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“Yes,” I gasped, rocking faster. “God, yes.”

The orgasm built more slowly this time, a deep, rolling wave rather than a sharp peak. As it washed over me, Khaaz’s teeth sank into the soft flesh of my breast, just above my heart. The claiming bite sent another surge of pleasure through me, and I felt him pulse inside me, his release triggering more aftershocks.

I collapsed against his chest, my body trembling with aftershocks. Zehn moved behind me, his hands gentle as they caressed my back. Through the haze of pleasure, I felt something hard pressing against me.

“One more thing will complete our bond,” Zehn murmured, his fingers finding my back entrance, circling it gently. “If you’re willing.”

I understood what he was asking. “Yes,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “All of you. Both of you.”

He prepared me carefully, using some kind of oil to ease the way. When I was ready, he positioned himself against my back entrance while Khaaz remained inside my core. The initial pressure was intense, almost uncomfortable, but Zehn moved with exquisite patience, giving me time to adjust.

When they were both fully seated inside me, I felt impossibly full, stretched to my limits in the most exquisite way. They began to move in tandem—Zehn withdrawing as Khaaz thrust upward, then reversing, never leaving me empty.

The dual penetration created sensations I couldn’t have imagined. Every nerve ending seemed to fire at once, pleasure building impossibly higher. Through our strengthening bond, I felt their pleasure too—the tight heat surrounding them, the friction where their bodies nearly touched through the thin barrier separating them inside me.

“My mates,” I gasped, the word feeling right on my tongue. “Mine.”

Something snapped into place at those words—the bond crystallizing, solidifying between us. Suddenly I could feel everything they felt, their pleasure magnifying my own in an escalating feedback loop. We moved faster, harder, three bodies becoming one in purpose and pleasure.

When the final climax hit, it consumed us all simultaneously. I screamed as white-hot pleasure crashed through me, feeling their releases pulsing deep inside, their roars of completion echoing in the small room. The bond between us flared like a supernova, connecting us in ways that transcended the physical.

We collapsed together, a tangle of limbs and ragged breathing. As reality slowly reasserted itself, I found myself cradled between them, Zehn’s arm beneath my head, Khaaz’s wrapped around my waist. Their bodies curved protectively around mine, warm and solid.

Through our new bond, I felt their contentment, their wonder, their fierce love. And I knew they could feel mine in return—the certainty that despite everything we’d been through and whatever challenges lay ahead, I was exactly where I was meant to be.

18 /ZEHN

The aftershocksof our shared climax rippled through my body like electrical currents, amplified a hundredfold by the newly formed bond between us. I felt not only my own pleasure but theirs as well—Everly’s soft trembling as she lay cradled between us, Khaaz’s deep satisfaction reverberating through his scarred form. Our scents mingled in the air, the primal musk of sex and claiming bites creating a potent cocktail that stirred my instincts even as my body recovered. I hadn’t expected this—this profound connection that transcended the physical, this bridge between our minds and souls that magnified every sensation. Bonded fate mates spoke of the intensity of their union, but nothing had prepared me for the reality of it.

I withdrew from Everly’s back entrance with careful slowness, a groan escaping my lips as oversensitive flesh slipped free. She gasped at the sensation, and through our bond, I experienced the echo of her emptiness, the phantom feeling of my cock leaving her body. It was disorienting and intoxicating all at once. Khaaz remained inside her core, their bodies still joined as they lay spooned together. His iridescent eyes met mine over Everly’s shoulder, pupils still dilated with pleasure, but something new lurked in their depths—a recognition,an acceptance of this three-way bond that defied Rodinian tradition.

I cleansed myself before returning to our makeshift bed, arranging ourselves so that Everly lay between us, her small human form dwarfed by our larger Rodinian bodies. Her flesh was slick with sweat and our combined release, her scent marking her as ours in the most primal way possible. The claiming marks we’d left—mine at the juncture of her neck and shoulder, Khaaz’s above her heart—stood out against her skin, already healing with the accelerated speed that came from our bonding.

