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“I’m sorry,” she finally surrendered, needing release more than she needed her pride. She was vanquished, completely overpowered. There was no reason left to fight. “Please, Sir, let me come.”

Neloff moved in close beside her and eased his hand between her spread thighs. His fingers parted her folds and he groaned. “You aresowet. Clearly our naughty mate likes having her ass fucked by her controller.” He teased her pussy and lightly rubbed her clit. Then he pushed his fingers into her needy core. “Next time I’ll be in here, fucking your sweet pussy while Kyrex fucks your ass.” To give her a taste of what that would be like, he slid his fingers in and out, matching Kyrex’s shallow thrusts.

She rocked her hips, lifting her ass for each of Kyrex’s thrusts then tilting her pelvis for Neloff’s fingers. The flutters had just begun when Neloff settled his touch over her clit. An orgasm tore through Eden. She reared up off the table and screamed as painful pleasure gripped her trembling body. Kyrex fucked her bottom with long, demanding strokes. The slide of his body in and out of hers prolonged her orgasm. Spasm after dizzying spasm gripped her inner muscles and pulses of sensation blurred reality.

Everything went black for a moment, then she floated in tranquil oblivion. The warm pulses of Kyrex’s release drew Eden back into her body. Neloff continued to rub her clit and mini-orgasms echoed through her system. She shivered and groaned. Content yet confused. This was clearly what her body had wanted, but why? What did it mean?

Kyrex gently separated their bodies and Eden cringed as his warm seed drizzled out of her bottom and ran down the inside of her thigh.

“This brings us one step closer to claiming you,” Neloff told her as he stroked the side of her face. “That’s what your body really wants, to join completely with its mates.”

And that couldn’t happen until she became accustomed to anal sex. She shivered, understanding the progression, yet sensing that it wasn’t over.

Kyrex grabbed an unused napkin and wiped away his seed, then he lowered her skirt and untied her wrists, helping her up off the table. “He’s right. The impulses will continue, and likely intensify, until you allow us to claim you.”

She nodded then leaned her hip against the table, careful to avoid contact with her tender bottom. “I can’t imagine forming a triad with anyone but you guys, but I’m not sure I want to be part of a power triad.”

“You’re a conduit, sweetheart,” Neloff said with a patient smile. “You were genetically engineered for that one purpose. You can choose who you bond with, but bonding is not really a choice. It’s a biological imperative.”

“If a conduit does not bond, she will go insane,” Kyrex stressed, his features locked in a stern expression.

Eden crossed her arms and shook her head. “There has to be a way to avoid that outcome. A suppressant or medical treatment.”

“The suppressants were given to prepubescent girls who had no contact with sources or controllers,” Kyrex told her. “Once a conduit comes in contact with an empowered male, suppressants are no longer an option.”

“If you were still on Earth but free of the founders, what would you be doing with your life?” A hint of challenge rippled through Neloff’s voice and his expression was less harsh than Kyrex’s.

Eden considered what they were saying then admitted, “I don’t know what I’d be doing. I’ve never been allowed to make my own choices.”

Kyrex looked at Neloff. It was obvious they were communicating telepathically. The person who was ‘talking’ would become more animated, their features more expressive. After several exchanges, they both nodded and the tension eased from Kyrex’s face.

“We understand why you’re hesitating now,” Kyrex assured her. “We will stop pressuring you.”

Alarm jolted through her and she took a step toward him. “Are you ending our courtship?”

Kyrex chuckled as he pulled her into his arms. “You can’t get rid of us that easily,epowki. Our courtship will continue until you’re ready to be claimed. We’re offering you more time to make that decision. Standard courtships last one month. If you’re still unsure after the first month has elapsed, we are more than willing to renew the verbal contract.”

A lingering kiss followed, easing the rest of her fear.

Neloff turned her around and kissed her too. “We will do everything in our power to win you as mate, but we want you to be certain when we claim you.”

“I appreciate your patience. My entire world has been redefined.”

He kissed her on the forehead then took a step back. “Now that you have full access to your mystic energy, we need to find you the perfect mentor. Functioning as a triad is easier if all three participants know how to control their abilities.”

“I thought controlling the triad was Kyrex’s job,” she responded with a playful smile.

“The primary thing controllers control is conduits.” His silken tone was part warning, part threat. “Right now, a skilled mentor is what you need.”

Weren’t the best mentors for conduits found at the Citadel? She was almost afraid to point out the obvious. A similar comment had started their argument and resulted with her bent over the dining room table. “Does that mean we’re returning to the Citadel?” She eased out of his arms and pivoted so she could see both males.

“There are trainers on Pyron and Houkdi too,” Kyrex told her. “Zevon likes to pretend that the Citadel is the only qualified training facility, but it’s simply not true.”

“They do specialize in training conduits,” Neloff challenged, the corners of his mouth quirking.

Kyrex glared at his cousin then looked at Eden. “Who were you working with before our little adventure?”

“There were a group of them, but the leader was Provost Nadis.”

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