The woman raised her voice louder, so those gathered round the circle could hear and celebrate. “Take each other’s hands,” she instructed each triad in turn. “Feel the power flowing through you.” She moved to clasp Sayre and Fane’s hands together. She paused before Luc before giving him a beauteous smile. “You look much better thus.” She feathered her fingers through his dark hair. “I—” She turned to glance back at the others before returning her wondrous silver-eyed gaze back to Luc. “Like the others—wish there was no need for the subterfuge—for your need to become something you are not. I—as does your beautiful mate—prefer your ebony color to that of the blonde you must so often conceal yourself with.”
The Goddess, for Ana realized it could be no other, returned her attention to the others once more. She checked to see that their hands were clasped, each triad a pyramid raising a cone of power of their own. A fissure of light shot from one group to the other, linking first three, then all four triads together by one thin band, one thin ribbon of pure silvery white light. Their eyes widened as they all gazed at the thin band of power, charged by their clasped hands and unified front.
“So you see the power granted you by the Universe—the power that awaits those who would be strong enough to join our cause. You finally see the means by which you shall defeat the enemy. “I wish—” She stopped, silvery tears glimmering in her eyes. “I wish I could do more, but even I am bound by nature’s laws. I am forbidden to use my powers against those who would harm you.” She smiled mischievously. “Yet I am not forbidden to bring those together who would have the power to rival even that of a god.” She looked at them all in turn, her gaze boring into their very souls. “Use this power wisely, lest we all perish.”
The strange echoing voice ceased and a bright light momentarily filled the circle, spilling out into the surrounding fields and forest. Blinded, Ana put her hands to her face to block the intense light. When the light disappeared, so had their powerful visitor.
Ana’s hands—no—her entire body tingled with the residual power as the males turned to their mates and spoke as one.
“I claim you both as my triad mate. Forever are we bound. You are forever in my keeping.”
The women threw their heads back, drew down the power of the universe, and gazed at their men, their eyes nearly glowing as they spoke their own binding vows.
“I accept your claim as I stake a claim of my own. I claim you males as my true triad mates. Your hearts are forever bound, forever in my keeping.”
The bolt of energy returned, joining each triad together, snaking to the next, until the light bound all four triads. The bolt of pure, blue-white energy shot from the bound triads, seeking out those who would harm them. Several screams rent the air as explosions sounded near and far.
“Banarts,” someone exclaimed. “There were Banarts among us!”
Ana ran toward the muffled cries. Wray grabbed her and swung her behind him. “You are no warrior, my sweet. Do not rush headlong into danger. That is my job.”
Communiqués came from all over the planet. “Several Banarts have been found dead. They have all been burned alive by the same energy bolt that killed those near the circle.” Drace said, holding his large hand to his ear, his free arm looped around Kiri’s shoulder, in an effort to keep her safe as she clutched at the tiny hand of her son beside her.
The four triads traded looks with the grim realization that together they possessed a mighty weapon.
“We could free every one of the Banart controlled planets,” Laynee whispered, as she held her trembling fingers over her lips.
“Perhaps,” Sayre agreed, stepping up to encircle her in the protection of his arms. “But once we are gone, we leave them to face our enemy’s wrath.”
“Maybe the more of us there are, the farther reaching our powers will be,” Jaynee added. “Just as the cone of power grows as our coven grows, perhaps this new power—this weapon—shall also grow as more triads are formed.”
“We can only hope. The enemy is widespread and far-reaching. Any planet we free would only be enslaved once more as we moved on to free others. We must find a way to rid the universe of them.” Wray pulled her closer and Ana fought to keep herself from closing her eyes. Every breath he took, every word he spoke drove her nearer to a desire she couldn’t name, couldn’t fathom.
You await the real claiming, Ana. Kel whispered into her mind. Your body yearns for mine. It yearns for Wray’s. Together the three of us will quench your desire—your undeniable thirst for our bodies.
