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  “Yes,” Becca moaned and she knew that was exactly what she needed—what they all needed to make this bond complete. Until they fucked her and came in her as one, the three of them would never be totally together. And what she wanted more than anything else was to be with her men always—to bind them to her so tightly she would never have to let them go.

  “Gods, mi’now, you’re so beautiful,” Far breathed, looking into her eyes. “Almost all the way in you now. Can you feel us reaching the end of your channel?”

  “Yes,” Becca gasped. “Yes, I…oh, please yes—put it in me all the way. Put it in me deep.”

  “That’s exactly what we’re going to do, sweetheart,” Truth growled in her ear. “Put it in you deep and fuck you. Gods, I didn’t think your pussy could get any tighter but this…Seven Hells, it’s amazing.”

  “Bonding sex is as intense as I was told,” Far agreed as they at last sank to the hilt inside her. “Gods, do you feel that, Becca? Feel Truth and I filling you up?”

  “Yes…” Becca reached out to cup his cheek and looked into his eyes. “Yes and I…I’ve never felt anything more right in my life. Please, Far…Truth…take me. The two of you, please.”

  “Of course we will, mi’now,” Far promised. “It will be our pleasure to fill you until you come for us.”

  “But slowly,” Truth added, stroking her hip. “I don’t want to rush this. I want to feel every bit of our lady’s pussy caressing us as we fuck her. And I want to do this…”

  His hand slid up from her hip to tug gently at her nipples. Becca moaned as he twisted her tight little buds, sending showers of sparks straight down to where she was impaled by her men, making her want them even more.

  The thick shaft between her legs shifted inside her, making a long, slow slide to come almost all the way out of her pussy before plunging in deeply again. At the same time, someone’s fingers were circling her clit and someone else was teasing her nipples.

  Becca lost track of who was doing what—the thick shaft sliding in and out of her seemed to leave no room for anything but pleasure. She moaned softly as the two big male bodies worked on either side of her, moving together to bring her to the brink and push her over.

  It seemed to go on forever and she couldn’t help remembering what Far had said about bonding sex being a long, leisurely love making session. She was glad they were drawing it out, making it last, but at the same time, she could feel her pleasure building again and she knew that this time when she came, it would be much more intense.

  “Please,” she whispered finally as the pleasure began to grow almost greater than she could bear. “Please, I’m…I’m getting close.”

  “We are too.” Far looked at little sad, she thought. “I had wished for the three of us to remain joined a little longer but the pleasure of being inside you is becoming too much.”

  “It is,” Truth agreed hoarsely. “Gods, the feeling of being within you as my brother is too…the pleasure is enormous. Almost unbearable.”

  “Which is why we need to come and fill our lady with our seed,” Far murmured. “

  “Yes,” Becca whispered, stroking his face. “Yes, I…I want you to. Fill me up…bond me to you—both of you.”

  “Very well.” As if by mutual consent, the two of them began to move more quickly inside her. Soon the thick, driving thrusts of their merged shafts pushed everything else out of Becca’s mind. She only knew that she needed to come and that she needed to feel them come inside her too at the same time.

  “Rebecca,” Truth groaned in her ear and at the same time Far cried,

  “Mi’now!”

  Becca cried both their names as she came again. At the same time, she felt them thrust deep to touch bottom inside her and their hot cum spurting hard against the end of her channel. God, how much she loved them both—and how much she needed this. They all needed it, to tie them together. To make sure they were never separated again…

  “Never separated again. I like that. I wish it could be true.”

  Chapter Forty-five

  Becca’s eyes, which had squeezed closed in pleasure, flew open when she realized she’d heard the light twin’s voice inside her head.

  “That’s right,” Far assured her without even opening his mouth. “We can speak to each other mind-to-mind now—it’s part of the bond.”

  “We can?” Becca thought at him. “But can Truth—?”

  “Apparently I can,” the dark twin answered inside her head. “I like this…I didn’t think I would when Far first explained it to me but I do. It feels…”

  “So much more intimate communicating like this,” Becca finished for him. “I know.”

  She closed her eyes again, reveling in the newfound closeness with her men. Why had she ever feared this? Being bonded was wonderful—an intimacy so intense she would have thought it would be uncomfortable. Instead, it was the opposite—comforting and sweet. She could feel Truth’s feelings for her—his intense passion and desire and love and she could feel Far’s caring and devotion and…

  And why were the emotions she felt from the light twin fading?

  “Far?” Becca sent anxiously through their new bond. When he didn’t respond she opened her eyes to look at him. He was lying opposite her with his head on the pillow and his eyes closed. The bruised looking shadows under his eyes were darker than ever and his breathing was light and shallow.

  “Far?” she said aloud, touching his broad shoulder. “Wake up, baby—are you all right?”

  “Brother?” Truth asked, looking over her shoulder. “Are you well?”

  “Fine. I’m fine.” The light twin tried to smile as his eyes fluttered open but Becca could see sadness in their midnight depths and sense it through their new, permanent bond.

  “Maybe not so permanent,” Far whispered and she realized he had heard her thought.

  “What are you talking about?” Becca demanded. “Of course it’s permanent! Truth and I love you—we’re not going to let you go.”

  “You may not…have a choice,” Far whispered hoarsely. He looked at Truth. “Disengage with me, Brother. I need to sit up.”

  “As you wish.” Truth sounded worried but he did as his brother asked, sliding from Becca’s body so that they could disengage from their merger.

  The moment they left her, Becca felt a sense of loss. She felt empty inside, abandoned even though the three of them were still in bed together.

  “Don’t feel that way, Becca,” Far murmured, reaching out to stroke her cheek. “Truth and I are still here.”

  “And we still love you,” Truth rumbled from behind her.

  As one, the brothers drew closer, surrounding her with their big bodies, embracing each other with her in the middle until, cradled in the cocoon of their muscular arms, she felt safe and protected and loved.

  But even in the middle of the warm, loving feelings, Becca was still worried.

  Why does Far still look so tired…so sick? His skin is still almost gray and his eyes…His eyes looked weary beyond belief. As though he barely had the energy to move and speak. As thought he was forcing himself to go on for her and Truth.

  “Becca…” Far murmured, pulling out of their embrace at last. “You know why I look so tired…so sick. Why my skin is gray.” He looked over her shoulder. “Tell her, Brother.”

  “It is exis—the last stage of dr’gin poisoning,” Truth said softly.

  “What? Well…what does that mean? What can we do?” Becca demanded.

  “It means death, mi’now,” Far said. “And there’s nothing else you can do—nothing any of us can do.”

  “But…but you can’t be dying.” Becca’s eyes stung and her throat was suddenly tight. “You can’t. We’re bonded now! Truth and I can save you—we can help you live!”

  “I had hoped it might be possible,” Far admitted. “But as you see…” He gestured at himself. “I am no less sick than I was. I think it’s time to face facts, Becca—I am dying.”

  “No—no!