Page 33 of Alien Daddies
Though she hadn’t expected to be found innocent, his verdict and the firm tone in which he delivered it left her jarred. She glanced to her right, where Daddy Torin and the rest of hiszoshinstood several feet away behind a small barrier.
Despite the seriousness of her circumstances, her heart skipped a beat at the sight of all six of them. So tall, so strong and handsome, her protectors. A surge of warmth filled her, comfort derived from knowing they were here to support her and help her. Most of the coldness instilled by the judge finding her guilty lifted.It’s going to be okay, she told herself.My daddies won’t let anyone hurt me.
The sound of the judge clearing his throat drew her attention back to him. He was seated on a podium high above her, the height much more pronounced than in any kind of courtroom on Earth. A sufficient intimidation tactic, she decided. He leaned over the podium a bit and finally tore his gaze from the screen to look down upon her. Despite glimpsing an unexpected glimmer of compassion in his eyes, a frisson of fear assailed her, knowing he was about to deliver her punishment.
“It is clear to me that you require strict rehabilitation and supervision, Ms. Vega, particularly given that you’ve lacked for firm but caring male guardians in your life, otherwise you wouldn’t be standing before the courtroom today. I believe confinement in jail is not in your best interest and that you would instead strongly benefit from the firm guidance of a strongzoshinof warriors. Therefore, for the crimes of criminal trespass on a Khanndoran warship and unauthorized interstellar travel, I hereby sentence you to one year in a behavioral rehabilitation program under the guidance of the highest biddingzoshinpresent in the courtroom today.”
A collective gasp went up in the courtroom. Excited whispers soon followed.
Daddy Torin hadn’t mentioned anything about thezoshinshe might be placed with having to bid on her. She opened her mouth, preparing to protest, but a quiet firm noise from one of the brothers—Daddy Aras, she thought, simply from a feeling that settled upon her—prompted her to press her lips together and keep quiet.
All six brothers had warned her to remain silent during her hearing unless the judge asked her a direct question, which they claimed wouldn’t be likely anyway. Apparently, criminals on this planet weren’t usually granted the right to speak on their own behalf, let alone given legal representation.
Her heart raced and she felt as if her knees might buckle. The highest biddingzoshin? When was this auction to take place? Oh, God. What if Daddy Torin and his brothers didn’t win? She couldn’t fathom it. Maybe a jail sentence would have been better, after all.
Four armed guards who’d been standing near the podium lifted their weapons at the ready, aiming out into the crowd as if anticipating the need to quell a sudden upheaval. She saw Daddy Torin look at the guards, his expression one of surprise soon followed by anger. Her stomach flipped. If weapons were aimed upon the crowd, Daddy Torin and hiszoshinlikely wouldn’t be able to cause a scene and mate with her in the middle of the courtroom. She’d noticed all the warriors filing in the courtroom earlier handing over their blasters at the door. Her daddies, as well as the rest of the crowd, weren’t armed. What was happening?
The judge straightened and drew a deep breath before uttering more shocking words. “Since your medical examination revealed you are sexually experienced, thezoshinthat wins you will have full use of your body, Ms. Vega, and will have the right to claim you sexually—whenever they wish and in any manner they desire. You will also be under their complete authority and subject to any punishments they deem necessary. Upon successful completion of the behavioral program in one year, you will be permitted to return to Earth.”
She cast a worried glance in her daddies’ direction. All the brothers stood tall and had a determined, hardened look about them. Were they going to bid on her? Her pulse pounded hard in her ears. What if they didn’t have any money?
She surveyed the large courtroom and noticed multiple groups of warriors conferring amongst themselves. She had wondered why the courtroom had been filled with so many warriors and now she had her answer. Many of thezoshinslooked upon her with covetous gazes. One who stood close by, a tall dark-haired male with a twin standing next to him, peered at her with open lust and licked his lips in a creepy manner. Sickness rose in her stomach and she quickly looked away.
A bell chimed to signal the start of the auction and all chaos broke loose in the courtroom. She struggled to hear the individual bids. Daddy Torin’s deep voice boomed alongside dozens of other warriors who Makenna supposed were the alphas of theirzoshins. Though she was fluent in Khanndoran, she couldn’t keep up with the rapid shouts, but one thing was clear enough.
