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Authors: Marie Harte

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“Give them a moment. It’s okay,” he said gruffly, reading Set’s concern.

Erin agreed. “Yeah. He’s offering something very precious. Please, give him a moment.” She stared at Rafe with longing, and he sighed.

“I said I was thinking about it. You know I’m going to agree eventually. Just let it sink in a while longer, okay?”

She beamed and kissed him. Set had no idea what the hell they were talking about, but when Anin returned with Drekk at her side, she seemed fine.

“Drekk, you are such a kind man. I truly thank you.”

“What the hell are you all talking about?” Nu asked, tense.

“Nothing we need to worry about.” Anin smiled. “Now isn’t it about time to start our bonding ceremony?”

“In private,” Nu and Set said together, aware of past public observances.

“Oh, one of those.” Erin leered at Set and Nu, until Rafe stopped her up with a kiss that turned carnal.

Ryen hid his eyes behind a large hand, but Drekk whispered something in his ear that had him flushing.

“Congrats, guys. We’ll see you later.” Drekk took Ryen’s hand and the two disappeared.

“I thought micro-teleporters were illegal,” Nu muttered.

“Try telling Drekk that,” Rafe said when he came up for air. “We’ll leave you three to your fun, but we’re hanging around until tomorrow. I haven’t been to Ragga in a long time, and Erin’s never been. See you at the morning meal.” He and Erin walked away.

The traditional morning meal as husbands and wife would serve as their first official appearance as mates. Set couldn’t wait, but more, he wanted to cement his bond to his female. Right the fuck now.

“I can’t wait any longer,” Nu panted as he kissed Anin hard. “I’m ready to take her right here.”

“Hell no, you won’t.” Set drew Anin to his side. “You want any of these Raggas feasting on Anin’s beauty? You want them to watch her come, to smell her scent when she’s tight around my cock?”


Your
cock?” Nu whispered harshly. “I don’t think so.”

“Mates? Masters?” Anin’s eyes sparkled. “Could we please argue about it naked, preferably in a bed?”

Set took her arm. He hustled her to his mother and fathers, made the requisite farewells and sat Anin in the small bridal carriage they’d commissioned for this day. Drawn by two large
raks
, it was open-aired with a bench big enough to seat the three of them comfortably.

Nu joined them, and they left for their home some distance away. Until their fathers finished the longhouse, they would spend their time apart. Set actually preferred it that way. He still wanted the privacy he and Nu needed to fully bond with Anin. In fact, he thought his fathers might be deliberately moving slowly to give them more time.

Nu took the reins and drove them while Set studied Anin.

“Are you happy,
meena
?” he asked, sliding his hand through hers.

“More than I can say.” She leaned over to kiss him, and like that, her scent exploded on his tongue. “Mmm. I’ve waited so long.”

“Five days is not ‘so long’,” Nu refuted, then swore when her hand found his lap. “Then again, my mother has never been one to hurry a
feshwa
.”

“I think it’s wonderful that she wanted to make my dress.” Anin squeezed Nu, then turned her attention to Set. “But I’m so hungry.” She licked her lips and fixated on Set’s crotch. “Sir, would you please pull your trousers apart?”

Set wanted to refuse, to save his seed for their joining. But when Anin got that look on her face, he was lost. “Here? Now? What if someone sees?” He couldn’t care less, but he thought others watching might deter her.

“I don’t care.”

“Shit. I’m not going to last if you keep this up, little witch,” Nu breathed when she stroked him again.

“Your turn’s coming. Now Master,” she said to Set. “Pull out that fat, juicy cock for your servant, please.”

Set groaned. He loved it when she talked dirty. He angled up, his shaft full, his balls aching. As she leaned down to take him in her mouth, he remembered just a week ago when she’d done the same to Nu.

“She has one helluva mouth, eh?” Nu grinned, apparently remembering the same.

“Fuck. Anin,
meena
, slow down. Our bonding is so close...” He grunted when she pulled hard with her mouth and let loose an abundance of perfume. “Shit.” He moaned his release and shot hard down her throat.

Anin swallowed him until he could barely breathe.

“Man, you are so easy—” Nu started before she put her hand down his trousers. He automatically spread his thighs, and Set watched her pump him a few times, her scent drenching the air, before Nu swore and stiffened. The wet spot on his trousers told its own story.

“You were saying?”

