Song of Desire

Song of Desire A Different Spin By Marilyn Lee

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Song of Desire By Marilyn Lee

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Prologue

Soft moans, lusty gasps, and cries of encouragement roused him from a deep, dreamless sleep. He came awake to find himself lying on his back under the evening desert sun with his hands and ankles pulled apart, and bound to stakes driven into the desert sands. Straddling his naked body, a tiny, nude blond with small breasts, thrust herself up and down the length of his cock, sobbing with pain each time she sat on him, driving his length deep into her tight, clinging channel. ―Oh!‖ The blonde moaned. ―It hurts. It hurts.‖ Even as she spoke, she lifted her slender hips until only the head of his cock remained within her body. Several voices answered her. ―Thrust down harder…‖ ―Force his entire cock into you!‖ ―Oh. You‘re bleeding! Keep going!‖ He turned his head and saw several naked women gathered around them in the desert, fingering themselves and calling out encouragement. One woman in particular, a tall blonde with dark eyes kept her gaze centered on his cock, as she thrust her fingers between her legs. ―Plunge down,‖

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she ordered, her voice low and breathless. ―Take him inside you…all of him. Ride him. Plunge all the way down...force his weapon up into your body. Yes...and again!‖ He turned his head and looked down his body. He watched his long, thick, cock disappear into the tiny blonde‘s body as she lowered her hips until she sat on him again. ―Oooh!‖ She sobbed and shuddered. ―It hurts…so much.‖ Making soft sounds she lifted her head and began slamming herself down onto him, forcing his entire length deep into her tight body with each lunge. He lay under her, securely bound, feeling nothing as she rutted herself on his cock. How had he come to be here? Where was here? And more importantly, who was he? He had no memory of anything before the cries of the women gathered around woke him. Although uncertain who he was, he suspected that he did not belong in this desert. Nor should these women be using him for their pleasure. He tested the strength of his bounds and found them as unyielding as the pussy of the woman now riding him so gleefully. Her body tightened and convulsed around him, and he felt his cock being drenched with her juices and blood as she came.

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Moaning and gasping, she climbed off his cock and collapsed on the sands. The tall blonde walked over and squatted next to him. She closed her fingers around his cock and brought it to the entrance of her body. ―No,‖ he told her. ―Release me.‖ ―Release you? After I found and nursed you back to health? That is not our way. On Bluhari, the spoils go to the rescuer. You are mine to do with as I will. You look confused—as if you can‘t even remember how devotedly I nursed you. My name is Mila. You and your exquisite body now belong to me.‖ With that, she thrust her hips downwards and forced his cock up into her body. She felt hot and tight, her pussy claiming his cock as if she owned it and him. There was a moment of certainty when he knew, even bound, he possessed the power to force her off him and to release himself. Yet, he lay bound and captive as she rode him, struggling to enjoy what was happening to him. The woman above him moaned. ―By the Goddess, you have a mighty weapon, my handsome, rutter. So thick, hot, and hard...so delicious.‖ As she rode him, she caressed his body with eager hands. She laid her large breasts against his chest. He found himself staring up into her lust filled eyes. Her narrow, pink lips were but a breath away. Her gaze dropped down to his mouth. She licked her lips. He stiffened. ―Don‘t attempt to kiss me.‖

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She paused. ―The urge to taste your lips is unbearable. I must have a kiss or two,‖ she said. ―No!‖ He felt rage knotting in the pit of his stomach. ―Don‘t kiss me!‖ He warned, making his voice low and menacing. His body tensed and he glared up at her, willing her not to touch her mouth to his. She shivered and pressed her lips against his cheek instead of his mouth. Certain she would not attempt to kiss him again, he closed his eyes, and tried to remember who he was as woman after woman mounted and satisfied herself on his cock. When the last woman climbed off him, he looked down. His cock was still erect and he still had not experienced a moment of satisfaction. He frowned. Whoever he was, did he have a different preference? The thought of mating with another male did not stir his passions, yet neither had any of these many women. He suspected he would have much to learn before he found a way out of his sexual servitude.

