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He leaned forward as I played with her clit, rolling it slowly between two fingers as his lips traced the curve of her ear. “Do you want me to fill you up? Fuck you? Let Hunt rub your sensitive little clit until you come all over my hard cock?”

She shuddered, her eyes drifting closed. I didn’t like that. I wanted to watch her come apart, as Tyran had moments ago. I wanted to see the fire in her eyes.

“Open your eyes, mate.” My voice was deep like Tyran’s and had the sharp bite of command.

Her eyelids lifted and I held her gaze as Tyran shifted under her, lifting her up with the slow, hard glide of his cock filling her from behind again and again. “Watch him, mate. Don’t try to hide from us. We know everything. We feel everything you feel. We know what you need and we’ll give it to you. We’ll give you everything.”

“Yes.” She licked her lips and my cock swelled in response. Already, I wanted her again.

“Then come, mate. Come for us.” Tyran stopped holding back, pumping into her like an untamed beast as I worked her clit. She shattered in seconds, screaming her release, but that wasn’t enough for Tyran, his barked command that she come again all the more shocking when she did. I felt it rolling through her, unstopping.

Tyran gave in at last, his release hitting me through the collar like an ion blast as he filled our mate’s pussy with his seed. She had taken both of us, any child we created would truly be ours now as we would have no way of knowing who had sired it. But that was fine with me. I didn’t care. Kristin was ours. She was beautiful. Sensual. Like wildfire in our arms.

Tyran pulled his cock free and she slumped forward, into my embrace. I caught her and cradled her to me as Tyran brought over the long-forgotten blanket. We wrapped her up and once he was sure she was settled, protected and sheltered in my arms, he turned away without a word to don his armor.

Kristin was ours, but I worried as I never had before that Tyran might never truly be hers, that he might be too broken, too dark for even her softness and light to reach.


Tags: Grace Goodwin Interstellar Brides: The Colony Science Fiction