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  “The fishing cabin,” Davina called out. “No one has used this in so long. It’s perfect. I’d even forgotten it was here.”

  Grace shrugged. “I hike a lot. I found it one day and have used it for shelter a few times when I got stuck in the rain.”

  Sure enough, Grace knew where the key was hidden. Within moments, they were all inside the cabin with the door closed and locked behind them. An awkward moment passed, but then in the next breath, they stood completely nude in this private little hideaway in the woods.

  Trevor looked pleased with himself as he took in the sight of the women, equally beautiful and yet so very different. The two were dark and light, day and night, the perfect complement to the other. Davina reached for Grace to reassure her, her fingers stroking her arm. Their flesh brushed and the instant warmth traveled through Davina to reignite the fire as if they’d never stopped kissing to find this cabin.

  Trevor moved close again and this time it was Grace sandwiched between them. She continued to look to Davina for approval, but seemed eager enough when Trevor placed his body against Grace’s back. Davina brought her mouth to Grace’s throat and sucked at her tender skin as her hands moved along Grace’s lightly sloping hips. She gently massaged and stroked the flesh and watched as she ignited tiny flames of color along the way. Davina’s skin tingled everywhere she touched Grace.

  Still licking and nibbling on Grace’s neck, Davina made eye contact with Trevor as he did the same to the other side of Grace’s neck. Without words, they seemed to understand one another. They would claim Grace together. Mirroring Trevor’s motions, Davina licked and licked, licked and sucked. Then they both bared their sharp teeth and bit into the sinew of Grace’s neck, each tapping the pulsing vein and drawing in Grace’s blood. Without taking too much, Davina took small sips and she savored the sweet flavor. The warm liquid coated her throat and settled into a delicious heat inside of her.

  Grace called out at the breech of her skin. She tilted her head on instinct, but had nowhere to go with both Trevor and Davina on each side. Instead, Grace had to simply accept the pleasure. Davina marveled at watching Grace come to that realization, to stop fighting the sensations and relax into their care.

  When Davina released her and sealed the wound, Grace turned her head to seek out Davina’s lips, clearly craving their connection. Davina’s lips moved from Grace’s neck along her jaw and sought out her lips. So different from the gentle kisses of earlier, Davina’s kiss demanded more. She needed to bond with Grace on every level. She needed to complete the Claiming. These were her mates and she could no more deny that fact than she could disown her heritage.

  “Bed. I don’t think she can stand much longer. With both of us taking blood…” Trevor’s words trailed off as he lifted Grace and carried her to the bed on the far side of the cabin. It was one large room with no privacy for the bed, so they’d need to pray no one came to look for them.

  Davina lay to one side of Grace and offered her neck. “Drink from me, my Grace.”

  “And then from me,” Trevor added as he stood looking down at the women.

  Grace latched on to Davina’s neck and sucked, her pull light with fatigue. Maybe they had taken too much from her in their excitement. A touch to her legs startled Davina from her reverie. She looked to see Trevor as he ran his hands along her legs, brushing fingers far too slowly up her thighs. She moaned and opened her legs, begging for him to touch her where she needed to be touched. He teased though, drawing his fingers in patterns over her belly while ignoring her hot, needy core.

  Davina closed her eyes, focused on calming her body and enjoying the moment. Both of her mates were near. They had accepted their triad. She had no disillusions that this would be easy, but it would be what they needed. Together, the three of them would see the prophecy through and have their own happily ever after. But right now, her happy place was calling out to be touched.

  When a long finger finally stroked through Davina’s folds, tapping her swollen clit, she couldn’t hold back the gasp before Grace captured her lips. While Trevor moved his talented fingers ever so softly, Grace stroked her mouth with her tongue. A deep hunger wrapped around them. Davina could feel that her mates hungered for her just as she hungered for them. It was incredible. Davina wanted to call out to Trevor, demand more, harder, faster, but she couldn’t voice her demands with Grace devouring her mouth.