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Chapter One

There was no denying it: his cock was a thing of beauty. It protruded from his big, well–muscled body like a proud, wild beast…long and thick, with a big dark pink, angry looking head. The sight of it created strange longings in Sierra…longings she had thought beneath her. She glanced up at the face of the man to whom this work of sensual beauty belonged. As was the custom, he wore a slave‘s mask, which covered everything except his dark green eyes. As befitted a rutting slave, he was naked, his big, hard, muscular body exposed so all in the market might see what a fine and impressive cock he possessed. He was as tall and well–muscled as was her best friend Hawk. Sierra doubted Hawk was as well–endowed. Caronae, her servant and friend, looked at her, arching a brow. ―He is an impressive specimen. Yes?‖ Sierra turned her gaze to the masked man beside the first rutter. The second male was tall and slender with pale, blond hair, and a much smaller, almost friendly looking cock. Although intrigued by the bigger man standing so defiantly in front of them, Sierra shook her head. The thought of that long, thick monster forcing its way into

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her virgin body night after night, did not bear contemplating. ―I feel very little sexual desire.‖ ―Yes and that is why we are here. Had you done your duty and taken lovers as custom dictated when you reached your majority five years earlier, we would not need to be here,‖ Caronae reminded her. Sierra cast her gaze skyward. Why did those closest to her refuse to understand her music was the one and only driving passion in her life? Why had the Goddess forsaken her by allowing her to be the eldest daughter of the ruling matriarch? Although she respected her mother and loved her people, she found the obligations her position entailed distasteful. ―Nevertheless, I will not require a rutter with a sword that size to break me. He looks angry and insolent, and his rutting would interfere with my music. If I must, I will take the pale one with the slender dick.‖ ―Are you sure, Lady Sierra?‖ Mila cupped the huge organ in her tiny hand, stroking it almost lovingly. ―He is capable of dispensing considerable pleasure with this beauty.‖ Watching Mila, Sierra felt a tingle between her legs. She moistened her lips, trying to dismiss a sudden mental picture of herself lying on her back with her legs spread wide while this tall, majestic rutter kneeled between her legs, ready to stab his cock deep into her body.

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Realizing Mila still spoke she gave a small shake of her head and turned her attention back to the woman. ―Excuse me?‖ ―This is Thorn. As you can see, he has an immense sexual organ. He can break even the most untried virgins and turn them into seasoned bond mates in a matter of weeks…some time days, greatly increasing their worth. ―He has broken in all three of my daughters in a three week period.‖ She smiled. ―All three are now suitably mated.‖ She paused, a faint flush covering her fair cheeks and Sierra suspected Thorn had also broken in his mistress. ―Look closely at his organ. Or, if I may be frank, his cock. It is not only long and thick, but it remains hard for many hours. And should the need arise, he produces enough seed to stimulate even the most unfertile pussy.‖ Sierra glanced at the rutter‘s balls. They were big and appeared to be heavy with seed…surely more than her pussy could contain. It would seep out of her body and trickle down her leg in an obscene manner. The thought of his white seed oozing down one of her inner, dark thighs sent a strange tingle through her. Had her mother been correct in assuring her that the right male would stir her sensual desires? No. She desired only her music. Dragging her gaze away from the rutter‘s cock, she turned her attention back to the fair, slender blond beside him. ―I‘ll have that one.‖

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―Why?‖ Caronae demanded. ―This one won‘t interfere with my music.‖ Caronae‘s dark eyes narrowed and her nostrils flared slightly. ―The time when you could afford to devote yourself solely to your music has passed, Sierra. You have a duty to our people!‖ Caronae spoke sharply, and turned and nodded at Mila. ―We‘ll take the big, handsome one with the big dick,‖ she said. Sierra sucked in an angry breath. ―Caronae! I insist you follow my orders! I will not have that big brute rutting into my body night after night! Mila, I will take the pale one.‖ Caronae swung around to stare at her. ―I‘m your loyal servant, but don‘t make the mistake of challenging my authority in this matter, Sierra. I have to deliver you to Drakon a seasoned, experienced bond mate. You have behaved so irresponsibly for so long you will now require intensive and frequent rutting to prepare you for bonding. That slender dick will not do the job.‖ ―Even as the slender one was rutting into you, your mind would be on your music. But when Thorn is inside you, you will think only of his large, powerful weapon and what it is doing to your body. There is too much at stake to allow you to choose unwisely.‖ ―Caronae—‖

