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Emotions and sensations inundated her mind, scalding desire and tenderness. She knew she was sensing her mates for the first time, but she couldn’t untangle the signals. Their emotions meshed with hers, triggering a spontaneous orgasm. She cried out in frustration and bliss. Even her pleasure was no longer under her control. Her pussy clenched rhythmically, tightening her back passage around Tov’s surging cock. Tingling heat raced along her nerve endings and bursts of pleasure detonated all over her body.

Tov pumped harder, his need to come blazing across their link. He grasped her hips tightly, his movements growing frantic. Finally, he thrust hard and came with a strangled cry. Each hot spurt of his seed sent a fresh spark of pleasure zinging through Cara. She closed her eyes and let the sensations take her. Tov wrapped his arms around her, his cock still twitching inside her. They floated together, utterly spent, yet replete.

“You are amazing, mate.” Tov kissed the nape of her neck a few moments later then carefully disentangled their bodies.

Overwhelmed and high on endorphins, Cara just lay there limply while they wiped away their combined juices and smeared a cool cream over her sore bottom hole. Merrick scooped her up while Tov pulled down the bedding, and then Merrik placed her on the bed.

“Rest for a while,” Merrik told her. “We will return with food.”

She nodded and curled up on her side. A lump of emotion clogged her throat so she didn’t attempt to speak. She held her composure until the door closed behind them and then she burst into tears. They had shredded the last vestiges of her humanity. Being told she was Altorian was one thing. Feeling it for herself made it impossible to deny. Now she understood the change in Flora. Her cousin’s power must have been unleashed on the spaceship that first day. She accepted everything so easily because lying to herself was pointless.

Cara indulged in cathartic sobs for a few minutes, but the emotions quickly blew themselves out. There was no escaping this new reality, no going back to her human existence. She wanted to be strong, to broker her new power into the best possible position for herself. The thought seemed nearly as futile as denying who and what she was. First and foremost, she needed to learn how to control the power Merrik and Tov had just unleashed. Until she understood what it meant to be a conduit, all the speculation in the world was a waste of time.

* * *

The next three days passed in a haze of lust and frustration for Cara. Half the time Merrik and Tov treated her like a new girlfriend they were trying to impress, and the other half like a sex slave. They were attentive and accommodating one minute, and the next they ordered her to bend over a table or get on her knees and open her mouth. It was confusing, yet oddly arousing to know that they could demand access to any of her openings at any time.

Tov found reasons to discipline her at least twice a day. Usually it was just a hand spanking, but her temper had earned her a thrashing with a strap last night. And this morning Tov carefully flogged her breasts while Merrik was buried deep in her ass. Tov’s ruthless skill had her screaming in pleasure as she came hard around Merrik’s cock. With her breasts still hot from the lash, Merrik drew her arms behind her back and bent her forward so she could take Tov into her mouth. Then they fucked her together, filling her full of cum before they all went down to breakfast. They allowed her to dress, but not to shower.

Now she squirmed on the kitchen chair as she forced herself to eat. She felt restless and needy and that made no sense. They had just finished using her body, possessing her with single-minded determination. How could she possibly want more already? Her bottom cheeks slid against each other, slick with Merrik’s seed.Wessin, the Altorian equivalent of coffee, had washed the taste of Tov out of her mouth, but her lips felt swollen from the rough thrust of his cock in and out of her mouth.

“Pull up your skirt and shift your chair so I can see your pussy,” Tov said as he casually munched on an Altorian pastry.

Did he feel as anxious as she, or had he simply noticed her squirming? Setting down the pastry she’d been munching, she did as he asked.

“Open those legs and scoot to the edge of your chair,” Tov directed.

Not understanding her edginess, she gladly obeyed. She slid her hips right to the edge of the chair and then spread her legs wide, offering him an unobstructed view of her sex.

“Touch yourself just long enough to see if you are wet,” Merrik joined in. He scooted his chair next to Tov’s, which gave him the same view.

She didn’t need to touch herself to know she was soaked. She’d been dripping since they fucked her upstairs. Still, Merrik had given her an order, so she reached between her legs and traced her slit. “Yes, I’m very wet.”

“And are you still aching despite being fucked a short time ago?” The gleam in Merrik’s eyes indicated that he knew the answer.

“Yes, Commander. Really badly.” She rolled her hips, rubbing her hands up and down her bare thighs.

“Good.” Tov grinned. “Then it is starting to work.”

Confused by his reaction, she stilled. “What is starting to work?”

“Once a triad bonds, the female is not satisfied unless cum fills all three of her openings.”

Tov’s words brought her eyes open wide. “Each time we have sex, you both will need to fuck me… everywhere?” Despite the alarm in her tone, desire rushed over her in a long, tingling wave. It was easy to imagine being that needy. She was experiencing the urgency right now.

“No,” Tov smiled, but his smoldering gaze swept down her displayed body. “There are creative ways of assuaging the need. Fingers can gather cum from one hole and move it to another.”

“Or you can lick our cocks clean after we fuck your sweet pussy,” Merrik suggested.

She was really glad he added that last detail. There was no way any cock was going near her mouth after it had been in her ass. “Are you saying we are already bonded? Will this keep my parents from selling me to someone else?”

“The link is not anchored, but it is forming,” Tov told her. “That is the first step.”

All this talk of psychic links and fucking was making the urgency worse. She lifted her hips over and over, helplessly fucking the air. “May I please touch myself? I need to come really badly.”

“You don’t need an orgasm. You need our cum.” Tov pushed the dishes to one side of the table then motioned for her to approach.

Cara hurried to his end of the table, needing one of them buried deep and not afraid to admit it. Tov lifted her to the table and urged her over onto her back. Then he tossed up her skirt and stepped between her legs. She grabbed the backs of her knees and spread herself wide, making more room for him between her thighs.

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