I traced the mark I’d left with my fingertip, feeling the raised edges where my teeth had broken her skin. Through our bond, I sensed her pleasure at my touch, a warm contentment spreading through her limbs as she nestled between us. From Khaaz, I felt a complex mixture of satiation and lingering hunger, his body already beginning to respond again despite our recent release. The sensitivity of our new connection was overwhelming—I could feel the weight of Everly’s breast in Khaaz’s palm as if it were my own hand cupping her softness.

This bond was beyond anything I’d imagined during my years as a Legion Reaper. Every touch, every sensation echoed between us, creating feedback loops of desire and satisfaction. As Khaaz’s thumb brushed across Everly’s nipple, I felt the jolt of pleasure that shot through her core, and in turn, the tightening of her internal muscles around Khaaz’s still-embedded cock. The sensation of her squeezing him transferred to me, making my own cock twitch and begin to harden again despite having just spent myself.

I growled low in my throat, unable to suppress the sound as renewed desire coursed through me. Everly turned her head toward me, her dark eyes heavy-lidded but alert, pupils blown wide with lingering arousal. I claimed her mouth in a deep kiss,tasting the sweetness of her tongue as it tangled with mine. Through the bond, I experienced the dual sensation of kissing and being kissed, of dominating and yielding simultaneously. It was dizzying, perspective shifting like quicksilver.

My hand slid down her sweat-dampened body, fingers trailing over the soft curve of her stomach until I reached the junction of her thighs. She was still joined with Khaaz, his cock buried to the hilt inside her, but I could feel her need for more building again, echoing my own rising desire. I found her clit, swollen and sensitive from our previous attentions, and circled it gently with my thumb.

The effect was immediate and threefold—Everly’s back arched, her gasp swallowed by my mouth as pleasure shot through her. Khaaz groaned as her internal muscles clenched around him in response. And I felt both sensations as if they were happening to my own body—the exquisite pressure on her sensitive bud and the tight, wet heat squeezing around a cock that wasn’t mine. The bond between us amplified everything, creating a circuit of pleasure that fed into itself.

Khaaz began to move inside her with shallow thrusts, his massive hands gripping her hips to control the depth. I continued to stroke her clit, matching his rhythm as I devoured her mouth. Through our connection, I could feel Khaaz’s pleasure building alongside Everly’s, their shared sensations feeding into my own arousal until my cock was fully hard again, pressing insistently against Everly’s thigh.

I pulled away from our kiss, my breathing ragged as I fought for control. Everly’s eyes met mine, dark with desire and trust. Without words, I knew what I wanted—what we all wanted. The bond hummed between us, carrying intentions and desires more clearly than speech ever could.

I shifted my position, moving to kneel beside them. With gentle but firm hands, I guided them, helping Everly roll overto face Khaaz while maintaining their connection. Her back was now to Khaaz’s chest, her legs spread wide across his thick thighs. Khaaz’s scarred hands wrapped around her, one cupping her breast, the other splayed possessively across her stomach. His eyes met mine over her shoulder, a challenge and invitation in their depths.

“Mine,” I growled, though the word was unnecessary. The bond carried my meaning more clearly than language—she was mine, yes, but also ours. Both of us belonging to her as much as she belonged to us.

I positioned myself between their spread legs, taking in the erotic tableau they created. Khaaz’s cock disappeared into Everly’s core, her pink flesh stretched around his girth. Her arousal glistened on both of them, evidence of her body’s eager response to our attention. I stroked myself slowly, savoring the anticipation that hummed through all three of us.

Khaaz lifted his hips, driving deeper into Everly and drawing a soft moan from her lips. Through our bond, I felt the delicious stretch as his cock filled her completely, the pressure against sensitive spots inside that made her toes curl. My own cock throbbed in response, eager to join in that tight, welcoming heat.

I leaned forward, pressing my chest against Everly’s as my mouth found hers in a demanding kiss. My cock slid along Khaaz’s length where it disappeared into Everly’s body, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through all three of us. Everly whimpered into my mouth, her hands clutching at my shoulders as she recognized my intentions.

“More,” she gasped against my lips, the word unnecessary but welcome confirmation of what I already felt through our bond—her desire to be filled completely, to take both of us at once.

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