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―Don‘t interfere again,‖ Caronae warned and turned to Mila. ―We‘ll take the one with the huge dick.‖ The rutter turned his head and looked at Sierra, his dark green gaze narrowed. She realized he didn‘t enjoy his station. The sudden conviction that he didn‘t want to rut into her annoyed her. How dare he not acknowledge the honor Caronae was about to bestow on him? ―He is one of those rutters who will fight,‖ she told Caronae. Her gaze on his tool, Caronae nodded. ―All the better. If he doesn‘t cooperate, we will enjoy breaking him and when we have, he will live for the time when he might spend just a moment rutting into you. We will take his dick and make it yours…whether he enjoys it or not is of little consequence.‖ Caronae‘s lack of concern for the rutter‘s feelings triggered a sense of rebellion in Sierra. No one cared what the rutter wanted or needed, just as no one cared that she had no wish to do her ―duty‖ to her people at the expense of her own happiness. She had not asked to be born into the ruling family of Bluhari anymore than this slave…this rutter had asked for his lot in life. Perhaps they could reach a deal both found agreeable. She had it within her power to provide a measure of protection for him. In return, he could pretend to break her in. If he upheld his end

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of the bargain, she would do her best to free him when she became Drakon‘s bond mate. Mindful of the protocol the present situation required, Sierra rose from her seat and walked over to the rutter. ―I am Sierra Leoned, your mistress.‖ Looking up into his dark green eyes she reached out and grasped his cock. She sucked in a breath as her fingers closed around his thick, hard, warm flesh. A jolt shot up her arm and danced through her body. Moisture pooled between her legs. She looked down. The contrast of his pale flesh encased in her ebony fingers made the muscles in her stomach clench. She had to swallow several times before she found her voice. ―From this moment on, you and your weapon belong to me, rutter.‖ ―I belong to no one. Take your hand off me.‖ His deep, commanding voice sent a new tingle through her, touching something buried deep inside. She released his cock and stepped back. ―You have spirit, rutter. It is unfortunate that it must be broken.‖ ―Lady Sierra, he is not for sale…just for rent,‖ Mila said quickly. ―He is my livelihood. No doubt you have heard of Thorn, the premiere rutter in all Bluhari. In the last year alone, he has broken in bond mates for nearly every one of high consequence. I‘ll rent him to you, but once you are broken, he must be returned. Please don‘t attempt to break his spirit. My clients love that he is so surly and uncooperative.‖

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Sierra, watching the play of emotions in his eyes, determined that Thorn‘s life as a rutter would end with her. No one should be forced to rut if he didn‘t wish to. Bluhari society should be too enlightened to allow such barbaric behavior. There were legions of rutters who enjoyed their work. Why force an unwilling male into such a bondage? Her gaze shifted to his cock again. That was why. By the goddess he was huge. No male so equipped could expect any other outcome on Bluhari. But she had learned to keep her own counsel. She inclined her head. ―It will be as you say, Mila.‖ She turned to look at Caronae. ―You‘ll handle all the details?‖ ―Of course.‖ ―One more thing, Lady Sierra,‖ Mila spoke as Sierra started to turn away. ―Yes?‖ ―Don‘t try to kiss him.‖ Sierra‘s gaze flew to Thorn‘s firm, chiseled mouth. She parted and moistened her own lips. Kissing was not something she enjoyed, but the thought of touching her mouth to his lips intrigued her. ―Why not?‖ ―Although surly, he is not dangerous...unless one attempts to kiss him. He absolutely refuses to be kissed. I must have your word that you won‘t attempt to kiss him.‖

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―Kissing him is not necessary,‖ Caronae said. ―We are interested in his weapon, not his lips.‖ Even as Caronae offered the assurances, Sierra locked her gaze on his mouth. Despite Caronae‘s words, she knew she was going to have to taste his lips before she freed him. ―Then rest assured he will thoroughly break and train Lady Sierra. By the time he is returned to me, she will have acquired a rampant hunger for cock that will in turn revive his Lordship Drakon‘s lust for pussy. In no time at all, their union will be blessed with royal offspring.‖ A picture of Drakon formed in Sierra‘s mind. Tall, blond, blue–eyed, and of slim build, he did nothing to arouse her almost non–existent sexual passions. Nor did she stir his sexual emotions. The thought of leaving Bluhari to live with Drakon in his palace beyond the desert, sent a chill of fear and loathing through her. But as Caronae constantly reminded her, she must do her duty to her people. ―I‘ll leave the arrangements to you, Caronae. I want to return home to work on my latest composition.‖ Caronae‘s eyes narrowed. ―Your song can wait. Return home and get ready for your first encounter with Thorn. When we arrive, I will expect to find you in your chambers, naked and ready for deep penile penetration.‖

