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  He swallowed thickly. They must do this. It was decreed by the Lady Goddess. They must triad mate before noon this day. His throat burned as he watched the indecision in her eyes. Neither of them would ever think to force her. Still, what would happen if they didn’t complete the ritual in the allotted time?

  Suddenly, she stood up straighter and looked each of them in the eye in turn. “We must do this. I only ask you to be as gentle as you can. I—I admit to being a bit frightened by the whole matter.”

  “It is as it should be. Last night you were still untried,” Xymus added. “Please do not think us the unfeeling monsters our fathers were. We will make it as pleasurable for you as we can. Also, do not forget, we can shift—and we will, if need be, to see to your comfort.”

  Demit nodded in agreement. Hurting her was the last thing either of them wanted to do. “Perhaps we should just relax first and let nature take its course.” He felt such pride and love for her when she nodded her agreement. She was so brave—their bold mate who had come to their rescue and completed their lives.

  Wrapping their arms about her waist, Demit in the front and Xymus in the back, they both kissed her long and slow. It was a measure of her courage that she didn’t run screaming from the room, knowing how large Demit was. She had no idea what he could do—or would do—to make this a wonderful experience.

  He thrust his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweetness, reveling in the fact that now he and Xymus were forever complete. Xymus kissed her neck, his arms reaching around her, hands cupping her breasts.

  Ariella squirmed when he reached beneath the hem of her robe and traveled up her thigh to the golden treasure between her legs. Warm cream washed over his fingers as he slid them between her plump lips. He almost groaned at the thought of sinking his cock into her tightness again. This time he wanted her ass. Xymus could take her pussy again while he tunneled his shaft up her tight little hole.

  “Do you like that?” He wanted to hear her voice it, tell them what she wanted. It would make it so much easier. If she could get beyond her shyness and show them exactly how bold she was, it would be better for all of them. He was sure of it.

  “Yes.”

  At least she answered. Though her face was red, it was still more than he’d hoped. “Tell me what you like. Ride my hand, my fingers and show me what feels good.” She groaned into his mouth as he covered her lips with his own once again. His tongue thrust deep, claiming her, branding her. She was theirs and would belong to no other.

  “Of course I won’t, silly.” She’d pulled back to look into his eyes. “I belong only to you and Xymus. Do you think I would hold to myself to this age, only to go wandering after I’ve found my mates?” She framed his face with her hands. “Shame on you for thinking such things.” She turned her gaze to Xymus who had echoed his thoughts. “Shame on you both.” She rose up on her toes and kissed him then. Her inexperienced lips slid over his, making him want her more and more. She was their innocent mate. Theirs to have, to hold and to teach the pleasures of the flesh.

  “And what a good time we’ll have, too. I suspect.”

  “Enough talk, Demit,” Xymus growled. “I want to complete this before she changes her mind.” He softened his words with a wink, his hands reaching around her to pluck at her nipples, causing her to close her eyes and groan.

  “Yesss!”

  Demit smiled with satisfaction. What a bright student their mate was.

  She smiled up at him dryly. “What do you expect? I’m reading your mind.” She threw her head back and moaned again when Xymus bent his head to her neck and suckled while Demit slid his fingers around the tight bud between her legs until she screamed her first release.

  Tipping her head forward, she leaned toward Demit, her fingers sliding over the tattoo on his shoulder and down over his smooth chest. She kissed his ribs, his sternum and he sucked in a sharp breath when her nails bit into the hard buds of his nipples. He wanted nothing more at that moment, than to throw her down on the bed and shove his cock into her creaming pussy and hear her scream. But he had other plans for her this morning. Today, he would take her virgin ass and she would love it. Of that there was no doubt.

  He wanted nothing better than to take the time to know her, to romance her and to love her—but time was of the essence. They must complete their mating before noon and they were running out of precious time.

