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  She wondered how he could be the crown prince of his world and still remain here with her—a woman with three mates. The thought was mind boggling. A month ago, a young virile man was a naught but a dream. Now, it would seem, she had three to herself! Hot blood rushed to her cheeks when the answer came.

  I cannot remain and continue on as I am.

  She felt nothing but the rush of pride he felt for her. There was no anger. No regret.

  I will step down and allow one of my younger brothers to rule if you truly wish to remain here.

  Jeri stared at her fingers splayed across the dark wooden surface. Could she really allow him to give up his birthright to prove his affection? Did she want him to? She wasn’t even sure she wanted that kind of devotion. She wanted him, perhaps it was time to admit that.

  Looking over at the brothers, she shivered. She wanted them too, but she wasn’t sure she could take three men. She’d heard of the triad matings of their people, she just wasn’t sure she was ready to go from no man to three all at once. Tonight she would allow Michal in. She took a deep breath and, the decision made, turned her attention to her first council meeting.

  It wasn’t until three hours later that her decision came back to haunt her. Michal stood in front of her, his expression one of confused amusement as she stuttered at his presence. She’d kick him out on his ass if he’d shown the slightest indication of laughing at her.

  Instead, he’d entered her chamber and spread his arms, already knowing what she’d wanted him for.

  * * * *

  Michal could feel Jeri’s uncertainty, her fear. Before coming to her cabin, he’d stopped in to see the Halfling twins and told them what he had planned for the evening. Jeri didn’t like feeling unsure of herself. She’d feel overwhelmed if all three of them tried to make love to her at once, or even if two of them did. Until she felt comfortable with her own body and lovemaking, in general, they needed to take things slow. So, for her first time with a man, he’d be the only one who’d make love to her.

  The twins weren’t exactly happy with the decision, but they did understand it. They’d do whatever they needed to ensure she chose to mate with them—all three of them, even if it meant that they had to wait for her.

  “Go ahead and touch me, mate.”

  Jeri tilted her head then nodded as though reaching a decision. “I think I will, but first I want you to strip.”

  Michal smiled and began to unbutton his shirt. When she decided to go for it, she didn’t hold back one bit. He loved that about her. By the time he shrugged out of his shirt, she’d circled him twice, watching his every movement. When he started to unfasten his uniform pants, her fascinated gaze didn’t stray from his crotch.

  If he wasn’t in so much pain from waiting on her to decide when she was ready for intimacy between them, he’d put on more of a show for her. Maybe next time. Right now, he wanted only to remove the constricting clothing from his body.

  He hoped he didn’t disgrace himself like an untried youth at her first touch, but he himself had very little first hand knowledge of love play. Most of what he knew came from learning-vids and books on the art of pleasing a mate, not actual experience.

  With so few females in the galaxy, even after twenty-five years of peace, women were highly guarded and the Earthen concept of pre-marital sexual contact was nearly non-existent, though with races like the Amazonians out there, maybe the female population will continue to flourish. Within another generation, perhaps the ratio between males and females will return to what they were before the Banart and Hienial wars.

  But, those were thoughts for another time. Right now, his mate looked ready to tear his pants from his body if he didn’t shuck them soon. Far be it from him to provoke violence in his mate. “Have you ever kissed a male before, Jerineau?” he asked.

  “No I haven’t. Will you be my first then?”

  Michal laughed. “Absolutely. Come to me mate. Step into my arms and I’ll give you your first kiss, the first of many your mates will give you through the long years ahead.”

  She boldly stepped forward, placed her hands on his shoulders and lifted her face to his. Michal slowly lowered his head and pressed a tender kiss to her lips. As if they had all the time in the world, she trailed her hands down his bare chest. He could feel her awe and amazement at how chiseled he kept his body. She thoroughly touched him, explored his body and ran her palms along the surface of his skin as if she craved him as an addict craves drugs or an alcoholic its next drink.