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Sierra tossed her head, sending her long hair whipping around her bare, brown shoulders. No matter what her mother or Caronae said, she would not allow this big, surly brute to push his cock into her. Still, as her Matron charged with preparing her for the bonding that would fortify the fragile peace between Sierra‘s people and Drakon‘s, Caronae wielded a level of power in the palace that was second only to Sierra‘s mother, Her Highness Aquee. She inclined her head coolly. ―As you wish.‖ She moved over to her personal transport. The door slid open and she stepped inside, settling back against the dark, lush seat, which quickly contoured to her body. She looked out the window and encountered the gaze of the rutter…Thorn. Ignoring his obvious anger, she centered her attention on his weapon. Her heart thumped as she thought of that huge organ forcing its way into her. He would suck and pull at her nipples while he bruised and tore her flesh until she could barely walk. She pressed her knees close together. ―Take me back to the palace,‖ she told her driver. ―Yes, Lady Sierra.‖ As her transport flew a few feet above the desert sands, she pulled down the back of the seat in front of her and used it as a desk. Emptying her mind of everything but her music, she worked on her latest song on her portal communicator.

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She had been working on this particular composition, called Song of Desire, for several months. Although the opening possessed a fire and passion that made her pussy tingle, she couldn‘t seem to move beyond the middle to the ending. After several long minutes of staring at the words and music playing on her small screen, she gave up and sat back, frustrated. It was difficult to master such a piece when she felt so little sexual desire. Yet, within the year, she must bond and mate with Drakon and hopefully bear him a daughter who would one day rule their combined lands. If the Goddess was kind, she would produce several females in quick succession and then be left in peace to pursue her music. Before that could happen, she would have to be broken in. No self– respecting male of Drakon‘s linage would accept a mate who was not an accomplished lover. Her thoughts turned to Thorn. That afternoon Caronae would expect him to begin rutting into her. Her transport stopped in front of a huge stone building surrounded by a high, beautifully ornamental black scroll gate. The entrance gate slid open and her transport shot inside, coming to a quiet stop in front of the stone steps of the palace.

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―Lady Sierra, Castle Aquee rejoices at your safe return.‖ One of her mother‘s royal guards opened the door of her transport. He lowered his head and bowed as she descended. She smiled. ―Thanks, Trustan. Is my father home?‖ ―Lord Borika is away.‖ She sighed. Oh, well, speaking to her father wouldn‘t change things. Although her father indulged her, her mother headed the family and their small kingdom. Still, when she was hurt or upset, her father was always willing to listen and often incurred Aquee‘s wrath by speaking on Sierra‘s behalf. ―Master Hawk is waiting in your chambers, Lady Sierra.‖ ―Hawk is here?‖ Lifting her long, white skirts, Sierra ran up the steps. The huge oak doors slid open as she approached. She rushed inside, turned right, and hurried down a long corridor with doors on both sides. At the end of the passage, a pale, cream colored door slid inward. She entered her private chambers. The only occupant of the room stood staring at a bondage swing that had not been in the room when Sierra left earlier. One of her dresser tops was littered with lotions, gels, and various spanking implements. Hawk turned to face Sierra, a question in his dark blue eyes. ―My, aren‘t you going to have an adventure tonight?‖

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Sierra frowned, her lips tightening. ―How can you be so amused when my world is falling apart?‖ The small smile playing around Hawk‘s firm lips vanished. ―Oh, don‘t look at me like that. I was just trying to put a positive spin on things.‖ ―There‘s nothing positive about my situation, Hawk!‖ ―You weren‘t impressed with the rutter chosen to break you in?‖ Sierra considered her friend in silence, shaking off a familiar twinge of regret. Hawk was tall with muscles that rippled under his pale skin when he moved. His hair was short, thick, and very dark. He had an enchanting smile and was handsome with a majestic air. Sierra often thought it a trick of fate that she had been born of Aquee instead of Hawk who carried himself with all the grace and charm of one born to rule. More, Hawk possessed an inner fire and sexual passion she could easily imagine igniting an answering heat level in the lucky woman whom he chose as his mate. It was unfortunate for the females of Bluhari that he preferred men as sexual partners. She sighed, pulling off her traveling clothes until she stood in the flesh colored bodysuit she wore when in her private chambers. ―Caronae rented this big brute who will rip into me starting tonight.‖ ―What does he look like?‖

