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I reached between us, my fingers finding her entrance where it was already stretched around Khaaz. With careful patience,I worked one finger inside alongside his cock, feeling her body resist then yield. The dual sensation—the tightness around my finger and the pressure against Khaaz’s sensitive flesh—reverberated through our bond, drawing groans from all of us.

A second finger joined the first, stretching her further as I prepared her to take both of us. Her arousal flowed freely, easing the way as I worked her open with meticulous care. Through our bond, I monitored her sensations carefully, alert for any sign of discomfort. There was pressure, yes, and a burning stretch that danced along the edge of pain, but it was overwhelmed by the pleasure of being filled, of being the center of our attention and desire.

When I felt she was ready, I withdrew my fingers and positioned the head of my cock at her entrance, pressing against the tight ring of muscle already occupied by Khaaz. The initial resistance was intense, her body fighting the intrusion despite her desire. I held still, letting her adjust to the pressure while Khaaz remained motionless inside her.

“Breathe,” I instructed, the word rumbling from my chest as I stroked her clit again, building her pleasure to overcome the discomfort.

Her body relaxed incrementally, and I pressed forward with careful determination. The head of my cock breached her entrance alongside Khaaz’s, the tight heat engulfing me inch by excruciating inch. The sensation was indescribable—not only the physical pleasure of her body gripping me like a vise but also the echoed sensations through our bond. I felt her stretch, the burning fullness that bordered on too much yet wasn’t enough. I felt Khaaz’s pleasure as my cock slid against his inside her tight channel, the friction between us adding another layer of sensation.

Sweat beaded on my brow as I fought for control, resisting the urge to thrust fully into that welcoming heat. Everly’sbreath came in short gasps, her body trembling with the effort of accommodating both of us. Khaaz’s hands tightened on her hips, his claws extending slightly to prick her skin—not breaking it, but adding pinpoints of sensation that distracted from the stretch.

By degrees, I worked my way inside until I was fully seated alongside Khaaz, both of us buried to the hilt in Everly’s core. We remained motionless for long moments, adjusting to the overwhelming sensations that ricocheted through our bond. Everly’s inner muscles fluttered around us, adjusting to the unprecedented fullness, each small movement sending waves of pleasure through all three of us.

When I finally began to move, it was with shallow, careful thrusts. Khaaz followed my lead, establishing a counter-rhythm so that as I withdrew, he pushed deeper, ensuring Everly was never empty. The drag of our cocks against each other inside her tight channel created friction that had us all gasping, the pleasure building exponentially through our shared bond.

I reached between us, finding Everly’s clit again. It was swollen and hard beneath my touch, sensitive enough that even the lightest pressure had her crying out. Through our connection, I felt exactly how to touch her—not just the physical sensations but the building pressure of her approaching climax. I circled the sensitive bud with my thumb, matching the rhythm of our thrusts as Khaaz pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers.

The three-way feedback of pleasure was overwhelming—I felt my own building orgasm, the tightening pressure at the base of my spine. I felt Khaaz’s matching arousal, his cock throbbing alongside mine inside Everly’s tight heat. And most intensely, I felt Everly’s pleasure spiraling higher and higher, her body caught in a storm of sensation as we filled and stimulated her from all sides.

Our pace increased organically, control slipping as pleasure mounted. Everly writhed between us, her small form completely at our mercy yet somehow commanding us with her responses. Every gasp, every clench of her internal muscles around our cocks drove us to please her more, better, driving her toward the peak we could all feel approaching.

I leaned forward, my chest pressing against Everly’s as my face came level with Khaaz’s over her shoulder. His iridescent gaze met mine, pupils fully dilated with pleasure and something more—a recognition, an acceptance, a surrender. Without conscious thought, I closed the distance between us, capturing his mouth in a fierce kiss as we continued to thrust into Everly’s willing body.

The shock of it rippled through our bond—the taste of him, male and Rodinian and so different from Everly yet no less intoxicating. His initial surprise gave way to acceptance, then hunger as his tongue tangled with mine. Through our connection, I felt his response—the unexpected pleasure, the realization that this three-way bond meant we belonged to each other as much as we both belonged to Everly.

The claiming was instinctive, primal. My teeth caught his lower lip, not breaking skin but applying enough pressure to communicate my intent. His submission was immediate, his body relaxing beneath mine even as we both continued to move inside Everly. The bond between us solidified, crystalizing into something unbreakable—not just two males sharing a female, but three beings intertwined on every level.