The bidding price was quickly rising.
With each new bid, her panic skyrocketed. What would Daddy Torin and his brothers do if they lost her?
She wanted them, she realized. Deeply and truly. She didn’t just want them to win her because she was afraid of the otherzoshinsand how they might treat her, but she wanted Daddy Torin and his brothers because she had real affection for them bursting in her heart and she couldn’t imagine them vanishing from her life. Not after all they’d shared during the last week. For the first time in a long time, she had felt real glimmers of happiness and started to believe that perhaps belonging to six strong Khanndoran warriors, as both their little girl and their life mate, wasn’t the craziest idea in the universe.
“Daddy Torin!” she screamed, though her voice was drowned out by the rising noise in the courtroom. “Daddy Torin, use my jewelry! All of it! Do you have my backpack?” She’d been escorted from theRithonanot long after they’d landed on the military base and Daddy Nagen had told her to leave her belongings behind, promising to reunite her with her backpack and all the cute dresses and other items they had replicated for her after the trial.
Daddy Torin’s gaze collided with hers briefly and he gave a slight shake of his head. Then he yelled out a higher amount than Mr. Creepy. A few otherzoshinscalled out bids, but Daddy Torin and Mr. Creepy kept outbidding them. And each other.
The current bid stood at five million Khanndoran credits. Makenna had no idea how much that equaled in Earth credits, but given the gasps emitting from the crowd each time a new bid was yelled out, she suspected it was a very large sum. Likely far greater than the jewelry she’d packed and planned to sell on Phennulos.
“Ten million Khanndoran creditsandtheRithona,” Daddy Torin bellowed and the entire courtroom fell into abrupt silence.
Makenna glanced at Mr. Creepy to find him scowling hard, but he offered no further bids. She felt a mixture of sheer relief at not having been won by Mr. Creepy and incredible guilt that Daddy Torin and hiszoshinhad lost their warship because of her. How could she ever pay them back? Even if her father didn’t disown her when he discovered she’d stowed away on a Khanndoran military vessel, she likely would never have access to her massive trust fund in order to actually pay them back.
She placed her trembling hands on the table in front of her as a bout of dizziness swept over her. Daddy Torin’szoshinhad won her. Thank goodness for that. But what would happen once they took her to their home? Would they claim her as their life mate immediately? Or would they wait until she begged them to claim her? But one part of the sentence handed down by the judge didn’t sit right with her.
Full use of your body. Right to claim you sexually.
Her pulse spiked and her palms broke into a sweat. A knot of trepidation curled in her stomach, even as heated pulses caused her pussy to clench. She recalled the time Daddy Zane had told her that he’d had sex before but never fully mated with a female. That meant Khanndoranscouldhave sex without actually mating, a fact she’d conveniently forgotten about until now.
Would thezoshinmake use of her body now, but hold back from fully mating with her until she begged for it? Daddy Torin had promised they wouldn’t claim her as theirlife mateagainst her will, but now that she thought about it, he hadn’t precisely promised they wouldn’t fuck her.
“The court accepts Warrior Torin’s bid and awards guardianship of Makenna Vega of Earth to hiszoshinfor one year,” the judge bellowed. “During this time, at least one member of yourzoshinwill maintain supervision of Ms. Vega. I advise you to each take turns staying home with the little human while the rest of you attend warrior training and military duties each day. How convenient that there are six days in a Khanndoran week and six of you.”
Her heart pounding, she turned to face Daddy Torin as he approached. She opened her mouth to thank him for winning her, but before she could speak he grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder. She gasped for breath as blood rushed to her head. Bawdy cheers erupted in the courtroom.
“Hey!” she shouted. “Let me up! I can walk myself, damn it!”
Her outburst earned her a sharp slap to her bottom. More bawdy cheers rang out, many of the voices urging Daddy Torin to smack her again. She struggled and pounded on his back, humiliation coursing through her. She’d just been found guilty and sentenced to a year of behavioral rehabilitation, but from the judge’s description it sounded like she’d been sentenced to a year of sexual slavery.
“I suggest you be a good little girl,” Daddy Aras said. “You don’t want Daddy Torin to turn you over his knee, bare your bottom, and spank you in front of the entire courtroom, do you?”