  Swinging her up into his arms, he carried her across the room and deposited her on the bed. Stripping the robe from her lithe body, he and Xymus took a few moments to stare at her female perfection. A lump formed in his throat when he noticed she looked up at them both with an expression not unlike that of Xymus’s which he was sure mirrored his own.

  She crawled onto the bed and held out her arms. “Come to me my mates and show me how much you love me.”

  Her long hair tumbled over her shoulders in sweet disarray and Demit nearly lost all control. He wanted her more than he’d wanted anyone in his life. He glanced at Xymus at the thought, immediately sorry.

  Xymus grinned. It is fine, love. All is as it should be. Our love and caring for each other will never diminish, but we must procreate to rebuild our race and we cannot do it alone.

  Demit relaxed and raised his hands to remove Xy’s clothes. He couldn’t wait to get naked and into his mate’s arms—both of them.

  * * * *

  Xymus watched her move onto the bed, his heart stuttering with desire. How could he not want such a beautiful woman? The Goddess surely knew what she was about, bringing them all together. She was the one woman he could love as much as he loved Demit. There was no doubt in his mind that the three of them would get on well together.

  She looked up them, seductively licking her full lips. Her golden hair tumbled over her shoulders in an array of soft, silken curls. He wanted nothing more than to bury his face in the tangled mass and breathe in her scent, her very essence.

  Deep blue eyes gazed into his and she smiled. If he didn’t know better, he may have believed her sexy smile was just for him, but he knew she included them both in her invitation to join her on the bed.

  After helping Demit undress, Xymus fondled his lover’s cock. This time he wouldn’t feel the hard member tunneling through his flesh. Before meeting their mate, he once thought it possible to resent any female mate if they found her. Now, he knew better. There was no way he could resent her receiving Demit’s love. She deserved him. Deserved them. He needed her in a way he’d never thought possible before. Following Demit’s lead, he lowered himself on the bed.

  “On your back, if you please, Xymus. I would love our mate to crawl up on your lap and settle over your cock. I can’t wait to see her lower herself onto you.”

  Xymus did as he was asked, needing to feel himself inside her again. The thought of his hard cock thrusting into her hot, wet channel had his shaft dripping with anticipation.

  Ariella climbed atop him, straddling his hips. Rocking back and forth, she spread her cream over the hard flesh of his cock and he groaned, wanting—needing—to sink within her silken depths.

  Finally, when he was sure he’d had too much and would spill his seed on himself, she took him in her hand and guided him into her tight sheath. “That feels so good, mi zoyma,” he panted.

  She smiled down into his eyes, pushing the hair from his face with a gentle hand. “It is, isn’t it? I could do this all day, Xymus, but something tells me Demit has other plans.”

  “Damn right I do,” He growled. “Lay down on Xy’s chest, love.”

  She did what she was told as Demit prepared her for what was to come. Xymus felt the telltale signs of Demit’s preparations. Warm oil slid over his thighs as their third prepared her. The thought of them both coming while sheathed tight in their lover’s body nearly thrust him over the edge. He didn’t know what he would do when he could also feel the sensation of Demit’s cock brushing his through the thin membrane that would separate them.

  He kissed Ariella, fondling her breas
ts as he felt Demit working to relax the muscles of her ass. The last thing either of them wanted to do was hurt their treasure after waiting years to find her. Lifting his head, he suckled her nipples into his mouth. One at a time, he licked and laved them, needing to give her as much pleasure as he could while Demit readied her for what was to follow.

  Deep down, he knew Demit would never hurt her, but she couldn’t know that. Still, she lay over him, allowing their lover to massage the slick oil into her ass while she waited for him to impale her virgin hole.

  * * * *

  Ariella stilled, her breathing brought to a standstill when Demit inserted a finger into her lubed ass. It felt good at first, when he’d only massaged the oil into the tight ring of her ass. She knew it was small, tight, if the mere insertion of his finger brought her to such unfailing attention.