She shivered in response, waiting, needing them to do the things they promised to do. How could it be that only a few short days ago she feared this mating, this meeting of the flesh? Now she craved it with everything within her. Her body trembled at the thought of their inevitable possession and she hungered for it. She couldn’t wait to be alone with them—couldn’t wait to feel them pressing their hard hot bodies against her as she cried out her pleasure between them. Where before she feared it, she now feared she would never have it—have them.
Wray pressed his groin against her buttocks. “You shall have us as you desire, Ana,” he breathed in her ear. “Soon we shall be alone in my quarters aboard the Nomad and we will give you what your body craves.”
* * * *
Two hours later… Lupin Starship Nomad
Kel breathed her scent deep. He needed her as badly as she obviously needed him. Needed them. Her body gave her desire away. Her nipples pebbled, tenting the thin scrap of material that covered her breasts. The sheer material wrapped around her hips, hung to her ankles in strips, barely covering her shapely legs.
He closed his eyes in an attempt to bring his raging hormones under control. What would he do if he suddenly shifted to his tiger and scared her? He would never forgive himself. Fisting his hands at his sides, he contented himself to just stand beside her and breathe in her intoxicating scent.
Wray moved to embrace her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. What Kel wouldn’t do to have the control over his body that he needed to do just that.
Gently, Ana pulled away from Wray. Smiling, obviously to not cause him pain or distress, she licked her full lips and turned to Kel, her gaze searching his. “You cannot make me believe you would hurt me, even in your other form.” She reached out her free hand, keeping one clasped within Wray’s firm grip.
Her free hand grasped the waistband of his slacks and she tugged him to her. “I do not fear you,” she said cupping his cheek. “Please do not pull away. You cannot isolate yourself from us like this. I—I,” she paused, licking her lips. “I love you. I need you.” She glanced back at Wray. “I need you both.”
Kel couldn’t believe his ears. He never expected her to accept him—all of him. She even accepted that part of him that wasn’t human. He could see it on her face, in her beautiful amber eyes. He couldn’t keep himself from her any longer. Moving forward, he crushed her to him, reveling in her soft acceptance.
Wray moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her to fondle her breasts, as she leaned forward to press her mouth against Kel’s.
Kel groaned when she parted her lips and moaned into his mouth. His heart raced, pounding against his ribs as her silky hands pushed up his shert. Petal smooth thumbs brushed over his flat nipples and his knees turned to mush. He backed toward the bed, pulling her with him, lest he fall at the floor at her feet in supplication.
“But that is what I want, Kel,” she breathed against his mouth. Pressing her lips to his cheek, she moved boldly to his ear. “I need you to worship me on occasion, just as Wray also needs our worship. I’ve come to care for you, Kel, but I do have needs…” She left off on a blush, lowering her head until her chin dropped to her chest. “Occasionally I must have control. At least in this room.”
She ripped his shert open, pressed her face to his chest and laved his nipple. “I must have a bit of control. At least once in a while.” She rubbed herself against him as Wray fondled her from behind. “
But tonight I sense your need and I bow to you. Make me yours.” Straightening, she turned to Wray. “Mate with me. Both of you.”
Kel needed no other invitation. His hands moved to her hair, pulling her to him for another soul-deep kiss. He needed this—needed her—in every way that she would have him. Releasing her hair, his hands trailed down her body, feeling her soft curves. He pushed the thin scrap of material from her breasts and feasted his eyes on her luscious curves. Bending down, he lowered his head to her breasts, suckling the tight rosy peaks.
He watched as Wray moved his hand lower, burying his fingers in her juicy cunt, wondering if he would ever have the patience to wait his turn at her tight vaginal hole.
“I don’t want you to wait,” Ana said, her breath coming in little pants. “I want you both at the same time.” She blushed prettily and it was almost his undoing. “The others have told me of a way for us all to reach our pleasure. I wish to have you both this way. Please,” she begged as her legs gave out and they carried her to the huge bed in the center of the large cabin.
