Page 37 of Bite for Sore Eyes

"Are you okay? I can stop," he breathed against her ear.

"No," she moaned, her hands gripping Torren's shoulders. "Don't stop."

Torren's eyes met his over Lana's shoulder, dark with desire and mutual understanding. This was a balancing act of complete trust, a physical manifestation of everything they were building together.

Rath pushed deeper, feeling her body finally give way and accept him fully. The sensation was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. Tight heat surrounded his cock while he felt Torren moving within her from the front, their rhythms gradually synchronizing. Lana's pleasure spiked sharply, flooding their connection until Rath could barely distinguish his own sensations from hers.

"This feels so good," she breathed, her voice ragged with ecstasy.

Rath watched as Torren's control began to shatter, his thrusts becoming less measured and more urgent. Rath's own rhythm naturally matched the increasing pace, his hips driving forward as he held her hips firmly and Torren's hands gripped her waist tighter, their movements becoming a primal dance of shared possession. Lana's moans grew louder, her body trembling between them, and Rath could feel her orgasm building, a gathering storm of sensation that threatened to sweep them all away.

He bent his head to her ear again, his voice a low command. "Come for us, Lana. Let go."

That was the key. Her control finally shattered, her orgasm ripping through her body with violent intensity, and her cry echoed off the waterfall rocks. Her inner muscles clenched around both of them, the dual pressure triggering Torren's release first.

Torren's groan joined Lana's cries as his orgasm tore through him, his body shuddering against hers. The sensation of Torren spilling inside her pushed Rath over the edge. His final thrust drove deep as his own orgasm exploded outward, and he spilled himself in her as his body convulsed with pleasure.

Lana went limp, burying her face in Torren's neck as the aftershocks trembled through all of them, and Rath buried his face against her back. They stayed connected for long moments, the three of them riding out the final waves of ecstasy together while the waterfall's mist cooled their heated skin.

Rath had never imagined being part of a triad. The very concept would have seemed impossible just days ago. But now, with Torren's forehead resting against Lana's shoulder and her hands reaching back to touch Rath's sides, it felt like something he'd been building toward his entire life.

Now that they'd crossed this threshold, he hoped she would soon choose to complete their triad mate bond. Then, whatever time fate granted them, they would face it as they were always meant to—together.

FIFTEEN

LANA

The morning sunlight pouring across the back terrace felt like liquid gold against Lana's skin as she sat between Rath and Torren at their breakfast table. The twin suns painted everything in warm amber hues—the sprawling gardens beyond the stone balustrade, the purple trees swaying in the breeze, and the distant pink ocean that sparkled like scattered jewels against the horizon.

She couldn't stop the smile that curved her lips as she reached for another piece of the sweet fruit Torren had piled on her plate. Every sensation felt heightened this morning—the crisp mountain air filling her lungs, the soft fabric of her blouse against her skin, and the solid warmth of both men flanking her sides. After yesterday's exploration in the forest, running through the woods alongside their magnificent bear forms and then riding on their backs like something out of a fantasy, followed by that incredible intimate encounter at the waterfall, she felt more alive than ever.

The thought should have been sobering, a reminder of her terminal prognosis and the ticking clock that shadowed every moment. Instead, it filled her with fierce determination to embrace every second of this extraordinary life she'd stumbled into.

"You look impossibly happy today," Torren observed, his blue eyes crinkling with affection as he studied her face. His dark brown hair was still slightly mussed from sleep, and she had to resist the urge to reach over and smooth it down.

"I feel impossibly happy," she admitted, her voice carrying a lightness that surprised even her.

She set down her cup and looked between both men, taking in Rath's striking green eyes and the way the morning light caught the angles of his ruggedly handsome face, then shifting to Torren's more relaxed posture and the quiet strength that radiated from his broad shoulders. These two Alpha bears were really hers. The concept still seemed impossible, but the recognition humming beneath her skin confirmed what her heart already knew.

"I've decided that I'm never leaving this place."

The declaration hung in the air between them, bold and final. Rath's entire body went still, his coffee cup halfway to his lips, while Torren's fork paused above his plate. Both men stared at her with expressions that shifted rapidly from surprise to something that looked dangerously close to hope.

"Are you sure?" Rath's voice was carefully controlled, but she could see the intensity burning in his green eyes. "There's no pressure for you to stay. We would never⁠—"

"I'm very sure." She reached for both their hands simultaneously, her fingers intertwining with theirs. "I want to spend the rest of my days here with you two, making every day the best day of my life."

The smiles that spread across both their faces could have powered the entire castle. Rath's usual stoic composure cracked completely, revealing the man beneath the Alpha mask—vulnerable and desperate to believe in the happiness she was offering. Torren's expression was pure joy, the kind of unguarded emotion that made her chest ache.

This is what it feels like to be cherished, she realized.

The warmth spreading through her chest threatened to overwhelm her completely. She had spent two years shrinking her world, pushing people away, convincing herself that loving her meant signing up for inevitable heartbreak. But sitting here between these two extraordinary men who looked at her like she was their entire universe, she finally understood what she'd been denying herself.

The sharp buzz of Rath's communicator shattered the perfect moment like glass hitting stone.

"It's Kelly," Rath said softly.

Her heart immediately plummeted toward her stomach as Rath glanced at the device's display. The euphoric bubble of happiness that had surrounded them burst, replaced by the familiar dread that accompanied anything medical-related.