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“Just touching and kissing?” She rubbed her arms, covering her breasts in the process. “Nothing goes inside me?”

“Not even if you beg us.” Tov’s ice-blue gaze bore into hers. “This is about giving you pleasure. Why would you object to that?”

Because she was naked and they were fully dressed, or because they just met, or they wanted to control her for the rest of her life. They were all valid reasons to refuse.

“Make your choice,” Skolat urged. “This has gone on long enough.”

Merrik squeezed her knees, drawing her gaze back to his handsome face. “Don’t make this more complicated than it needs to be. Let your body respond to one team and then the other. It will soon be obvious to all of us which team you are meant to join.”

She nervously licked her lips, resisting the urge to wrap her legs around Merrik’s hips and pull him in close against her body. “Which team goes first?”

“We do,” Skolat insisted. “We are team two.”

“She has not agreed yet,” Tov pointed out. “Cara, you must say the words. Do we have permission to arouse you with our hands and mouths?”

She looked at Merrik and then Skolat. They both made her pulse race, but for very different reasons. Merrik made her horny. Skolat made her uncomfortable. She wasn’t afraid of him or repulsed by him, but wasn’t sure she wanted to make out with him either.

Apparently sensing the building tension, Idrix did what sources did best. He sauntered over to the table and ran his hand down her back. “Just say yes and we will do the rest. You are safe in our arms. No one in this room will harm you. You have my word.”

Anything would be better than having a doctor probe and prod. She looked into Idrix’s eyes and whispered, “Yes. I give you permission to touch me.”

“Finally.” He grinned and slid her over until she was directly in front of him. “I have wanted to kiss you since you walked into this room.”

His mouth covered hers and his tongue was in Cara’s mouth before she could tilt her head for him. He palmed her breast and teased her nipple with his thumb. It wasn’t the worst kiss she’d ever been given, but it sure as hell wasn’t the best. There was no finesse, no real emotion behind the exchange, at least not on her part.

Someone grabbed the back of her hair and turned her head sharply to the side. “Kiss me, girl. Offer me that soft wet mouth.”

Skolat’s order sounded so much like Ephrod that Cara shuddered. She licked her lips and reluctantly parted them. His mouth crushed hers and his tongue thrust deeply for a moment, then he caught her bottom lip between his teeth and bit hard enough to make her cry out.

“Lay her down,” Skolat ordered and Idrix immediately obeyed. “Play with her breasts. I’ll make her come whether she wants to or not.”

He sounded annoyed, but she wasn’t sure how to pacify him. She understood his frustration. She had given them permission to do this, but nothing about it was turning her on.

She was on her back again, but at least she wasn’t strapped down this time. Idrix squeezed her breasts and roughly sucked on her nipples. Skolat dragged her hips to the edge of the bench and draped her legs over his shoulders.

“If you continue to resist this, I’ll spank you even harder than Tov did,” Skolat warned. “In case you are wondering, discipline is now allowed. Defiance became punishable when you gave us permission to arouse you.”

Oh, shit.

Skolat lowered his mouth to her pussy and Cara closed her eyes. He went right to work on her clit, licking, flicking, and sucking until her hips bucked and her core fluttered. Her need had been simmering all night, stirred by the unfamiliar situation and the provoking nature of being this vulnerable.

The tension built. She wiggled and moaned. “Oh, God,” she cried, shocked at how easily her body gave in. “I’m coming!” No one was more surprised than she was. And then she arched helplessly, bottom clenched tight as an orgasm burst inside her. Pleasure pulsed through her, fisting her hands and curling her toes.

Skolat prolonged the spasms with a swirl of his tongue then took his mouth lower and briefly explored her slick opening. Finally, he straightened and allowed her legs to slide down his arms. His gaze narrowed as he licked his lips. “I thought her taste would be sweeter. I don’t think we’re compatible.”

“Really?” Idrix took Skolat’s place between her legs and bent to lick her pussy. He also paused to analyze her taste. “I agree.” Stepping back, he looked at Tov. “We are not compatible with the female, but I am very curious to know if you are. May we stay as your team evaluates her?”

Cara sucked in a breath and sat up, drawing her knees toward her chest. She wrapped her arms around her legs and watched team three closely.Please, say no. She would much rather make out with Tov and Merrik without an audience. She was so tired of being on display.

“We welcome the witness.” Tov’s gaze shifted to Cara as he went on, “I suspect that her parents are going to fight our claim, so the more support we can muster, the better.”

* * *

Possessive desire surged through Tov as he approached the raised bench on which Cara sat. This was the sixth time in the last two years that his team had tried to claim a mate. Each time Merrik’s unique physiology had kept the female from responding to them. Merrik was so upset the last time it happened that he tried hard to convince Tov to find another source. That wasn’t an option, of course. Tov had dreamed about their mate more than once. He knew she was out there.

Cara was clearly attracted to them. She had first been drawn to Merrik, which wasn’t surprising. Females were always attracted to Merrik. But she had seemed equally receptive to Tov, even after he’d spanked her. That fact had given him hope.

Merrik reached the bench first but respectfully waited for Tov. Not only was Tov his commanding officer, but it was vital that Cara accept his authority. The power triad would not function correctly unless Tov was in control.

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