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―He‘s very handsome…at least he has these…strange colored green eyes that sort of look right through you into your soul. He‘s as tall as you are and maybe a little more muscular.‖ ―Muscular, huh? All over?‖ She nodded. ―And his cock?‖ ―By the Goddess, Hawk, it‘s thick and long and seems to go on forever.‖ ―Forever?‖ Hawk arched a brow. ―He sounds delicious.‖ ―Delicious? Oh, Hawk, it‘s going to be awful feeling that weapon tearing into me.‖ ―I wouldn‘t be too sure of that, Sierra.‖ ―Well I am!‖ He shrugged. ―What‘s this rutter‘s name? It wouldn‘t be Thorn by any chance, would it?‖ She nodded. ―Yes. How did you know?‖ ―Because he and his cock are legendary.‖ ―He is?‖ ―Yes. You‘d know that if you‘d cultivate an interest in something besides your music,‖ he teased, smiling.

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Sierra stared at his mouth. Why had she never noticed the sensual curve of his bottom lip? Or the beauty of his eyes? She frowned. What was wrong with her? This was Hawk, her best friend. She would not allow thoughts of the coming nightmare to mar and twist their friendship. She tossed her head, annoyed that Hawk, of all people, didn‘t understand how important her music was. ―My music is my life.‖ Hawk gave her an irrelevant grin. ―Trust me, Sierra, if you get with the right man, your pussy will become your life.‖ ―How can you say that when you know how miserable the thought of mating leaves me?‖ ―Sierra, there are other things in life that are even more satisfying than composing music.‖ ―More satisfying than music? Like what?‖ Hawk smiled. ―Like mating. With the right partner it can be an incredibly erotic and emotional experience, and so very satisfying. I know you royals have come to think of it as a necessary and burdensome duty to be avoided for as long as possible, but with the right partner it can become what you live for.‖ She stared at Hawk. Although not of royal blood, Hawk came from a respectable, if somewhat indigent family. ―Have you mated before?‖ She noted tiny fires burning deep within his blue gaze. ―Yes.‖

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―And have you found this right partner?‖ Hawk averted his gaze. ―I‘ve had some partners that made mating more than just pleasant.‖ She tilted her head, curious. ―But?‖ Hawk shook his head. ―But the one partner I desire above all others is someone I can never have.‖ The longing in Hawk‘s voice made her ache for her oldest friend. ―Who is it? Perhaps there is something I or Aquee can do to facilitate a bonding.‖ Hawk sighed and met her gaze. ―Unlike many other royals, you have always been kind and compassionate, Sierra. Thanks for your concern, but she is not someone Her Highness would consider me fit to even spend an evening with.‖ ―But who is she? Perhaps I–‖ He shook his head. ―Don‘t worry about me. I‘ll be fine.‖ A sudden smile lit his eyes. ―Of course, if you really want to be a friend, you could share that luscious Thorn with me.‖ Sierra blinked, realizing he‘d referred to his preferred partner as she. ―You want to mate with him?‖ She tried not to sound disappointed. ―No, I don‘t.‖ ―Then why did you suggest sharing him?‖

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He sighed. ―I‘ve often thought that his big cock tearing up my ass would be enough to snap me back to the reality of my situation.‖ ―What?‖ ―I can never have who I want so I‘d just as soon have him kill all my desire for sexual intimacy.‖ ―That reasoning doesn‘t make sense, Hawk. But once he‘s ruined me, I can‘t see any reason why I can‘t make a present of him to you,‖ she said, forgetting her pledge to free him in the face of her best friend‘s distress. Hawk looked at his watch. ―It‘s getting late. I‘d better go. If Caronae finds me here holding you up, she‘ll have me banned from your chambers.‖ He met her gaze. ―And I couldn‘t bare that.‖ She sighed. Hawk would be one of the people she missed most when she left Bluhari. ―I couldn‘t either.‖ ―Don‘t worry about tonight, Sierra. If he‘s half as good as I‘ve heard, the night will come when you‘ll rip off your clothes and pull him down onto your bed, between your legs, and gush with lust as he drives his lucky cock into that dark, pretty pussy of yours.‖ Sierra blushed at the imagery Hawk‘s words conjured in her mind. Most well–born Arians considered words such as pussy, cunt, dick, and cock too crude to be used in polite company. Nevertheless, when she used the words in her songs,