  Trevor stroked her clit without mercy and the sensations racking her body climbed higher and higher until she was on the cusp of an unholy orgasm. Davina’s body began to quiver and Trevor must’ve felt her muscles tightening. He growled and fit his torso between her legs, spreading them wide. His beard growth scraped the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs as he nipped at her skin.

  Davina whimpered. Dear Goddess, she actually whimpered. A need like nothing she’d ever felt lit inside her and she pleaded for more, first with her eyes, then reduced to begging with her words. Trevor wasn’t deterred. He continued his slow exploration of her core, tongue diving into the depths, circling and drawing full length along the outer folds. This man knew how to love a woman with his tongue.

  Watching Trevor was nearly as exciting as listening to his sounds. The lapping of his tongue against her folds, the sucking as he drank in her honey, combined with the symphony of Davina’s moans of pleasure. Then, mixed into this, were Grace’s moans. She’d stopped kissing Davina, enthralled by watching Trevor as well. No telling who cried out first when Trevor bared his sharp teeth and punctured Davina’s skin just above her clit.

  As her blood filled him, Davina felt a lock shifting into place within her. She had a greater sense of his emotions, and of Grace’s as well. Their mating bond was becoming deeper as each of them took from the other. The suck and pull of each swallow drew Davina to the cusp of convulsion.

  “Grace, Grace, it’s too much. Too much. I’m going to come. I can’t stop…” Davina cried out, clutching Grace’s hands as her release swept over her.

  “Oh, Davina. Goddess, that was amazing.”

  Chapter Four

  Grace hadn’t taken her eyes off Trevor as he brought Davina to orgasm. He sat up from between her legs and crawled around Davina’s leg to perch himself in front of Grace. They were eye to eye, and when Grace attempted to look down, Trevor placed his thumb under her chin to lift her eyes to him.

  “Double the pleasure, Princess,” he whispered before brushing his lips over Grace’s mouth.

  “I’ve never…” Grace began.

  “I understand.” Trevor nodded.

  Grace sensed that he did understand, that somehow he knew without being told just what her life was like. Without the promise of a prophecy as Davina had, Grace lived with the belief she’d have to give up who she was on the inside to serve her race. Born to a family of honor, Grace would’ve done that. She would’ve sacrificed her own happiness for the prophecy her family would see come to pass. Despite doing so meant she gave up who she was.

  “I’ve been so lost.” Her voice softened and tears threatened, but she could no more stop them than she could stop the direction this prophecy was pushing her in.

  “But now you have been found. Davina and I will never allow you to be lost again.”

  Grace swallowed and nodded her approval. Her confidence slowly grew with each touch, each word, and every drop of blood shared. She was beginning to feel the connection. She was beginning to feel hope.

  “Allow us to guide you into this new life and all will be well. I make this my promise. Sono così pazzo d'amore per te che morirei per te.” Trevor sought out her hands and kissed both palms before placing them over his heart.

  If Trevor’s words warmed her, Davina’s melted her. “I too love you so much, Grace, I would die for you. My life is yours, and it is nothing without you.”

  Davina leaned her head against Grace’s head. When Trevor also leaned forward, they paused with their heads together until Trevor raised an eyebrow and grinned. His nostrils flared and Grace was reminde
d of the Valendite Breed’s extra sense of smell. There was a playful lightness to his words. “I’m not finished and I think someone wants more.”

  Grace didn’t miss that he looked directly at her when he spoke. She knew she must’ve blushed at the reference. As if his words alone were enough, her body reacted as though he’d touched her. Grace shivered despite the inferno building inside of her body.

  “We’re going to have fun loving you, Princess. We’ll do it together,” Trevor whispered in her ear.

  Trevor pushed himself off the bed, stood, and tugged Grace’s hand so she would follow. She watched as his muscles gathered and bunched before pulling taut with each movement. He was a body of art. She’d never been attracted to a male, but there was nothing about Trevor she didn’t find beautiful. He was all muscle and sinew, not an ounce of fat would be found on his hard body. She licked her lips when he sat in the chair near the bed and his cock stood at attention. It was her first chance to peruse his full nudity and Grace was speechless.