  He loved it when Jeri touched him. His body craved her touch, desired it where he’d never desired another’s. Even the hunger for blood was inconsequential against the craving he felt for his mate’s touch.

  He needed her savagely, almost roughly, but he would take this slow—even if it killed him. He backed her up to the bed and gently shoved her back until she bounced down upon it. She giggled and, before she could roll away, he settled on top of her. Grabbing her arms, he placed them above her head. “Now I have you just where I want you, my Warrior Princess.”

  “And where is that my Savari Prince?”

  “Beneath me, ready to take my cock.”

  “And is your cock ready for me?”

  Michal threw his head back and laughed. “It’s always ready to take you, and soon I shall prove it to you.” He quickly hopped off the bed and finished undressing out of his uniform, then returned to the bed where Jeri waited for him.

  As he pulled her back into his arms, she buried her hands into his hair, pulling him in for another long, slow, mind-numbing kiss. By the time the kiss ended, she had wrapped her legs around his waist and was guiding his cock just where it most wanted to go. “Make love to me, mate. Mark me as yours,” Jeri begged.

  Michal moaned. She’d said the one thing guaranteed to ensure he let completely go in their love-play. Positioning himself at her gate and gritting his teeth, he slammed into her body in one powerful thrust, unable to take her slowly, to savor their first joining as he had planned.

  Her pussy clenched around him, surrounding him with her roaring heat. Pleasure poured through him and he gave himself over to it, letting it sweep him away. He thrust into her harder, deeper and faster and she urged him on with her throaty pleas for more. Louder and louder she begged for more. Higher and higher she screamed for release. And still, he thrust deeper and deeper, harder and harder, until the bed began to quake and rattle.

  As they neared their release, they both held back, neither wanting this moment to end, yet knowing there would be many such moments in this lifetime to look forward to.

  Before long, he felt her channel convulse around his cock. Michal growled into her mouth as his body erupted into hers. Lifting his mouth from hers, he turned his face into the base of her neck where it met her shoulder and gently bit down, taking the smallest amount of her blood so as not to weaken her.

  Emotion blasted through his mind. Her passion, her love, her loyalty and courage. Knowing her desire, he bit down on his wrist and held it out to her, allowing her to share in this moment with him.

  He felt her awe then the backlash as his emotions became hers, his happiness, his joy, his love at finding a mate, his confusion at being the first amongst the children of the Triads to form a ménage a quatre. Soon, the connection began to dissipate. “Once the four of us have our joining ceremony on Savar, the connection will never disappear,” he promised, feeling Jeri’s disappointment at how quickly their bond dissolved.

  Pulling the covers over their cooling bodies, Michal pressed a tender kiss against her temple. “Sleep, love. Much awaits you still when you awaken.”

  * * * *

  When Jeri awoke, Roman was seated at the end of her bed. He wore naught but emerald, silken lounging pants. His blond hair hung in tousled disarray and his smile looked sleepy. He too must have just woken. “Would you like to bathe?”

  Jeri swallowed. She knew that he was asking for much more than just sharing her shower. Was she ready to share love play wit
h him as she had with Michal? After a few seconds thought, she knew she was. She was an Amazonian Warrior and now a princess by mating, as well. She could do anything, and do it with courage and strength. “I’d like that Roman.”

  “Good. Why don’t you go on in then and I’ll join you in a moment.”

  Nodding, Jeri tossed her bedcovers aside, slid out of the bed and with her back ramrod straight, paraded past Roman directly into the bathing chamber. When the door slid shut behind her, she let out the breath she’d held the entire way. Goddess, that was harder than she imagined it would be.

  Jeri stepped into the hydroshower and turned the spray to hot, needing the heat to loosen her sore muscles. Who knew loveplay could be such a vigorous workout? When the sound of the shower doors clicked open, she leaned forward, resting her head against the shower wall. Let him do all the work to cleanse her. She’d luxuriate in the moment for who knew when it might happen again.