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even those of royal birth in the audience, rose and applauded with wild enthusiasm. Still, the thought of Thorn lying between her legs, forcing that thick shaft between the folds of her sex and deep into her pussy, sent a rush of heat all through her. Hawk touched her hand. ―Don‘t worry too much, Sierra. I have a feeling he‘ll be very gentle with you and manage to ignite your inner passion.‖ ―I don‘t have any inner passion—at least not for mating.‖ Hawk cupped his palm between her legs. She stared at him. ―Hawk!‖ He grinned down at her. ―You couldn‘t write all those songs filled with lust and sexual fire if you didn‘t have it in you to be a woman in every sense of the word. There is a sexual passion buried deep inside, waiting for the right man or men to set it blazing out of control.‖ Even as she shook her head, the memory of the beauty of Thorn‘s cock sent a rush of moisture between her legs. She frowned, disturbed by the ease with which thoughts of him triggered such responses in her. Worse, they had her looking at Hawk in a different light as well. Hawk pushed the crotch of her bodysuit aside.

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Chapter Two

She gasped. ―What are you doing?‖ ―I‘m searching for your clit,‖ he said, his voice husky. ―Why?‖ ―So I can do this,‖ he said, rubbing his thumb against her clit. ―Oh!‖ He smiled down at her. ―Feels nice. Doesn‘t it?‖ She nodded. ―I think you‘ll like this as well.‖ He palmed her ass before he eased a finger inside her. She bit her lips. ―Oh…‖ ―You‘re wet,‖ he said in a satisfied voice. ―Your pussy knows the natural order of thing, Sierra—even if you don‘t.‖ He added a second finger and slowly thrust both inside her. She gasped and shivered. ―What are you doing?‖ ―Showing you just how passionate you can be.‖ He caressed her ass while continuing to thrust his fingers in and out of her. ―How does this feel?‖

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She liked the feel of his palm on her ass. And each foray of his fingers into her pussy felt better…left her wanting more. On the verge of pushing herself onto his fingers, she shivered and jerked away instead. ―You like men…everyone says so.‖ He lifted his fingers, coated with her juices to his mouth and licked them. ―You taste delicious, Sierra.‖ Her vaginal muscles pulsed. Heat burned her cheeks, quickly spreading through her entire body. She stared at him with her lips parted—surprised at how easily he‘d aroused passions she‘d never felt or acknowledged. He stroked the back of his hand across her hot cheek. ―You‘re beautiful and so full of passion if you‘d only allow yourself to feel it. If you get the opportunity, allow him to rut in your ass too.‖ ―My…but he‘ll slit me open.‖ ―No, he won‘t. And Sierra…ass rutting is so…good. When it‘s done right, you just about lose your mind when you come.‖ Sierra swallowed hard, her nipples tightening. ―I…I don‘t think I can bear that.‖ He stepped close enough to roll her hardened nipples between his fingers. ―Trust me…once you get past the pain, you‘ll love it…and even the pain is sweet. With the right lover, it‘s as good as pussy.‖

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Her state of arousal heightened with each word. ―I‘m confused. Don‘t you like men?‖ ―No. I don‘t like men. I enjoy pussy and anal sex—with females.‖ ―But—I don‘t understand. All your lovers have been men.‖ ―I‘ve never been with a man,‖ he told her, his gaze narrowing. ―I love women and pussy.‖ ―But—‖ He pressed his fingers back inside her. ―Never mind me. Before you‘re stuck with Drakon and while you have the chance, take every opportunity to fully explore every form of mating possible. It will give a new and even more forceful creative edge to your music.‖ She moistened her lips, intrigued by the sensual picture Hawk‘s words conjured in her head. She struggled not to close her legs in an attempt to keep his thrusting fingers inside her. ―I‘d better go, but toss your fears aside. Meet Thorn with an open mind. The lucky rutter will have the privilege of teaching you the full joys of mating.‖ He rubbed her clit hard. ―Oh…‖ He smiled, pushing his fingers as deep inside her as he could. ―What I wouldn‘t give to watch this sweet, wet pussy getting its first taste of cock.‖

