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it, her body bucked and she screamed as her orgasm took her over and they rode her in a twisting frenzy.
    Hexar's voice sounded in her thoughts. There you are. I thought my balls would blow before you joined us.
    Drioth rebutted, Your balls? Do you have any idea how tight and hot her ass is? I think I bit through my entire face.
    We are seriously talking mind to mind?
    Hexar laughed. Of course. That was the entire point to this exercise.
    Drioth pitched in, Well, that and finally getting to press against you from top to toe.
    Nenita turned bright pink. I can tell. Will I always be able to feel what you are feeling? This is very odd.
    As Hexar can tell you, it can be awkward, but it means I share your pleasure as well as his. It makes for a far less jealous relationship than would otherwise be in evidence.
    Nenita squirmed, pressed between them. "Can we separate? This isn't something I am used to. I will have to ease into it." The dual penetration was still in place and while it felt too titillating for her peace of mind, she had had a long day and she couldn't imagine falling asleep in that position.
    They touched her mind and nodded. With slow and careful movements, they pulled away from her. Drioth went through a door at one side of the room and returned with a bowl of water and several cloths. He dampened one and tossed it to Hexar, he took one of the others and after he dampened it in the warm water, he cleaned the cum from both of her entrances. His erection was back in full force the moment he finished and he placed a swift kiss at the base of her spine.
    What is the obsession you have with my back?
    You have a lovely curve to your spine and I love the dimples above your ass. For some reason, it's a view I never tire of.
    She blushed while secretly enjoying the ability to ask questions too embarrassing to voice.
    Hexar lay back and grinned at her as she started to crawl to the head of the bed. His face going blank as a stunner struck him.
    A sharp thud sounded when Drioth hit the floor and turning to the doorway, she saw the last person she had expected to see on her wedding day.
    "Nishino. Why are you here?"
    "I still want you as my breeder, Nenita, though now it will have to wait until I can confirm you don't carry the Oefrics' bastard." He was there, his golden handsome face curled in a sneer at her unconscious husbands.
    "I will never have a child with you, Nishino." Her talent was going mad, calculating and working out every vulnerable point on his body.
    "You will, even if I have to have your mind wiped to a blank slate. There is a Minder who has come over to our clan's way of thinking. He has agreed to do it. Now get out of that bed and get on your knees." He kept the stunner aimed at her, but his other hand was working at the closure to his trousers.
    She stepped away from the bed, the slow rise and fall of Hexar's chest comforting her as she moved to face the beast who had ripped her from her life, her job and one of the best friends she had developed since she left her home.
    She didn't kneel. "I will not get on my knees. You can keep that worm to yourself." She was counting on his temper and she wasn't disappointed when he rushed at her, gripping her hair and bending her head back. Her glare was complete contempt, but when her hands started to move, he let go with alacrity.
    Nishino looked surprised as she used her fingers to jab at the painful pressure points that would lock his nervous system.
    He collapsed to his knees, his fingers twitching as his nerves screamed in agony.
    "Mari wanted to love you, have your children and live life in a bubble of happiness. You killed her. Now, I will return the favour."
    His mouth opened to scream as she struck the nerve bundles that would shut down his breathing. She watched him slowly suffocate and die, fixed on his knees and staring at her in shock. Her anger drained with his life.
    The moment his eyes were empty, she ran to Drioth's side and stroked his face, willing