  Jeri closed her eyes. Roman gently cleansed her body under the hot mist of the fresh water shower. She leaned against the smooth walls, unable to keep her feet without the support. In between rubs and strokes, he kissed and suckled her until she was very nearly out of her mind with pleasure. Used to the sonic showers aboard her vessel, she hadn’t used a fresh water shower in years and never under such pleasurable circumstances as these.

  His hand slipped between her legs and gently soaped her curls then rinsed her. His fingers occasionally stroked her sensitive clit, her empty channel spasmed and her knees buckled. “Please, Goddess, don’t stop,” she begged. She’d never felt such intense pleasure before in her life not even at her own hands.

  Chuckling, he reached over to turn the water off anyway. Water ran down his muscular body in glistening silver rivulets when he stepped out of the hydroshower. He wrapped his big hands around her waist and pulled her next to him beneath the dryer, letting the heated air circulate around them for a just a few seconds until they were completely dry.

  Looking down, she gasped. All of their body hair had disappeared. They were both completely devoid of the fine hair that once covered their bodies. She was completely bald and Roman was devoid of all hair save that atop his head! Quickly, she reached up to pat her own head. Thank the Goddess! All of her hair was still there.

  “You look beautiful.” Roman leaned forward, his lips trailed over her flesh, leaving gooseflesh in their wake. When he was finished worshipping her, he led her out to where her other mates awaited them. Michal and Royce sat on the large bed in the resting room of their suite, gazing at her with obvious adoration. They appeared to be without their hair as well, though it was difficult to tell at this distance. They each sat with their hands resting in their laps, hiding that part of them she knew would fit her perfectly.

  Nervous, Jeri wasn’t quite sure what she should do at this point. What did civilized people do when it came to making love with their mates? One experience at loveplay did not make her nearly educated enough to know what to do now.

  It had been so very many years since the Amazonians had any mates that the practice had long ago been forgotten. Too long their civilization had been forced to endure a life with no males. Too many years had passed with no males to grace their lives. She barely knew what to do with them.

  She bit her bottom lip. Pleasuring herself with her toys was one thing. Trusting a male…or three to bring her to her pleasure was something different entirely. What was she to do? Part of her wanted to run screaming from the room. Another, stronger, Amazonian part wanted to face her mates without fear. She brought her chin up and faced her mates, waiting for them to make the first move.

  Before she could fret too much, Michal reached up and pulled her down onto his lap until she was forced to straddle his body. Before she could object, he suckled one turgid nipple into his mouth then the other until they were both hard and swollen. When he finished, he then moved her over until she lay with her head on Royce’s lap and slid down her length until his mouth was alongside her cunt. After parting her thighs, he gently breathed over the sensitized flesh of her newly denuded pussy. His thumbs parted her nether flesh while Royce gently pulled on her already pebble-hard nipples with his fingers.

  Michal’s tongue flicked out, stroking over her newly bared skin. She moaned at the contact, quivering. “It… It feels…” Wonderful. Exotic. His tongue felt so smooth, like the velvet they’d dressed her in when she first arrived. It was hard to believe that anything could feel so good.

  “What does it feel like, our mate?” Roman’s smile was knowing. He knew, as they all did, that it felt unlike anything she’d ever felt before in her life.

  “I…I don’t know. It’s different. I think I like it.”

  “You can’t get this from your test tube pregnancies, can you Jeri?” Michal stopped licking her long enough to ask.

  She shook her head. She couldn’t. She knew she could never get anything like this from an artificial insemination. This was so different, so delicious. This was nothing like the cold, hard toys she’d become accustomed to to reach her pleasure. This felt so nice, so right. Perhaps having three mates was a good thing after all.

  * * * *

  Michal expertly used his tongue to probe deeper into her tight sheath. He stroked deeper, harder, making her hips thrust in time with his tongue. He wanted to open her more to his touch. He wanted to make her want them, need them. Perhaps if they made her climax as she never had before, she would decide to stay. All of them knew it must be her choice to remain with them. Otherwise, they would be no better than the Hienial males that were defeated so many years before.