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At first shocked by the thought of her best friend watching her sexual humiliation, Sierra paused. He was her oldest and closest friend. Why deny him the chance to watch her first mating? Hawk withdrew his fingers from her pussy. She bit her lip to silence a protest. He gazed silently down into her eyes as he slowly licked her juices from them. Only then did he cross the room toward the door. She stared after him, aware of a pleasant tingling sensation between her thighs. He had long legs and a nice, tight ass. As he paused by the door, she noted the outline of his cock visible along one thigh. The size and girth of it surprised her. How had she never noticed his size? The tingling in her pussy intensified. ―Why don‘t you?‖ she called. Hawk turned to look at her. ―Why don‘t I what?‖ ―Watch me and him?‖ She cast a quick, guilty look at his thigh. ―Or better yet? Why don‘t you join us?‖ ―Join you?‖ Hawk stared at her. ―Are you serious?‖ She nodded, her thoughts on the songs she could compose having witnessed and even participated in a ménage a trios. ―Yes. Let‘s do it.‖ ―Caronae would never agree to that.‖

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She shrugged. ―So we won‘t tell her. You can leave by the entry doors and then come around to my private garden bath. Use the clearance codes I gave you and come in.‖ ―Are you sure?‖ She cast another glance at the sizable bulge adorning his leg. A desire to see his naked flesh infused her with a strange yet pleasurable heat. ―I‘m very sure,‖ she told him. He stared into her eyes. ―I don‘t know if I can bear to just watch and not touch…‖ Would Thorn object to Hawk touching him? ―Who says you can‘t touch him?‖ She challenged. ―He‘s not the one I‘d want to touch.‖ The muscles in her belly contracted. ―I wouldn‘t object to your touch.‖ ―You‘re sure?‖ She arched a brow. ―You ask that after you‘ve already had your big, greedy fingers inside me?‖ ―Your pussy was made to hold and caress big, greedy objects.‖ He shrugged. ―And I didn‘t mean to take such liberties.‖ ―Oh, yes you did.‖ ―You allowed it.‖

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―And I‘ll continue to allow it,‖ she whispered, a strange ache in her pussy. Hawk sucked in a breath. ―I‘ll see you in a little while.‖ She nodded, breathless with excitement at the thought of the coming evening spent in the company of two well–endowed males. Her next songs would vibe with passionate intensity. As Hawk reached the door, it slid silently open and a tall female with long, dark hair and dark eyes entered. Hawk smiled down at her. ―Like your lovely sister, you get prettier every time I see you, Sorenia.‖ Sorenia flashed him a cold look. ―That‘s not what I want to be known for!‖ Hawk arched a brow and silently left the chamber. Sorenia watched the door slide close then she turned to face Sierra, her dark eyes narrowed. ―What the hell is wrong with him? Why does he always go on about looks as if that‘s as important as my athletic abilities?‖ Sierra shrugged. ―You do get prettier every day.‖ Noting Sorenia‘s uneven breathing, Sierra crossed the chamber to grip her younger sister‘s hands. ―So? How are things with Ren?‖ Her lips compressed. ―I‘m not going to have him climbing all over me. Have you seen the size of his weapon?‖ ―No. Have you?‖

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―Yes! He has no sense of decency. He exposes himself every time we‘re alone! It‘s long and thick with a big, angry looking pink head! You have to talk to mother, Sierra. I have no desire to feel his weapon ripping into me.‖ Sierra gave her sister‘s hands a gentle squeeze. ―I‘m not in a position to help. You know I would if I could, but we‘re both required to mate and bond for the good our people. Ren is one of the best rutters in all Denhari. You know that Jador will not accept a virgin consort.‖ ―I have no desire to bond with Jador. He leaves me colder than Ren does.‖ ―As Drakon leaves me, but we don‘t have the luxury of bonding with people of our own choosing. At least, in your case, it will not happen until after Drakon and I are bonded.‖ ―I want to devote my time to the games, not spend valuable game time in the arms of a man I have no desire for trying to make babies that will then have no say in their own lives.‖ She touched Sorenia‘s arm. ―We have no choice, Sorenia.‖ ―Yes we do. I‘m not going to be forced into a bonding I don‘t want and can never enjoy. I‘m leaving Denhari, Sierra.‖ Sierra shook her head. ―You know Aquee will not allow that.‖ ―I wasn‘t planning to ask her permission.‖