Nu’s red face and heavy breathing amused him, but not as much as his
meena
sucking her fingers.

Set forced a frown. “Now it’s your turn. I don’t believe we told you we wanted to come.”

She pouted, her full lips making his stomach clench all over again. Damn, the woman gave great head.

“Straddle my lap, standing, and lift your skirt,” Set commanded.

“Good. Give her a few licks for me, too.” Nu glared at her, but Set knew he did it to fire her up. Anin loved Nu’s mean side.

“Now put your fingers inside yourself.” Set loved the way her mouth went slack and her eyes fogged with lust. “Rock over your knuckles. That’s it.” Watching Anin get off made his entire day. “Tell me, sweet. Are you wet? What do you want?”

“I want you inside me,” she moaned. “Both of you. In my cunt, my ass. My mouth. I want to taste you all over again.”

Nu groaned and wiped his forehead.

Set gritted his teeth, aware he was as hard now as he’d been before. Had his little
meena
said ‘cunt’? Fuck, he was never going to last to the house.

“Nu, drive faster.” He propped his hands under her ass to hold her upright. “Anin, wrap those legs around my neck. I want pussy in my face.”

She hurried but wasn’t fast enough. Set slapped her ass and heard his brother groan and adjust his trousers. Anin lifted her dress higher, exposing nude flesh.

When Anin’s pussy neared, he gripped her hard to hold her in place and began to feast. “Now, come.” In seconds, his
meena
came. He swallowed a torrent of cream and shoved his tongue inside her as far as it would go. By Vas’ balls, the woman tasted so damned good.

“My turn when we get home.” Nu sounded strained. “Almost there.”

Set spent the remainder of the trip leisurely consuming his bride. He licked her clit, played with her ass and forced her to reposition herself and bare her breasts so he could suck them until she teetered on another orgasm. Then he let her go, only to amp her up all over again.

When Nu finally pulled into their barn, all three of them were worn ragged.

“All I know is that in about five seconds I’m going to be cramming my cock in some hot pussy,” Nu growled before shoving his tongue down Anin’s throat.

“What a romantic.” Set rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t fault Nu’s enthusiasm. He’d revved his own engines after licking Anin’s sweet cream.

They hurried through the house, downstairs into Nu’s bedroom, which held the majority of the toys they played with. There, he and Nu stripped. Anin they forced to undress last.

“Take it slow,” Nu ordered.

“Tease us. Show us what we own,” Set added, his voice hoarse. They were finally going to claim her. Bond with her now, forever.

Anin pushed the
feshwa
off her shoulders, letting it collect over her breasts. Holding it there plumped her breasts together, and Set wanted nothing more than to suck her nipples, to bite them until she cried out for mercy. His responsive
wife
loved to be taken, and he had no intention of disappointing her, not today of all days.

The gown dropped to her hips. Her creamy skin flashed with pink and gold lights, obvious signs of her arousal, as if her scent wasn’t enough to tell them what she wanted.

“So beautiful,” Nu breathed.

“So ours,” Set added, overwhelmed with feeling.

Anin let the dress fall. She wore nothing underneath, and knowing it only made Set that much harder. Set nudged Nu to move to the bed, and Nu nodded, knowing without words how to take their mate.

“Come here, Anin.” Set waited for her. He’d always wait for her. “Are you ready to give yourself totally to your masters? To love your mates as much as they love you?”

“Yes. I need you both, so much.”

Set kissed her, holding nothing back. Anin trembled against him, her breasts scoring his chest with those aroused tips. His cock rubbed her belly, needing more, needing heat. He broke the kiss and bent her over the bed away from him. “Suck your master’s cock.”

Nu lay on the bed, his body ready, his heart there in his eyes for all to see. Opening her mouth, Anin breathed over Nu’s cock before taking him deep in her mouth.

He groaned, thrusting up, as if unable to help himself. Set well knew the feeling. When Anin seemed to be enjoying herself a bit too much, Set pulled her back.

“Not so fast,
meena
.” He rubbed his fingers in her slit, not surprised to find her dripping wet. Further proof she was meant for them. Her body recognised her lovers. Her clit was hard and growing harder while he played. “Straddle your master. Put him inside you now.”

In the middle of the bed, Anin knelt on either side of Nu’s torso and lowered herself. Nu held his cock, groaning as she sank over him.

“No,” he gasped. “Don’t move that pussy. Lay down. I want a kiss.”