  Still, after a few moments, she found herself relaxing, even attempting to thrust back onto that lone finger as he wriggled it around in her ass. When she could no longer stand it, she thrust back more forcefully, wanting more. Needing more. She moaned when he inserted a second finger then groaned when he inserted the third. She felt so tight, so full. What would she do when he attempted to put his cock inside her? He was so big it would hurt her no matter how thoroughly he prepared her. She knew that and still she wanted this with everything within her.

  She stiffened when he pressed the head of his cock to her hole. It would hurt, he could do no other than thrust into her. Still, she gritted her teeth, trying to relax, somehow knowing the more relaxed she was, the easier this first time would be.

  Surprisingly enough, the head of his cock slid right in. She tried to turn and look. It felt like a cock and not a finger, but it was more slender than she remembered.

  “Remember, mi zoyma, I told you we could shift our shape into anything.” Demit smoothed a soothing hand over the small of her back. “I have merely shifted the shape of my cock to allow for your innocence. When you have grown more comfortable, I shall return to my full size. You merely need to tell me when you wish me to do so.”

  How could anyone be so thoughtful? She looked at Xymus who smoothed back her riot of hair from her face with a smile.

  “He speaks the truth, love. You need only ask and you shall receive. Either of us would shift our shape to anything to please you.” He followed his declaration with a kiss so tender it left tears in her eyes.

  She’d been so fortunate to find them. They were quickly becoming her life.

  “As it should be mate.” Demit said from behind her.

  At a nod from Xymus, they both began to work a slow rhythm that had her rocking with pleasure. The amazing sensation of Xymus stroking in and out of her pussy and Demit thrusting in her ass was almost too much to bear. She rocked back, thrusting her ass up at they impaled her.

  “Please,” she whimpered. “More, Demit. I need more.” Demit’s cock grew longer and thicker almost immediately. His thrusts became a bit more forceful and her soft sighs became guttural groans. “More, Demit. I need you bigger, faster.”

  “If I move faster I’ll lose control, love. I don’t wish to hurt you.”

  She shook her head thrusting her ass back at him. “You won’t hurt me. I swear. Please, Demit I need more!”

  Grasping her hips, Demit thrust himself deeper into her ass and she screamed out her second orgasm of the night. It wasn’t until he finally swelled to his full size that she was able to reach another. When he finally drove her over the edge a third time, she knew the time had come to complete the bond.

  Leaning down, she licked at the sweat soaked skin of Xy’s chest. Her canines grew longer, becoming that of the dragon that lived within her. She wanted this. She needed to take their blood. The meaning was clear. Three as one. The taking of each other’s blood would make them all stronger.

  Xymus jerked and groaned when she sank her teeth into the thick muscles of his chest. His shaft became larger and thicker than before and she gurgled out her surprise around her teeth. Thick, rich blood seeped through the holes where she’d bitten him. She pulled her teeth free and lapped it up, needing to sooth.

  Wanting to taste Demit, she pushed herself up, turned her head and latched onto his shoulder. He too, jerked and groaned, when her teeth sank deep, his cock growing impossibly larger in her ass.

  She bit down on her bottom lip in an attempt to keep herself from screaming again when they both leaned into her and bit her neck. A bright light surrounded them for a split second as a myriad of feelings rushed through her. Her heart felt near to bursting with the amount of affection she felt for them, from them. Her next orgasm hit her hard and she screamed her delight to the four sound proof walls of her room and immediately succumbed to her exhaustion.

  * * * *

  With only a few minutes left before the Goddess’ deadline, Xymus, Ariella and Demit prepared to transport to Ryo’s starship. Xymus could feel Ariella’s nervousness and Demit’s trepidation. None of them knew what to expect from the upcoming meeting with the Lady Goddess, or what she had yet to ask of them. It was enough to make a grown man tremble. “It is time,” he announced, though they were all three aware of time keeper’s constant ticking.

