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  “I…I want you to,” I said. “To…to taste me, I mean. But, well…we’re all going to be going our separate ways soon. Don’t you think we should start laying off the kinky three-way sex?”

  “We could,” Drace said slowly. “Or we could take one more night to enjoy and appreciate each others’ bodies. Give ourselves one last memory before we sever our bond tomorrow.”

  “Oh…” I bit my lip. “Are…are you guys going to do that tomorrow? I mean, you’re going to use the Claw on yourselves? It’s all decided?”

  “I thought we were.” Drace looked at Lucian. “Isn’t that why you programmed a course for Y’brith? So we could give Mandrex back the Key after we, you know, severed our bond?”

  “I suppose.” Lucian looked deeply unhappy but then he seemed to make an effort to shake off the negative emotion. Looking at me, he gave me a slow, hot smile. “So if you want to have one more night to remember us by, maybe you should let Drace show me his excellent technique on your sweet little pussy, ma ‘frela.”

  I tried to let go of the sudden sadness that had overcome me at the thought that our time together was coming to a close. It wasn’t just that I would miss them or be sad when I was back on Earth—it was that I felt like a piece of me—two pieces actually—would be missing when they left. It was like they were talking casually about cutting out chunks of my heart, as though it didn’t matter.

  Stop it, I told myself sternly. You can’t force them to stay together. Just try to forget about tomorrow and live in the moment—make a beautiful memory to keep with you for always.

  “All right,” I whispered at last. “Drace can…can teach you his technique. I don’t mind.”

  “Many thanks, ma 'frela,” Lucian purred, pushing up the lacy hem of my nightgown. “Now, if you would be so kind as to spread your thighs wide and give my bond-mate access to your pussy?”

  Moaning, I did as he said, not protesting a bit when Drace got between my legs and began to tug off the lacy cream panties that went with the nightgown.

  “Look at that, baby,” he rumbled when he’d pulled them down. “Look how wet and ready your pussy already is. Gods, can’t wait to taste your creamy little slit.” He looked at Lucian who was on my other side, watching avidly. “Now look, the first thing to do is to spread her sweet pussy lips wide so you have clear access to her hot little clit…”

  I don’t know how long they worked on me—teasing and tasting, taking me right to the brink of orgasm but never quite letting me go over. Drace spent forever showing Lucian his favorite way to eat my pussy and then Lucian showed him his own favorite way to suck my clit and tease me with the tip of his tongue. By the time they finally let me come with Drace thrusting two thick fingers deep in my channel while Lucian lashed my aching little bud with his tongue, I nearly had an out of body experience.

  “That’s right, baby,” Drace growled as I cried my pleasure while they touched and tasted me. “That’s right—give it up for us. Love to watch you come, love to taste your sweet pussy while you lose control.”

  It was so good and the peak they’d brought me to was so high that the crash after orgasm was intense. Never again, I found myself thinking as I sank down, panting on the bed, my body and emotions wrung out by the incredible pleasure. They’ll never touch me like this again. My guys will be gone and I’ll be all alone.

  It was all I could do to keep from crying.

  But though I held back the tears, I couldn’t keep the sadness back any longer—the sense of impending loss that made me feel hollow inside.

  Drace and Lucian sensed my gloomy mood through our bond. Without asking, they slipped me between the covers and cuddled up on either side of me, lending me their heat, letting me feel their love. At last, worn out by the intense pleasure and safe in the cradle of four strong arms of the men who loved me, I fell asleep and dreamed…

  I was back home…back home in Tampa and I was all alone. A strange mist filled the streets and I was wandering through it, looking for something. No, looking for someone, but I didn’t know who. He…no, they, were very special to me…or had been special to me once. But now I couldn’t even remember their names. I only knew they were gone. They had left me alone. All alone.

  Tears came to my eyes, hot and hard as bullets. They tore me up inside, pouring out like a salty flood of poison. It hurt so much to cry but I couldn’t seem to stop, couldn’t ease the loss that filled me and ate pieces of my soul.

  “They’re gone,” I said, my words echoing in the mist that surrounded me. “Gone and they’re never coming back.”

  I was alone and I would be alone forever…

  “Baby? What’s wrong?”

  “Ma 'frela, you are having a bad dream. Wake up!”

  Two sets of hands were stroking me, two deep voices were talking in low, worried tones in my ear.

  I finally managed to struggle out of sleep but when I did, I found my eyes were filled with tears. And even though I was awake, I couldn’t stop crying.

  “Baby, what is it?” Drace asked, cuddling me close to his broad chest.

  “Ma 'frela, tell us—why are you crying?” Lucian pressed his warm chest to my back, stroking my hair.

  “I…I’m sorry,” I finally managed to gasp out as the tears ran down my cheeks and the sides of my face. “I just…I had such a horrible dream.”

  “Can you remember it?” Drace said softly.

  “Some…I think,” I whispered.

  “Tell it then,” Lucian urged. “In the Fang Clan we believe that dreams can be prophetic. Tell us what you dreamed, Rylee.”

  “I…” I closed my eyes, trying to remember. “I was back home but nothing was the same. I was…was wandering through a mist. I felt confused…disorientated. I was looking for someone—I think it was you guys. Only…” My voice started to waver again. “Only I couldn’t even remember your names. I just knew…knew that…” A fresh sob broke from me and I had to work hard to stifle it. “I just knew I was alone and that…that I’d always be alone. I knew I would…would never see you two again.”

  I broke down again, then, sobbing as if my heart was breaking. And honestly, it was. This was the last night I was going to sleep between my guys—the last time I would even see them. After they left me back on Earth they were going to go their separate ways. Our beautiful three-way relationship—our Triumvirate—would be dissolved and none of us would ever see each other again.

  “Rylee…baby…”

  “Ma 'frela…”

  Drace and Lucian tried to comfort me again but I was beyond comfort. All I could think was how I would never see them again and how I’d be lonely the rest of my life. Cold and alone without their love to keep me warm.

  I sat up in bed and pulled my knees up to my chest, trying to stop the trembling that shook my whole body as I sobbed.

  “Rylee…” The guys sat up on either side of me and rubbed my back but I was inconsolable, crying like I hadn’t since I was a child. An all out sobbing that left me feeling breathless and choked and so miserable I wished I could just die.

  From the corner of my eye, I saw them exchange a helpless glance and I could almost hear the nonverbal communication flying between them—What are we going to do? I have no idea! She’s really upset! I know but I don’t know how to calm her down!

  For some reason their exchange—the way they fit so well together and were able to almost read each other’s thoughts now—enraged me.

  It’s not fair! I thought, my pain turning abruptly to anger. It’s not fair—why do we have to be apart? They fit so well together and I’m their center. We’re perfect together—why do we have to be separated? It’s not fair!

  “What is not fair?” Lucian asked and I realized I must have said the last words aloud.

  “Yeah, what’s not fair, baby?” Drace echoed him.

  “It’s not fair that we have to be parted!” I burst out, finally giving vent to my sudden rage. “It’s not fair that I’m going to lose you both and you’re going to lo