  He used every trick he’d learned from the database. Extending his arms, he folded her legs to her chest, completely exposing her to his gaze. He closed his eyes and paused. By the Goddess, she was so pretty, so pink and soft. So perfect. Sweat beaded on her skin and her silvery hair pooled around her face. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. And she was his. He closed his eyes for a moment. No. She was theirs and he would have it no other way.

  Slowly, ever so slowly, he sank one finger inside her then gently eased it out. He then slid two in its place and eased them back out. In then out. She shook, her body tightening. In then out. She quivered. Her legs wobbled. Her belly convulsed. Until she was taking first two, then three, then finally, four fingers with ease. His hand was drenched. Her body was more than ready and was drawn tight as a bow.

  When they made love to her, they wanted to do so without causing her any harm whatsoever. And, if he were any judge, that time was now. If they ever wanted to prove that mating could be about pleasure and not just stud service, this was the best chance they would ever have.

  Royce’s hands remained at her breasts, pulling her nipples. Roman stood watching a smile of anticipation on his face. He kept his arms folded across his broad chest, his cock standing erect, thick pre-cum dribbling from its head.

  Michal continued to massage her cunt, desperate to make her ache so much she would not only beg, but demand they satisfy her. She was almost to that point now. They just had to push her that little bit more.

  Smiling to himself, Michal knew just how to drive her over the edge. He stopped what he was doing as Royce dropped his hands and Roman finally stepped forward. She started to protest, Michal could see it in her eyes, but Roman prevented it by positioning her himself. “Bend over, Jeri, with your hands on the chest, facing away. You’ll enjoy this, we promise.”

  * * * *

  Jeri didn’t know what to think of these mates of hers. They were so dominant. So controlling…so male. Yet they didn’t treat her as though she couldn’t make her own decisions. It was truly strange. They weren’t like the other males her people had contact with. And these mating rituals they had. She didn’t understand their sexual practices at all. Did they really want a woman who was willing to follow directions in bed but stand up to them out of it? Truly? How strange these beings were. Still, she was so close to coming she
didn’t want them to stop. Not until she’d finally had her climax, at any rate.

  Roman circled them until he sat on the chest facing her, but the others remained behind her. Roman’s cock was now standing erect mere inches from her mouth. She moved toward it, wanting to taste him, but unsure of his desires. Did he want her to taste him? To take his cock into her mouth? Wasn’t it a waste of his seed by using it in this manner? Did he not wish to procreate?

  Behind her, she felt hands move over her ass, spreading her legs open. Roman gathered her hair up high in one hand at the back of her head. With his other hand, he guided his cock into her mouth. At least that action answered one of her many questions.

  Jeri closed her eyes and savored the salty, musky, masculine taste of him in her mouth. By the Goddess, it had been many, many years since any of the women aboard her ship had tasted a man, and here she had three of her own to taste at her own leisure. Surely it would lead to gluttony.

  Behind her, Michal asked, “Are you ready to take me while Roman fucks your pretty mouth, Jeri?”

  Jeri nodded. What else could she do? She wanted to feel everything, experience everything. As Roman shafted his cock into her mouth deeper and deeper, Michal pistoned her pussy harder and harder, reaching depths she didn’t know were possible. She drifted, her mind reaching a place she never knew existed. She gave over her control, permitting them to set the pace. They increased their speed, the depth of penetration, while she concentrated solely on what she felt. When Roman moved her away from his cock, she cried out in dismay, only to sigh happily when Royce stepped to her side, took her chin in his hand, and turned her to face his erection.

  Before she could take Royce’s cock in her mouth as she had Roman’s, Michal pulled out of her body and Roman lifted her hips, once again leaving her to face the large bed and Royce’s cock. She leaned forward, taking Royce’s cock down her throat just as Roman lined up his cock to her aching channel. Slowly, she slid down Roman’s shaft, taking him deep into her body.