His head tilts downward at that, his nostrils flaring for a moment as he drinks me in—fully.

Kaleb crawls closer to me and runs his hand along the side of my face, pausing to twirl a strand of my hair between his fingers as he kisses me.

“Lydia did say that she needed some comforting,” he says as he turns his head over his shoulder to look at Rory and Marlowe. When he looks back at me, his eyes are fiercely glowing.

As are both of theirs.

I know, in this moment, that this is a day that will stay with me forever.

Kaleb kisses me and I taste his tongue with heightened senses. I feel his arms wrap behind my back and I feel my knees softly bend as he lowers me onto the plush, mossy ground. I can sense Rory and Marlowe coming onto the ground next to me too, even with my eyes closed.

I can almost seem to feel the burning of their eyes that is fueled by a primal passion to have me. When Kaleb pulls his mouth from mine, I open my eyes and see all three of them around me. All three sets of scorching, golden eyes and muscular bodies, and all three men that I love.

It is a luscious feeling to have three sets of hands all gently pulling the clothes off my body, over my head and down my legs. I pull Kaleb’s shirt up and over his shoulders and watch as Rory and Marlowe remove theirs as well. I can see the bulging desire they each have as I undo first Kaleb’s pants and then the others’.

As I lay on my back beneath the glistening sky and surrounded by the scent of the wildflowers and trees, and the sound of the crashing waterfall; I am usurped with sensation and longing for each of them.

Kaleb crawls over the top of my body and rests his swollen self against my thighs. He keeps his weight on his elbows and his chest muscles flex as he leans down to kiss me. I urge my body against his and part my thighs to let him know that I am ready.

I am ready for him, for all of them, in every way that I can be joined with them and be closer to them.

I reach my hands out to either side of me as I feel Rory kiss the top of my shoulder and Marlowe kiss the side of my chest. I feel their engorged and throbbing desire in my hands. They are ready too; we are all ready.

“Do you feel it now?” Kaleb whispers against my mouth. “The touch; the overwhelming sensation of your bonded mates?”

I try to tell him yes, but only a small moan of pleasure comes out of my mouth.

“I want to make love to you now,” Kaleb says as he brushes his lips against my cheek and presses himself harder between my thighs, pausing just before the breaking point and holding himself there. “We all want to make love to you now and this time we won’t stop, if that’s what you want.”

“I want to make love to my mates,” I say as I lean my face toward his mouth to kiss him again. “I don’t want any of you to stop.”

At my words, Kaleb, with one swift and powerful movement, pushes into me and all at once every feeling that I have ever had disappears and gives way to the feeling of pure and consuming ecstasy.

11

Sabrina

They say that there’s a glow that a woman has after she makes love.

If that’s true, then I must be radiating as brilliantly as the sun after making love to Kaleb, Marlowe, and Rory. There are no words to describe how complete and connected to them I feel now.

I thought the bond was sealed before, at the wedding ceremony.

But that was just the beginning.

I have no sense of how much time has passed, only a sense of utopian bliss as I lay in the grass surrounded by my three devoted lovers. I want to do this every day and night for the rest of my life. I want to lay in their arms with our limbs all tangled together like we are now, after having pushed our bodies past satiation with hours of love-making beneath the trees.

And now we can.

There’s nothing left to pull us apart now.

As we give our bodies a few moments of rest and replenishment, I am once again overcome by my feelings for them.

“I want more,” I say, pulling each of them closer into me and feeling as if we will all never be able to get close enough.

Rory laughs.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “There’ll never be a time when we aren’t ready to have you. You will have much, much more. But now, since it is almost dusk, and since tomorrow is your turning; we really should get back.”

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