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“We grew up with Zeni. She was younger than us and had a crush on us for years and we never noticed her. Zeni would tag along with us whenever we went out with friends but we never thought of her as anything more. We all dated a lot back then. Zeni would always bother everyone to find out how our dates went. She was our little stalker. We went on a five year mission to explore nearby planets when the fertility issues started to become a problem. When we came back, Zeni was all grown up and she caught our eye.”

I looked down at that comment. The inferiority over how beautiful Zeni was compared to me hitting me all over again.

“Hey,” said Derrial, reaching over to grab my chin. “Stop that. You’re the most gorgeous woman that we’ve ever seen,” he said. I scoffed as I looked into his eyes. But I couldn’t see any sign that he didn’t believe that. They were delusional.

“Keep going,” I said with a sigh.

Corran eyed me before he continued talking. “Zeni wanted all of us and for a time we were fine with that. But pieces of her personality that we hadn’t seen before started to come out. There were strange things that happened to some of our exes and our female colleagues began to be changed to different departments. She was always checking up on us randomly as if she thought she would catch us with another female at any moment. It finally became too much and we all decided this wasn’t going to work for us…” Corran’s voice trailed off.

“And that’s when she told us she was pregnant,” said Thane.

I gasped. They had a child with her?

“Oh don’t worry,” Thane said sarcastically. “That viper was lying. She had fake tests and everything since she knew that we would be doubtful because of the issues going on. She fooled us for months, even going so far as to gain weight so it looked like she was getting a bump. We decided to try and stick it out for the sake of the child, thinking that we would get a paternity test and only the real father would have to be stuck to her. She finally faked one thing too many and Corran began to get suspicious, going to visit the doctor she said she was going to. Imagine our surprise when it turned out that the doctor was in on the plan and had been giving her special pills so that her labs made it look like she was pregnant whenever Corran made her run tests. The doctor was quick to tell us everything when the three of us confronted her. We broke up with Zeni immediately. She’s been on the warpath ever since trying to get us back.”

We were all quiet. That was a lot to take in. I was tempted to tell them about her offering me her ship to leave the planet but I was afraid they would go off the handle after everything they had just told me. I decided to tell them later, when they were calmer.

“Can we please not talk about her anymore,” said Corran in a frustrated voice, pulling me into his lap. “This is supposed to be a date...not to mention your second trial. I think we should start the festivities now.”

“Festivities?” I asked in a breathless voice as Corran’s hands started to stroke farther down my body.

“Yes,” he said, his voice almost a whisper as he picked me up and laid me down on the table. “And festivities usually start with dessert first.”

I looked at Thane and Derrial to see how they were reacting, but they seemed content to let Corran take the lead.

Cupping my jaw, he angled me for his kiss. I was immediately consumed by him. His intoxicating taste seeped into my mouth, his tongue dueling with mine. Sliding my fingers through his hair, I luxuriated in the soft feel of it, painfully aware of the other two’s heated gazes on me.

Corran’s body devoured me. I felt wholly protected in his arms. Cherished. I moaned into his kiss as the sparks of lust fueled through me, scratching my nails along his skin. As if sensing my complete desperation, he pulled back slightly, flashing me a sexy, knowing smile. His eyes glazed over with desire, staring down at my chest, my hardened nipples clearly visible through my dress. His smirk transformed into deep wanting, his eyes turning a darker shade of gold, more like caramel than anything else, his lips parted on a needy breath.

His need for me was thrilling. To see him standing before me, wanting me like this. I lost my breath. Staring up into his face, watching him take in my highlighted form, I quivered in need.

“Corran . . . touch me . . . ” I gasped out.

Gripping the bottom of my dress, he lifted it, surprising me. I tensed, waiting to be touched. “Please,” I begged.

Just as Corran was about to touch me, a speaker came on. “A reminder to the contestant that erotic touching is not allowed in Trial 2. Further action will result in disqualification.”

Corran immediately stopped touching me and bowed his head. “I’m going to die,” he said dramatically. Thane stood up and slapped him on the back.

“Better luck next time, buddy,” he teased, sounding so human at the moment that it made me giggle.

“Laugh now. But when I finally get my hands on you...” said Corran threateningly.

I laughed, excited for the prospect of a pent up Corran being unleashed.

As I sat back down I noticed all three Vepar adjusting themselves. Maybe they would all get a case of “Vepar blue balls,” I think smugly, loving how much they wanted me.

There was a knock on the door and a timid looking Rodolphus popped his head in. “Are you ready for the next course?” he asked.

“Come in,” Corran confirmed, in a very unwelcoming voice.

Corran was a bit sullen and touchy the rest of the night, but it was still the most fun I had experienced with them.

Plate after plate was brought to the table, filled with the most exotic looking food that I had ever seen. I was passed from lap to lap as they all wanted to feed me. I had never thought that I would like that but it was kind of fun to feed each other. It also helped me be brave with some of the more interesting looking items like a plate full of sauteed Danter eyes. It wasn’t one of my favorite dishes.

When we were finally done eating, I was a little worried that I wouldn’t be able to walk out of the restaurant I was so full.

“We need to get you back,” Derrial admitted, regretfully. “We’ve already kept you out hours longer than the others.”


Tags: C.R. Jane The Fallen World Fantasy