She leaned towards his mouth, stretching along his body and opening up that hole Set had every intention of plundering.

While Nu and Anin kissed, Set moved between his brother’s widespread legs and homed in on his wife’s tight ass. Unable to wait, Set licked her rim.

“Oh,” she moaned before Nu drew her back into his kiss.

Set played with her, licking her asshole before kissing his way up her ass to the small of her back. He pushed a finger into her damp sheath, pleased when she gripped him tightly.

“Pull up,” he commanded, and when she didn’t move fast enough, he gripped her ribs in a hug and separated her from Nu. Pulling her off him, he kept her on her knees. “Stay right there.”

Nu’s cock was wet and thick, and he knew he needed to hurry before his brother lost his wits. Set used Anin’s cream to smooth his way into her ass. Her juices coated his fingers and soon his cock as he painted himself with her desire. Lowering her back over Nu, he pushed her down.

“Now I’m going to finish this.” He covered her over Nu, slowly entering that tight hole. “So fucking hot.” Though it nearly killed him, he pushed with care, heeding her intakes of breath and pleasured groans.

When he was fully seated, he felt Nu tremble below him. He met his brother’s gaze over Anin’s shoulder, could feel the love flowing freely among them all, and knew a moment so perfect he never wanted it to end.

“We love you, Anin,” they said as one. And then they began to move. Having together fucked women in the past, they knew how to provide Anin with pleasure. Her body gave easily, built for them. They increased the pace and the roughness of the taking, knowing how much she liked it.

“Please. I’m so full.” She keened as Set dug inside her, feeling his brother through her thin flesh. He’d heard stories from his fathers, of how mating could tie souls together. But he hadn’t fully understood the concept until this minute. Now, like this, he and Nu were one person. One man loving their woman—the key to their happiness and their future.

As they loved her, Set promised to always put her first, to care for his family before everything else. He knew that in time, he and Nu could help Anin be truly free, a woman no longer afraid to say and do what she wanted. To heal her as she’d healed Nu.

“Oh, yes. I’m going to come,” Nu warned, his voice hoarse. “I can’t wait any longer.” He kissed Anin, their mouths merging with honest passion. “Together.”

Anin bore down on him, urging Set to press harder. Their rhythm caught and held, and then Anin was crying out as Nu roared and Set shouted, his orgasm powerfully strong.

He jetted inside her as he had the first time. A large orgasm, a small pause, and then a fuller, more intense jolting climax. A mating sign all over again, one that he saw capture his brother as well.

“I can’t believe this is real,” Anin said when Set finally disengaged. He hurried to the lav and returned clean, with a towel to help the others. Once he’d seen to Anin and tossed the rag at Nu, he lay beside her, kissing her the way he’d longed to before.

“It’s real. My dream come true. My pleasure, my love.”

“My mate,” Nu added. “I love you,
meena
. Even if you do need discipline all the time.” He winked as Set joined them in the bed. “Set’s too easy on you.” He kissed her shoulder, then her neck. “I’ll make sure you toe the line.”

Anin sighed and wiggled her ass back while offering her breasts to Set. He gave them his wholehearted attention, fascinated with Anin’s softness, her petite frame that so disguised his little warrior within.

“Hmm,” she said sleepily when they continued to caress her. As her lids drifted closed, Set leaned up on an elbow to see Nu do the same.

“We’re truly blessed.”

“Yes,” Nu agreed. He blinked, shocking Set to see tears in his hardened brother’s eyes. “I know now why Lita was wrong for me. And I’m sorry I ignored your warnings, all the times you tried to help me in the years since.”

“It’s okay, Nu.” Set suddenly felt awkward.

“No, it’s not. You’ve always been there for me. You’re my brother, and I love you.” He cleared his throat and wiped a tear from his eye. “And if you ever tell anyone how soft I sounded just now, I’ll kick your fucking ass.”

Set chuckled, relieved to have Nu back again. “I’d like to see you try. Make sure you’re nice or I’ll sic Anin on you. Trust me, she’s not one to mess with.”

Nu’s glare turned into a smile. “I know. But she’d look hot in leather, don’t you think? And she’ll take to a crop, I just know it.” He rubbed her thigh, his gaze curious.

“I have a feeling we’ll have children sooner than she thinks. Because at the rate we’re going to be loving her, she won’t be able to stop us from planting our seed.”

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