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Coltan settled next to her. Ashir gently pulled from her body. He came behind her and arranged her in his lap. She was surrounded by the three men who loved her more than the universe itself and finally, she was complete.

“I saw her.” Paxt pressed a kiss to her temple.

“We all did,” Ashir said.

“You did?” She was so happy that all of them had shared the same vision. She rested her head against Ashir’s chest. They’d all seen their daughter, knew the life that had planted inside her.

Her fingers curled over her abdomen. Love surrounded her and filled her until she could burst with joy. She’d just found home.

Exhaustion tugged at her bones. Her eyes grew heavy and she lost the battle to keep them open.

“Sleep, little mate. And then we will tell you what a miracle this is,” Coltan said.

“Miracle?” Her tongue seemed to be twice as thick, but she managed to say the word.

“Yes. A miracle, Triplets always come first, and then a girl. But you’ve just turned that on its head. You’ve turned everything on its head. In a good way,” Paxt said.

Questions bombarded her brain, but she was too weary to keep them there. She let the warm darkness of sleep take her away, safe and sated in the arms of her mates.

Chapter Twenty

Evelyn

The rays of both suns shone down with an almost uncomfortable warmth, glittering off the surface of the water that lapped lazily along the shore.

Evelyn thought she might have felt even a little trepidation coming here again, but things were so different than that first time. She was with her mates, so she was safe.

The Reptiles on this planet were all dead, that had been confirmed many times. Coltan had constant drones scouring the immediate and larger areas, searching day and night, and nothing had come back but plants and wildlife. She was safe.

She was living in a wild, tropical, uninhabited planet filled with exotic, prehistoric flora. It was stunning. The only animals were semi-sentient herbivores that were so gentle and shy she’d yet to see even one.

Paxt was fishing. Several of the fish-like creatures lay in a container on the shore, into which he tossed the creatures as he caught them. He stood in the water up to his knees. Naked. He didn’t want to get his leathers wet. Not that she minded. She liked the view too much.

She rolled her head lazily to the side. The sand was soft beneath her body as she lay on a towel next to her mates, sunbathing naked.

Ashir opened his eyes. “Yes, mate? What would you have me do?”

His gaze rolled up and down her body. Arousal sparked in an instant. They were so in tune with her. After a week of doing nothing but lazing about and making love, she guessed that was its natural conclusion. Not to mention the mind-speak thing helped a lot.

Best. Honeymoon. Ever.

“It’s what you did to me before that has me in this predicament. I’m getting burned in all of my untold places,” she laughed. She was as naked at Paxt, and Ashir and Coltan who dozed on either side of her. They’d thoroughly made love to her on the soft, pale pink sand and it had been wonderful, but now she needed to cool down before she embarked on anything else like that in the near future. “And have I told you, this sand gets everywhere?”

“Would you like me to lick you clean?” Coltan rolled onto his side, resting his head on an upturned palm.

She shivered. The thought had merit, but she needed more protection than that. “Not unless you have sunscreen in that saliva of yours.”

“Let me rub it on you.” Coltan’s gaze blazed with a heat that simmered just below the level of her control.

Sighing, she sat up. She wanted to clean up a little after their previous activity. Besides, she really did want a swim. What was the point of living on a deserted tropical planet if you couldn’t skinny-dip once in a while? Especially with three sexy mates intent on tending to your every intimate need.

Hearing her thoughts, Paxt turned. He grinned, showing even white teeth. He had a devastating smile. He was already handsome, but that grin made him magnificent. While they’d been here, he’d tanned, his skin turning a deep, golden brown which only served to accentuate the chiseled dips and ridges of his musculature.

Ashir’s tattoos were more deeply etched into his body, the heat from the sun making the pinks and purples glow brighter. Coltan’s hair had grown, so much so she’d had to refrain from calling him Boy-band. He tied it in a messy knot at the back of his head, giving him a rakish air he wore quite well. These men could grace the cover of any glossy magazine and make millions of female hearts pound with excitement and longing.

Her heart flipped knowing they were all hers.

And you are all mine, mate. Paxt’s voice sounded in her mind.You would like to swim.

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