After gently undressing her, they lay her on the bed to remove her thin sandals. They both massaged her calves and feet as they unlaced the long ties that bound them to her feet. His heart slammed erratically in his chest as she watched them undress with wide eyes.
Kel wanted to prolong it. He needed to stretch this agony out as long as possible. A part of him urged him to hurry but another part insisted he allow her to see every muscle of his body—every inch of his straining erection. His cock sprang free of the constraining cloth as he unbuttoned his trews.
Reaching up, she took hold of their bobbing shafts as they knelt beside her on the soft bed. Kel watched as her beautiful rosy-tipped breasts moved in time with her measured strokes through his half-closed eyes. It wasn’t long before they both reached down to still her hands on their raging cocks.
She smiled coyly, gazing up at them with a lust-filled gaze.
“Suck it,” he rasped, his voice barely more than a memory. His mind, like his voice, was gone. Taking with it any ability he’d ever had to make an intelligent decision. Every cell of his being was centered on this one woman as she slowly leaned forward to wrap her lips around his straining erection.
“As you wish, my lord,” she whispered, just before her full, pink lips closed over the head of his eager cock.
Kel inhaled deeply, sucking enough air into his lungs to live for a week. He loved the scent of his mate’s arousal. It was like an aphrodisiac, the strongest of drugs made to drive him wild with need.
She licked the length of his shaft. The stroke of her tongue sent pinpricks of ecstasy through his blood and he threw his head back. The sensation of her tongue sliding over the smooth flesh of his hardened organ nearly drove him over the edge. Gentle fingers cupped his balls and squeezed lightly, her nails softly scoring the underside of his sac. Lost in a forest of need, he buried his fingers in her hair and held her head as he pistoned his cock into her talented mouth.
The scent of her desire assaulted his senses and nearly drove him mad. The heady perfume of her body’s musk had him licking his lips with the need to have her, to taste her. Finally gathering his wits, he looked down when he heard her long, guttural moan and grinned. It seemed his triad mate had the same idea. Kel watched with ever-growing need as Wray slid his tongue through her glistening folds, drawing mewls of ecstasy from their once reluctant lover.
Each moan, each cry of pleasure that Wray wrung from her luscious lips reverberated over his cock as she continued to take him deep into her throat. Still, he kept his hand fisted around the base of his cock, lest the great length choke her.
* * * *
Wray had watched as long as he could before finally giving in to the need to taste his mate. Her flesh was sweet. Her body’s fragrant perfume taunted him, begged him to lean down and stroke his tongue through her glistening folds. Her lover’s cream seeped from her beautiful pussy as she continued to suck Kel’s cock. The sight of her full lips wrapped around Kel’s organ had nearly been his undoing. It was all he could do to sit and watch for a time without jerking off and embarrassing himself on the sheets.
He settled himself low on the bed, maneuvering between her silky thighs. He almost came when she moaned deep in her throat as he tongued her erect clit. He grinned, knowing by Kel’s guttural groan that her reaction had nearly sent him over the edge.
Wray watched as Kel, obviously too close to his climax to continue, pulled his cock from her mouth. If he hadn’t been preoccupied with dining on Ana’s precious cunt, he may have gone for a bit of that himself. Instead, he continued to eat away at her gushing pussy as Kel suckled her pert breasts while she came into his mouth.
Sitting up, he gave them both a practiced grin. “Top or bottom?” He asked, raising his brow. “This is your night, your choice, Kel. It is our gift to you.”
“Bottom,” Kel said, his voice no more than a guttural grunt. “I can’t wait to feel her atop me, riding my cock, her breasts jutting toward me.” He lay down on the bed and waited for her to lower herself over his large penis, his eyes glazed with need.
