by Corin Cain
Iunia slaps the sub-coms, cutting the feed from Sawoot’s Reaver as unexpected, but loud and unmistakable moans of pleasure come through the feed. She’s clearly feeling the same lust for life as I am!
As, too, are the three Aurelians surrounding me. Suddenly, their hands are touching my body – igniting a need in me that dwarfs even the explosion we’d just witnessed.
Meanwhile, though the view screen, the sight of dozens of Reavers fill my vision. I realize the fleet from The Instigator has launched – hunting for Toad survivors, but finding none out in the empty vacuum of space.
That’s the last sight I notice out of the window, because my attention is suddenly elsewhere. My triad presses into me, three huge alien bodies making me feel so small and safe in their embrace.
I let Iunia pull the sleek material of my dress from my shoulders. I let Aelon’s lips press against my own. I allow Vinicus to step behind me – hands cupping my ass as his lips caress my throat.
I’m surrounded by love, hanging in the dead of space – yet never more alive.
And what’s even better than this? Not that there could be anything better than the kisses, fingers and adoration of three hulking, magnificent warriors…
…it’s that this is just the start. These three are my Bonded triad. I am their Fated Mate. We have thousands of years ahead of us now – to explore every aspect of our lives, our future, and our love.
I’ve spent my life on the run – and the last decade in space, until this empty vacuum almost felt like home.
It wasn’t until I was in the arms of Aelon, Vinicus, and Iunia, however, that the sparkling void of the universe truly became my home – with them, forever.
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We will claim her.
She looks at my triad with disgust and hatred.
We stare at her with pure hunger.
Captured and forced to battle in the blood-soaked arenas of Bugra, my triad will live and die under the scorching sun.
The only thing that moves our weary muscles and overcomes the pain of our wounds is the obsession of claiming our fated mate.
She is brought to us humiliated and disheveled, and yet still her eyes burn with defiance.
We are born to battle. We are born to blood and violence. Aurelians have no master, and when we break our shackles there will be a reckoning.
She will be ours, even if I have to level empires and plunge the universe into war.
I would kill for her, die for her, even as her hatred burns me to the core.
She will be ours.
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