Everly’s pleasure peaked first, her climax crashing through her with such intensity that her scream was silent, her body rigid between us as wave after wave of ecstasy washed through her. Her inner muscles clamped down on us with bruising force, the rhythmic pulsing sending us both over the edge alongside her.

I roared against Khaaz’s mouth as my release tore through me, my seed pumping deep inside Everly alongside his. The bond between us magnified everything—I felt not only my own climax but theirs as well, creating an endless loop of pleasure that seemed to stretch into infinity. Khaaz’s growl vibrated against my lips, his larger body shuddering beneath mine as he emptied himself inside our shared mate.

Time lost meaning as we rode out the storm together, three bodies moving as one, three minds joined in pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. When awareness finally returned, we were a tangle of limbs and ragged breathing, still joined but too exhausted to move. Everly was sandwiched between us, her small form cradled protectively by our larger bodies. Our combined release leaked from her despite our cocks still buried inside, evidence of the thoroughness of our claiming.

Through our newly strengthened bond, I felt their contentment mirroring my own—a bone-deep satisfaction that went beyond the physical. In this moment, spent and sated with my mates in my arms, I understood why fate-mates were the closest thing to a religion Rodinians had. This connection transcended the physical, the emotional, even the spiritual. It was primal yet divine, ancient yet newborn, as essential to survival as breathing.

We were bonded now, truly and irrevocably. Whatever challenges awaited us beyond this sanctuary we would face them together. Three beings who had found each other across impossible odds, joined now in a bond that nothing in this universe could sever.

My protective instincts flared as I tightened my arms around them both, Everly’s soft form and Khaaz’s scarred one equally precious to me now. Mine to protect. Mine to cherish. Mine to pleasure. And I, in turn, belonged to them completely. Legion Reaper, yes, but more than that—mate, protector, bonded one.

19 /KHAAZ

I woke before the others,my body still humming with the aftereffects of our bonding. The weight of Everly’s small form pressed against my chest, her warmth seeping into scars I’d long thought would never feel anything but pain. Zehn’s massive arm stretched across her, his hand resting on my hip in a possessive grip that should have made me bristle but instead anchored me to this moment, to this reality where I belonged to them and they to me. The bond between us pulsed with their sleeping contentment, a steady rhythm that matched the beating of our hearts. For the first time since my creation in that sterile lab, I felt something unfamiliar settling in my chest: hope.

The facility’s ambient lighting gradually brightened to simulate dawn, casting a soft blue glow across our makeshift bed. I traced my claws gently along Everly’s spine, marveling at the smoothness of her skin compared to my scarred, fur-covered form. Through our bond, I sensed her pleasure at my touch, even in sleep. The connection between us remained overwhelming—feeling not just my own sensations but echoes of theirs as well.

Zehn stirred, his golden eyes opening to meet mine over Everly’s dark head. Something passed between us, an understanding that transcended words. Before our bonding, Iwould have looked away, intimidated by the Legion Reaper’s intensity. Now, I held his gaze, accepting the silent communion between us. We were no longer just allies of convenience, but something deeper—bound by our shared love for the small human female between us and now, inexorably, to each other.

“Good morning,” he rumbled, his deep voice barely above a whisper to avoid waking Everly.

I dipped my head in acknowledgment, still more comfortable with gestures than words. Through our bond, I felt his amusement at my reticence, his acceptance of it.

The peaceful moment shattered as the communications array in the corner of the room emitted a sharp, insistent beep. Everly jolted awake between us, her dark eyes blinking rapidly as she oriented herself. Her confusion rippled through our bond, quickly replaced by clarity as she remembered where she was—and who she was with.

“What’s that?” she asked, her voice husky with sleep.

“Legion frequency,” Zehn said, already rising from our bed with fluid grace despite his massive form. He moved to the console, his naked body a testament to lethal power, muscles rippling beneath sleek fur as he checked the readout. “It’s Command.”

My stomach tightened with instinctive wariness. Though Zehn had assured me repeatedly that we could trust Legion Command, years of conditioning were hard to overcome. I sat up, positioning myself slightly in front of Everly in a protective stance that earned me a warm pulse of affection through our bond.

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