Wray couldn’t blame him. He would love to feel her clasping vagina on his own cock. He watched as she slowly impaled herself on Kel’s massive organ and leaned forward, pressing her breasts against the other male’s chest. Wray looked down to the once forbidden hole as the little puckered ring winked up at him. He licked his lips. He would have her there. It was what she wanted. She reached back and wet the tiny ring with her own juices, waiting. They were both waiting.
He fell on them with a groan. He needed to feel the flesh of her tight ass sucking the cum from his cock. He longed to feel the pulse of her orgasm as she came with them both inside her. Damn if he didn’t want to know what it felt like to have another man’s cock stroking his through the thin barrier between her two holes.
He placed the head of his cock to her wetness, gathering the slick evidence of her desire; he coated the head of his rod before moving to her smaller bottom hole. Gritting his teeth, he pressed the head of his cock into the tight ring. Everything within him told him to ram his cock home, instead of easing the massive organ into her back entrance.
Still, he went slowly, enjoying every moment of his slow possession. His eyes squeezed closed, he wondered how he would ever last long enough to bring Ana to her pleasure.
She moaned beneath him and he stopped. He prayed to the Goddess that she wouldn’t ask him to leave her. He wasn’t sure he could.
“Should I stop?” he asked between clenched teeth.
“No. Goddess, Wray, don’t stop now,” she begged then wriggled backward seating his cock deep into her ass. “Yes,” she keened into Kel’s chest. She wriggled again, nearly unseating herself from Kel’s eager shaft. Wray cupped her ass, holding her in place until his need to climax passed. Kel lay still beneath them, his eyes closed tight. If his shallow pants and clenched teeth were any indication, he was close to cumming, as well.
Wray gritted his teeth and tried to think on other things. He wanted—needed—to pleasure their lovely mate so she would allow this type of mating again. There was no doubt in his mind that triad mating could become addictive. Perhaps it was too late and he was already addicted.
“Stroke her clit, Kel. Make her scream for us.”
No sooner had Kel reached between them, than she stiffened. Lifting herself away from him, she bared her breasts to his hungry mouth. A scream bubbled from her throat as Kel leaned up and latched on to the hardened nipple of her right breast.
Wray squeezed his eyes closed, his hands gripping her hips as he continued to drive his hard length into her forbidden channel.
* * * *
Ana’s throat hurt from her continued screams as climax after climax overtook her. Kel’s tongue circled her nipple, his teeth lightly abrading the turgid tip. Wray’s hands caressed her back and bottom, squeezing and molding the soft white globes of her ass. The delicious fullness she’d felt at her first claimi
ng was nothing compared to this. The pleasure returned tenfold with the two of them moving deep within her quivering body. Her heart slammed in her chest until she was certain she would die from the promise of such unbearable pleasure.
“Yes!” she screamed, fighting to make them move faster. Still, her two mates worked in a slow, agonizing rhythm that made her want to scream. They brought her to her pleasure again and again, yet she wanted more. She needed more. She needed them to lose themselves in her as much as they wanted her to do the same.
No sooner had the thought formed in her mind than Kel growled, his eyes changed, looking more like those of his animal side. His incisors lengthened and he spoke, his voice sounded strange. Deeper. Perhaps it was from his partial change.
“Will you bind with me?” He looked over her shoulder to Wray and nodded.
“Will you bind with us?” Wray added from behind her as they both stilled. They waited for her answer, their cocks still buried deep inside her.
“Don’t stop,” she begged. “I’ll do anything. Please!”
Kel leaned up, wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck and pulled her down to gently press his lips to hers. “Shh… Ana, my love.” He pushed the sweat soaked hair from her brow and gazed deep into her eyes. “It is not our intention to torment you. We wish only a blood bond with you.”
She pulled away—what little bit that she could. “A—A blood bond?”
He nodded. “It would tie us three together. More so than the Tigerian ceremony already has. It would make us all Tigerian, Lupin, and Carrillian. Our life-forces would be bound together, extending your life considerably.”
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