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  “When I die, you mean?” Far asked quietly. “Sorry, Becca, but this needs to be said.” He looked at Truth. “Our bond is still quite young and new. I think you will survive without me. And I think Becca can help you—in time the two of you could become a couple.”

  “But I don’t want to be a couple!” Becca burst out. “I want to be a threesome—a triumvirate or whatever it was Vashtar called it.” She reached out and took their hands. “I want both of you,” she said earnestly.

  The moment she touched both of them at once, the familiar warm electric current started between them. Becca felt it tingle though her entire body, running from the tips of her breasts to the tender V between her thighs. Back before she had admitted to herself that she wanted both of them she would have snatched her hands away. Now she held on tighter. She was beginning to have an idea.

  “Do you feel that?” she demanded, squeezing their hands and looking at both of them.

  “Of course we feel it, mi’now,” Far murmured appreciatively.

  “We cannot help but feel it,” Truth said.

  “That’s energy running between the three of us—life,” Becca said fiercely. “Why can’t we try to channel some of that into Far? I don’t know if it will help but it’s worth a shot—and certainly better than sitting around on the bed snapping at each other.”

  “I don’t know if it will help either but I’m certainly not opposed to trying,” Far murmured.

  “I am willing to try it too,” Truth said grudgingly. He looked at his brother.

  “If you are up for it? I understand that bonding sex can be somewhat…vigorous.”

  “It doesn’t have to be,” Far assured him. “It can simply be a long, slow, leisurely lovemaking session. And as for my energy level…” He sat up straighter. “I feel healthier now than I have in days. I really do feel better with Becca nearby.”

  “I’m glad you’re feeling better.” Becca felt a surge of hope. Maybe they could bring Far back this way. She knew it sounded strange to think you could screw your way to better health but she’d seen so many weird things lately nothing surprised her anymore. And she had to believe there was at least a chance to save the light twin. To let herself think otherwise was terrible.

  “So how do you wish to do this?” Truth asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

  “Well I guess we should—wait!” Becca bit her lip. “Crap. I just thought of something.”

  “What is it, Becca?” Far asked.

  “Well, if we’re going to do this, all together I mean, then I’m going to need a little, um, help.” She cleared her throat. “And it’s been a long time since I had the bonding fruit juice back when we thought we were in the Mindscape.”

  “No problem. Truth?” Far motioned to his brother who disappeared for a moment and came back holding a familiar blue bottle with a flower shaped stopper.

  “Here it is,” he said, thrusting it at Becca. “I wanted to throw it away but Far insisted we keep it.”

  “And it looks like my optimism paid off.” Far smiled at her. “Would you like a glass?”

  “No, I can drink it from the bottle. It’s not like anyone else is having any.” Becca removed the stopper and the familiar sweet aroma of bonding fruit wafted out. Damn, it really did smell amazing—it was no wonder that Kat had told her she’d overdosed on it the first time she encountered it.

  The bottle was still over halfway full and Becca looked at it doubtfully, wondering how much to drink. She took a dainty sip and let the delicious juice which had notes of fresh peaches and buttered popcorn, among other things, swirl across her tongue.

  “Will that be enough?” Far asked doubtfully. “Don’t forget, Becca, when our shafts are fused together the diameter will be quite large.”

  Remembering how long and thick both of her men were, Becca nodded.

  “You’re right. Better to be prepared.” Lifting the bottle again, she took a much larger swallow and then another for good measure.

  “Be careful!” Far protested. “I didn't mean for you to drink that much. The juice is pretty potent, isn’t it?”

  “That’s what Kat said.” Becca nodded and took another swig as the familiar warm tingling swept through her body.

  “Enough!” Truth snatched the bottle from her hands. “What are you trying to do to yourself, Rebecca? Drink enough to make you not care who you’re bonding with?”

  “Maybe I just want to drink enough so I don’t care that I’m bonding with a man who hates me,” she shot back.

  “I do not hate you,” Truth said stiffly, putting the stopper back in the bottle and placing it on the nightstand. “I just…don’t understand you.”

  “I do,” Far said softly. “I think what Becca is trying to show us is that she’s committed to this act. The amount of bonding fruit juice she just drank ensures that there’s no backing out. She will need us to bond her and breed her as one in order to overcome the effects.”

  Becca felt her whole body flushing with a combination of embarrassment and desire. Why could Far always read her so easily?

  “You’re right,” she said. “Right as always, Far. How do you know me so well?”

  A little smile played at the corners of his mouth. “The two of you mocked me for doing research on your backgrounds and customs but sometimes it pays to be studious.”

  Becca smiled back and took a deep breath.

  “All right, so…I guess we should be getting out of our clothes?”

  “I assume so.” Truth nodded and they both began to undress.

  “Wait…” Far stopped them with a raised hand.

  “What?” Becca asked. “You don’t uh, want us naked?”

  “Of course I want you naked, mi’now,” he murmured. “But I want to be the one to make you that way. Or rather, Truth and I both. Will you allow us to undress you?”

  “I…suppose,” Becca stopped tugging at her blouse—which happened to be a red silk one with tiny pearl buttons down the center, and sat back on the bed. “Well…go ahead,” she murmured, turning to the light twin.

  But Far shook his head. “Go to Truth first. Let me watch him touch you while I gather my strength.”

  Becca turned hesitantly towards the dark twin and saw the same uncertainty on his face that she felt on hers. Though they had agreed to do this, she and Truth still weren’t exactly on happy terms. She could feel his lingering anger through their bond and she knew he hadn’t forgiven her for leaving just when things had gotten hard with Far.

  She wished that she could explain the weird vision she’d had that had driven her away from them, but she was afraid it would sound like she was lying—just making something up as an excuse. Worse, she might sound crazy. And she didn’t want her men thinking that of her, so she kept her reasons for leaving to herself.

  “Becca?” Far asked and she realized that she and Truth were just staring at each other, doing nothing.

  “I…don’t know about this,” she said. “No matter what he says, Truth is still upset with me—I can feel it.”

  “I can feel it too,” Far said quietly. “And you’re upset as well, Becca. There needs to be healing between the two of you before anything else can happen.”

  “And how do you expect to achieve this healing?” Truth snarled.

  “Slowly and patiently. Just do as I say,” Far directed.

  The dark twin looked like he wanted to protest but in the end he nodded.

  “All right. We will be guided by you.”

  “Becca?” Far looked at her questioningly.

  “Yes.” She nodded. “I will too.”

  “Good. Then go over to Truth.”

  Truth was standing by the side of the bed now, wearing his black flight trousers and his emerald green Kindred uniform shirt, half unbuttoned. Becca knee-walked over to him and came to a stop at the edge of the mattress, looking up at him. She could see emotions rolling through his pale gray eyes like storm clouds—anger, hurt, uncertainty…would he ever be able to forgive her?