it into her pocket, she glanced around once more. She needed to hurry if there was any hope of escaping with her life intact. Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she was just about to leave when Maximo’s enraged voice came from just outside the front door.

There was nowhere to escape since there were no windows in her home, and her only way out was currently blocked by a maniac.

Quietly setting the bag on the ground, she frantically searched for something to use as a weapon. Aside from a few plates in her cupboard, rusted and battered utensils, and her less than attractive mattress, she had nothing.

Running over to the utensils, she found a two pronged, dented, and beaten to hell fork and snatched it up. It was a primitive instrument used for eating, but on this planet, technology was less than appealing. Silently moving behind the door, her gaze dropped down to the bag. Lifting it, she tested its weight.

It was heavy enough that she might be able to knock him down with it, which would throw him off balance and give her enough time to escape. Maximo’s clipped voice came through the front door once again.



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