by Vi Voxley
Dana's body shook under the powerful thrusts, making her claw at the sheets and moan. Havoc slipped a bit closer to lean down and kiss the whimpers from her lips, gently playing with her nipples. The softness of that motion was in contrast to the hard, brutal rhythm Chase had picked, making Dana dizzy with lust between them.
It wasn't long until she was starting to pant again, her back arching to better take Chase's every thrust. The warlord sensed her being close and kept up the bone-shattering pace, not easing up on her as Dana came, screaming.
"Yes, Chase, fuck!" she cried, nearly falling to the bed if her fated hadn't been holding her up, spilling his seed into her with a ferocious grunt.
Dana's pussy was oversensitive, still cumming when Chase's seed filled her, making her gasp and tremble. Chase let his furious rhythm slow little by little, not pulling out until Dana was limp in his arms. Then he pulled out, letting her lay down on the bed next to the warlords, a wide smile on her lips.
"I'd say the bed's pretty good," she whispered tiredly. "And that we will get some sleeping done for sure."
Her fated laughed, undoubtedly agreeing with her. They had their own personal haven now, hidden safely in her new home.
Epilogue
Dana
It was the day when Rebecca was supposed to come and introduce her new fated to her.
To Dana's delight, her friend had chosen to stay on Octava even after everything she'd been through because she loved the planet as much as Dana did. And a few weeks ago, Octava had rewarded Rebecca with her greatest desire for her patience and big heart.
In the morning, however, Dana was sitting on the bed she'd left two years ago with her son in her arms, heading home to Havoc's villa.
Only it wasn't Havoc's villa anymore, exactly. Sometimes, her gentle giant complained that while he was perfectly alright with her, Sean, and baby Rhys, he'd never specifically asked Chase to move in.
Dana always laughed at that. There were still moments when the warlords asked her if their constant bickering bothered her and she kept saying no. Now that she knew them better, Dana considered it a healthy form of competition and simply something utterly Gargon.
Besides, when they visited the capital, they lived in Chase's house, although all four of them preferred the villa under the mountains. Dana was in the middle of teaching Sean how to swim in the cool, sunny lake by the mountainside. A part of her newfound enthusiasm for lakeside picnics stemmed from the fact that Chase and Havoc accompanied them wherever they went and they simply looked delicious out of their clothes.
Win-win.
She'd recently been feeling a little under the weather, so her fated had finally managed to convince her to see a healer and make sure it wasn't anything too serious. Dana had reluctantly agreed, although she was sure it was just her system acting up at the new fruit Sean had discovered. In her mind, it tasted like a thousand cupcakes drenched in whipped cream. Merely looking at the damn thing made her nauseous.
"Miss Dana," the healer said, coming back into the room. "I have great news."
"Excellent," Dana said, beaming. "Wait until my son hears of this. I told him it was nothing serious, just that eryko fruit not sitting well with me."
"Actually," the healer interrupted. "The eryko fruits are thought to be very good for pregnant women."
"Come again?"
"You are pregnant again. Congratulations! The commanders will be thrilled, I'm sure."
Yeah-uh. You have no idea, Dana thought although it was hard for her to fight down her own smile.
She returned home to find Rebecca already waiting for her, alone.
"Where's your new fated, then?" Dana asked, grinning. "I thought that was the whole point of coming here. To flaunt your fresh new hunk in front of me."
"Oh yes," Rebecca said, the same smile on her own lips. "Like that would work. Everyone knows you took the best ones off the market."
"You can't really say that now, can you?" Dana teased.
"No," Rebecca sighed and she could see how happy the woman was.
She deserved it, too, of course. The wound in her belly had healed fully thanks to the amazing Gargon healers, but all the memories remained. Dana had been so glad when she heard of Rebecca's fated that for a moment she thought she hadn't even been that excited to find her own.
"Anyway, your warlords took him away," Rebecca said with a mischievous smirk. "To test him out as they said. My poor sweetheart, they're going to make minced meat out of him."
"They're not so bad," Dana said hesitantly, hearing grunting and clashes of metal against metal from the direction of the outdoor arena.
"So where are you coming from?" Rebecca asked.
"The healers," Dana said, winking at her. "They gave me great news. I am expecting another child."
"Really?" Rebecca blurted, pulling her in for a crushing hug. "That's amazing! Congrats!"
"Hush, hush," Dana said. "Not so loud, I haven't told the boys yet. I will, soon. I have another meeting today and then I'll finally have a night off."
"Busy, huh?" Rebecca asked. "It figures. You're the poster child of bonding quests. How is the ambassadorial job going?"
"Good," Dana said, waving her hand dismissively. "More boring than taking the Sanguine out though. Also, what are you saying? You are the poster child now. Two years and then a match. Mark my words, Terrans are going to flood this planet now."
Rebecca laughed, shrugging.
"That's true," she said. "Now let's go find my man before yours make a trophy out of him."
"They're not so bad."
Well, most of the time. As far as not making minced meat out of warriors though, Dana could make no promises.
That night, Dana made sure Sean and Rhys were safely sleeping and didn't need her attention anymore. Then she slipped into her bedroom – or their bedroom, as she shared it with her fateds. An arrangement they both absolutely loved for her sake and loathed for each other's.
She waited until they were all naked under the covers, both her fateds kissing her neck, their hands wandering over her naked body, groping her. Before the lust could completely take over, Dana said:
"Careful now. I need a lot of rest in the coming months."
They both stopped like they were frozen in time. Dana thought better of telling them how utterly alike they looked because she was pretty certain they wouldn't appreciate that.
"You're pregnant?" Chase asked then, a wide smile on his lips.
"Yes," Dana whispered quietly, searching their faces for any emotions.
She'd been afraid that the second baby wouldn't be as special to them as the first, but perhaps that was another Terran misconception that she needed to leave behind. Her fateds lit up like candles, beaming at her before pulling her in for deep, lingering kisses.
They didn't get another word in that night. Somehow, though, everything was said. Dana was lost in their kisses and caresses and loving, delicious bites on her neck. It was as though they were trying to devour her, like they couldn't get enough of her.
She cried out when they took her, again and again until she couldn't move a muscle. They loved doing that, pretty much the only activity other than fighting they both enjoyed. Caught in the cage of heat between her two fateds, Dana moaned loudly, unable to put into words how much she loved her new life.
There were only glimpses of that night in her mind later. Havoc's rock-hard cock in her mouth, heavy on her tongue as she sucked him while Chase was fucking her so hard he thrust Dana onto Havoc with every punishing move of his hips. The way Chase's hot seed spilled into her, how her fated fought over her lips, loving the way they could draw longer and longer moans from her when they teased her into sweet oblivion.
She could recall begging them later, unable to take the torture anymore. Her warlords liked nothing better than to keep her on the edge and not let her take that last step off. She hated and loved them for it.
Afterward, Dana lay in their arms and watched as they caressed her naked skin a
s the three of them were spread out on the sheets, stark naked. The lust was gone, long spent, but the love remained strong.
She no longer waited with a shivering soul for the happiness to end. She no longer believed it would. Fate had known what it was doing after all.
Dana was glad it had swept her along. Her fears were a thing of the past now that she was finally home.
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