  Ariella nodded then stepped forward, pressing the transport button on her computer terminal. Just before the transport began he reached for his mates’ hands, gripping Demit’s in his left and Ariella’s hand in his left.

  In less than a minute, the three found themselves aboard the Pride. The command bridge of the vessel was filled with personnel. Not only the normal regiment of crewmembers, but Ariella’s sister Arabella sat in one of the observation chairs. Two men, one of which was Viktor, stood behind her, their hands resting on her shoulders. Obviously, the other man had to be her other mate, Merrick. Merrick’s nephew, Michal, which he recognized from a family vid-image he’d seen in Ariella’s quarters, sat in the navigator’s seat. Ryo, the Lady Goddess’s chosen leader of the Hienial Halflings, sat in the captain’s chair, looking every inch the King he was.

  Before they could even greet Ryo or make their way to Viktor’s side, a flash of blinding white light filled the command deck. Unable to stand the brilliance, Xymus and the others closed their eyes and turned their heads away. Only when the light began to dim behind their eyelids did they chance opening them again.

  In front of Ryo, wearing a gown of shimmering gold and crystal, stood the Lady Goddess. Her deep red hair wrapped around her waist like a living cloak. Beauty and elegance personified, Ariella’s grandmother looked like everything feminine and mysterious women the galaxy-wide were known for. It was obvious where Ariella received the majority of her DNA.

  Ryo stood and bowed his head. “Good morrow to you, Mother Goddess,” he whispered, his tone deferential and filled with love. After running her hand through Ryo’s hair as she would a child’s, she turned toward the three of them.

  Xymus straightened his spine, noticing that both Demit and Ariella mimicked his movements.

  A smile wreathed her face when she looked at Ariella. Her crystalline blue eyes glittered with happiness as she stopped in front of Ariella and placed her hand over his mate’s belly. “I am so pleased you accomplished your first task, my children.”

  “What do you mean,” Ariella asked, her tone wary and hesitant.

  “You have given all the Hienial Halflings hope this day by being the first to carry a female child.”

  A gasp escaped, how could he not be surprised by this news. “But how is that possible?” Xymus demanded.

  “Ariella has the ability to heal the Hienial Halflings, as her mother did,” she admitted.

  From across the room, Arabella interrupted, “So what’s my sister supposed to do? Go around healing whatever Hienial Halfling she comes across?”

  Her grandmother snorted, a sound Xymus never imagined such a powerful being would ever make. “She is not the only one to inherit your mother’s gifts, child. And no, only those who are meant to be healed will be healed.”

  “And
how does she heal them?” Demit asked.

  Xymus could hear the fear in his voice, feel his emotional pain through their mate-bond.

  “She only has to be in their presence for it to happen. She need not even lay a hand on the males for them to be healed.” She smiled. “So you needn’t worry, jealous one.”

  Both men relaxed. Xymus and Demit had feared that she’d tell them Ariella would have to be intimate with the men in order to heal their seed. Even at the Goddess’ demand, he would not have accepted that decree and neither would Demit. Thank the Goddess it hadn’t come to that though.

  Ryo cleared his throat, then voiced the question that had been in the back of Xymus mind since yesterday. “You said the first part of the mission…what is the second part?” Viktor’s brows rose, obviously awaiting the answer as well.

  “You must travel to the planets you have discovered. On one of those planets, you’ll discover the means to find your home world. The world which gave birth to all Hienial females will once again be rich with girl children, if you follow my instruction. But first, you must find all your people. You cannot afford to lose even one.”

  “Which one?”

  “That I can not tell you, my child. Have faith in me and in yourselves. I believe that you will find what you’re looking for, in time.” Before they could question her further, the Lady Goddess disappeared, this time with a lot less fanfare than her arrival.

  “What now?” Xymus asked.

  Ryo’s gaze darted around the room, taking in each person in turn. “Now we do as she asks. We begin searching the planets the three of you discovered in the database.”