  Her body shook as he spun her and lifted her back against him, fitting them both deeper into the chair’s cushions. Grace sat on his lap and looked to Davina who seemed as riveted by Trevor’s moves as she was. When he spread her legs on either side of his, Davina’s eyes widened. Grace was on display, open for Davina to see her most private places. The dual sensations of being watched and of feeling Trevor’s hard cock pressed against her bottom flooded her. Davina dropped to her knees in front of her and Grace tightened.

  “Be still. Lay back against me so that we can pleasure you.” Trevor’s breath tickled her ear and a shiver ran up her back as she did as he had commanded. He’d said we, and she didn’t miss the meaning of that word.

  “You are so pretty and pink,” Davina spoke from below.

  Trevor’s hands moved around her, his arms resting on her hips as he found her wet core. His fingers danced along the folds and drew her wetness up and down her center.

  “Taste her,” he instructed Davina.

  The soft stroke of Davina’s tongue intertwined with the pressure of Trevor’s fingers. Together, they stroked her without mercy.

  “Oh, yes, this is wonderful,” Grace called out. “Don’t stop. Never stop.”

  Grace felt Trevor’s chuckle against her cheek. Then felt the cool path he left as he ran his tongue down her neck. “We’ll not stop until you’ve had your fill.”

  At a pinch and sharp tug, Grace jumped—as much as her body would allow—realizing only now just how restrained Trevor had her in this position. “What was that?”

  “I’m tasting you and I couldn’t resist a nibble when Trevor held your clit up to me. It was like an offering,” Davina spoke, her breath imprinting itself on Grace’s inner thigh. She shook with her need and closed her eyes against the sensations bombarding her.

  “We should pierce you someday, Princess.”

  Opening her eyes, she saw Davina look past her to Trevor and nod. They’d agreed and she suspected that very piercing would happen. She wasn’t sure she could say no to her mates.

  “A worry for another day, my Grace. For now, just close your eyes. Close your eyes and just enjoy us.” Davina’s words were gentle and Grace placed her head back on Trevor’s chest and closed her eyes as instructed.

  “I have waited for you so very long.” Davina drew her tongue up to Grace’s breasts, teasing kisses down the center of Grace’s chest.

  “Yes,” Grace affirmed.

  “I have watched you for days.” Davina followed a path to one breast, but gave no more than a cursory kiss.

  “Weeks.” She kissed Grace’s breast, swirled her tongue around the areola.

  “Months.” Again, Davina moved back to the other breast and swirled her tongue.

  A mistaken brush to her nipple caused Grace to jump. Grace was going out of her mind with want. By the feel of Trevor’s firm cock growing more pronounced on her bottom, Trevor was more aroused as well.

  “Now, you are finally all mine.” Davina sucked the nipple into her mouth and released it with a loud pop.

  “Yes, all yours,” Grace acknowledged. “Now you have me.”

  “And Trevor is ours.” Davina sucked the nipple again. Another pop as it was released.

  “Yes.”

  Grace pressed forward, whimpering in desire and pleading with her body for more touch. Davina simply ignored Grace’s movement as she returned to light kisses again. Grace’s breathing was shallow and a fine sheen of sweat glistened along her skin by the time Davina had completed her journey back to the apex of Grace’s legs. She wanted to beg for mercy.

  She lifted herself toward Davina again, pivoting her hips the fraction of an inch she had to move. Grace grabbed a hold of Davina’s hair to press her closer. Trevor chuckled at her struggles and took her hands in his as, together, they held Grace’s legs wide for Davina.

  Davina returned to Grace’s core where she deftly used her fingers to raise Grace’s arousal, never offering enough friction to push her over the edge. Grace thrashed her head from side to side until Trevor brought one of his hands up to hold it still. The movement exposed her neck to him.

  Trevor ran his nose along her neck, scenting her. He’d been gentle earlier when he drew her blood, but taking her now, in the heat of this moment, Trevor wouldn’t be gentle. Instead, he surprised Grace by offering her the vein at his wrist. Scoring it first, he placed it at her lips. She belonged to him. They both belonged to him. Now it was Grace’s turn to drink and make her claim.

