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the burning fire in her blood meant. Not until the ache in her loins was quenched.
    She led them into her room, embarrassed by the severity of her inner haven. There were no candles to light, no silken curtains upon her windows. Only utilitarian blinds covered the illumi-glass that allowed the soft light of the triad moons of Carrillia to bathe her room in a silvery glow. The only saving grace in her stark bedroom was the mauve cover on her bed, the silken material glistened in the soft light of the moons and she sent up a soft prayer of thanks that Jayne insisted she purchase it.
    As they approached her four-poster bed, they dropped her hands. “Get on the bed, natoya . Let us love you.” She paused only long enough to take a deep breath before crawling onto her bed. Even though her nerves were shrieking at her to move, to do something, she didn’t. She just watched as her mates stopped and stood at the end of her bed. Her eyes widened as they undressed—Fane 51

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    dropped the lap-blanket, Sayre shucked the silklinen trousers that hung loose on his waist. Her heart raced and her lungs struggled to get enough air.
    When they crawled onto her feather mattress, they lay on their sides, each bracketing her. She didn’t know whether to lie flat on her back and spread her legs or reach out and touch them. Why hadn’t she asked them what they needed, what they wanted her to do? She bit her bottom lip. Indecision and anxiety worked their way through her hazy mind. Her gaze shifted from one masculine face to the other, looking for a hint as to what they expected. She could tell nothing from their fierce expressions. By the Lady Goddess, she was so unsure and nervous. She needed strength and courage to get through this, and she wanted more than to just get through this, she wanted to enjoy this night. Enjoy the night with her mates, her claiming night. She swallowed back her fear.
    “Tell me what you want me to do,” she finally whispered.
    A sexy smile stretched across Fane’s face. Her heart lurched, sped up if that were even possible. He moved forward, draping his upper body over her, his chest half covering hers. She could feel his cock hard and wet against her side. He pressed a tentative kiss to her lips, pulled back only to return to nip her bottom lip.
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    Her gaze flew to Sayre, needing to know he wasn’t upset at being left out. His soul reeled with pain and she wouldn’t be the cause of any more hurt. He moved closer, seeming to understand her fear, positioning himself in the same way Fane had, hovering over her prone form. She could feel his thick cock press against her thigh and warmth spread through her as she thought about where they would want to put their large cocks. His hand moved to her woman’s mound, his fingers petted her netherlips before they slid slowly inside. His fingers tapped her erect clit. She gasped. Her nerve endings seemed to become charged with an energy she’d never experienced before this evening. Sayre’s smile grew naughty, his eyes glistened with heat, then he dropped his hand.
    She whimpered, feeling the loss as though a part of her heart, her soul had been taken away.
    “Sshh… I’m not leaving you, natoya . Never will I leave you.” Sayre leaned back, and a movement on her other side drew her attention. Laynee turned her head and looked into Fane’s sapphire eyes. Slowly his head lowered. His lips were soft, gentle as he kissed her. Not normally an empath, it surprised her to feel his need to shower her with tenderness, with care. His touch turned whisper soft and loving.
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    needed something, needed to feel him — them —
    inside her. Tears ran down her cheeks unchecked and she had no idea when they had begun or why she was even crying. Fane caressed her cheek with his rough tongue, lapping up her tears and soothing her with his

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