  With Davina still lapping at her core and waves of pleasure threatening to break, Grace latched onto Trevor’s wrist with no reluctance. She needed the connection. His blood was a warm, tangy syrup that coated her throat as she drank. Grace allowed it to fill her, taking away the emptiness that was her constant companion. Because of her Magdalena circle lineage, her blood would sustain him. She provided him strength and life through her blood, just as his blood would lengthen her lifespan.

  While his blood warmed her, she needed more of him, more of Davina. She could feel now his need, his emotions growing stronger within her. As Grace felt Davina’s fingers stretching her, she knew she really needed Trevor to be inside her. It was a new desire she’d never felt, to crave a man. Trevor sensed her need through their bond and lifted Grace up to release her slowly down onto his cock.

  Davina flicked her clit and massaged her in preparation for Trevor’s invasion. It was tight, and despite how wet she grew, the muscles seemed to fight to let Trevor’s cock inside of her. Sweat beaded at her scalp as the tension in her body magnified. A pain, fierce but instantaneous, ripped its way through Grace, and both of her mates stopped.

  “It’s okay, Princess. I’m there now,” Trevor reassured her, stroking her back with gentle touches.

  Grace could do nothing more than nod as the world around them seemed to stop. It was just a moment, but it was in that moment that the reality of their mating, their triad, struck Grace. She had two people who would be with her. She’d been blessed. With Trevor at her back and Davina on her knees before her, the two most important people to her world now surrounded her.

  Davina bent her head back down between Grace’s legs. She wasted no time as she latched fiercely onto Grace’s sensitive clit and placed her lips over her, sucking and tugging. Her muscles contracted and she could feel Trevor pulsing inside of her core. He was unmoving, allowing her to simply feel him inside. Yet there was something more erotic about being so close to something and not fully experiencing it.

  Trevor was fully seated within her. Still Grace wanted more. She shifted her hips, pivoting forward and back. Trevor groaned and, if possible, grew larger. Her inner muscles clenched around him. Dear Goddess, Grace was becoming frantic for that just out of reach explosion. Would she ever get enough, ever feel sated?

  Grace stretched her head back onto his shoulder. “Please, Trevor, move for me so I can feel you more.”

  Trevor gave Grace what she wanted by placing his hands on her hips and lifting
to slide himself in and out of her body. With every thrust, Grace burned for him more. With every lap of Davina’s tongue, Grace went a little higher. The fires of her desire heated until, at last, her orgasm blasted through her. Grace heard Davina groaning and Trevor calling out their names. All Grace could do was lie back on Trevor, sweaty and exhausted.

  Davina leaned across Grace’s body to share a kiss with Trevor. Their faces so close to Grace she could hear the touching of their lips, the slide of Trevor’s tongue as he licked Davina’s mouth. Grace flushed realizing Trevor could taste her liquids on Davina. They both turned then and peppered her with soothing kisses and touches.

  “We’ve worn her out.” Trevor’s deep voice rumbled in Grace’s ear.

  “She’s new at this. We’ll have to build up her stamina.” Grace could hear the smile on Davina’s face without opening her eyes.

  * * * *

  Trevor knocked twice on Madden’s office door and entered when Madden called out. He’d been worrying about their conversation since he left his mates at the cabin. He’d take care of this, secure some time off, and then bring supplies out to the cabin where they planned to spend their Acclimation period.

  “Madden, we need to talk.”

  Madden sat behind his large mahogany desk surveying files. With the imminent threat eliminated against the Valendite Breed, TEU could focus back on their jobs of protecting their new homeland. It was ingenious of the US government to strike a partnership, albeit a highly confidential one, with the Valendite Breed. Now the TEU worked under Madden’s guidance to eliminate the world’s most heinous criminals. Madden was likely busy sorting through mission assignments sent over by his CIA contact. He looked up at Trevor and motioned for him to take a seat.

  Trevor was glad to sit because to tell the truth, his legs were shaking. This conversation fell somewhere between being called to the principal’s office and meeting the parents. Awkward and uncomfortable. Madden raised his eyebrows, waiting for Trevor to say something. Everything Trevor had rehearsed fled his mind.