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Sierra gasped, surprised at the determination she saw in her sister‘s gaze. ―As fond of you as she is, she will not allow you to defy her.‖ ―Again, I don‘t plan to ask her permission. I‘ll be damned if I‘ll mate with anyone I don‘t want to.‖ She sighed. Sometimes Sorenia could try her patience. ―I have to get ready for the rutter Caronae is bringing home. Promise me you won‘t do anything rash until we can talk again.‖ Sorenia gave her a long look. ―I was hovering at the market place. I saw him. His weapon is even larger than Jador‘s. Are you going to be all right?‖ She nodded. ―Yes. He can control and tame my body, but my mind will remain mine. As long as that‘s true, no one can truly force anything on me I don‘t wish. So promise.‖ ―I do.‖ Sorenia kissed her cheek. ―I‘ll see you tomorrow.‖ Sierra nodded. ―Keep me in your thoughts.‖ ―I will.‖ Alone in her chambers, she stood staring out at the expanse of her private garden where Hawk would conceal himself before he joined them. She felt certain Hawk would manage to overcome any of the rutter‘s objections. She doubted many people could resist the blatant sexual magnetism he‘d revealed that day. Her chamber door slid open.

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She turned. Caronae stood in the opening, a disapproving look on her pretty face. ―You‘re not ready.‖ She lifted her chin. ―This is as ready as I intend to get.‖ Caronae narrowed her gaze. ―So be it. He will take you unprepared.‖ She stepped aside. The rutter stepped forward. He was still naked but no longer wore his mask. Why was he aroused? Was it her imagination or was he even bigger than she‘d thought? Tearing her gaze away from his groin, she saw his dark green eyes flashing at her from a face that was as arresting as it was handsome. Caronae looked at the rutter. ―Take her...by force if necessary.‖ He stepped into the chamber. As the door slid closed, he walked toward her. Sierra took a deep breath and backed away until the wall blocked further retreat. She shook her head, leveling a finger at him. ―Do you know who I am?‖ ―Yes.‖ ―Then you stay away from me. I won‘t have you rutting into me with your weapon.‖ He continued moving slowly across the room. ―I have no wish to touch you, but I have even less desire to remain a rutter.‖ He stopped just a cock length from

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her, staring down into her eyes. ―Your mother has promised me my freedom for breaking you in quickly.‖ She could feel the heat and hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach through the thin, sensitive layer of her catsuit. Breathing became difficult. ―I…if you know who I am, you know I will unite and rule over two kingdoms. If you leave me alone, I will see that you need never rut again.‖ ―You mother will see that I never need rut again if I break you in without delay so that your bonding may take place quicker,‖ he countered. She moistened her lips. ―Please…you‘ll tear me up inside.‖ He shook his head. ―I have no wish to hurt or injure you. I will be as gentle as possible.‖ ―Why don‘t I join you and together we can show her mating doesn‘t have to be unpleasant?‖ Sierra released a relieved breath at the sound of Hawk‘s warm, deep voice. She quickly turned as the garden door slid open. Hawk strolled confidently into her bedchamber—naked and gloriously erect. She rushed across the room to grip his hand, surreptitiously pressing herself against his cock. He sucked in a breath. ―Sierra!‖

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She gave him an innocent look, smiling up at him. ―Hawk! You came back.‖ He caressed her neck while easing his cock away from her body. ―Of course I did.‖ She glanced down and couldn‘t look away. His cock and ball sac nearly rivaled Thorn‘s for size and thickness. Looking at the big pink head of his weapon already leaking pre–ejaculate, Sierra‘s channel flooded. What would it be like to feel him sliding in and out of her before he blasted the contents of his balls deep inside her pussy? Thorn glanced at Hawk before turning his attention back to her. ―I was told you‘d never mated.‖ ―I haven‘t!‖ ―This isn‘t your lover?‖ ―He‘s my best friend.‖ Hawk disengaged his hand and crossed the room to face Thorn. ―And who better than her best friend to provide her first taste of cock?‖ Thorn arched a brow. ―You‘re in the trade?‖ Hawk shook his head. ―I‘m not a rutter.‖ ―Then step aside.‖ ―I‘m begging you to allow me to initiate her before you touch her. She‘s frightened and deserves the opportunity to give her pussy to a friend.‖

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He considered Hawk in silence before he replied. ―You‘re more than a friend.‖ Hawk shrugged. ―Allow me to take her cherry.‖ ―If Her Highness thought you capable of inspiring the requisite passion I wouldn‘t be here.‖ ―I wasn‘t given a chance. I can rouse her passions.‖ The ensuing silence seemed to last for several minutes. Finally, Thorn shrugged. ―So be it, but understand that while you can go first, I‘m still going to have her tonight—regardless of your success.‖ ―Why?‖ ―Because my freedom depends on how well she‘s broken in. I can‘t afford to depend on the two of you not colluding against me.‖ To Sierra‘s surprise, Hawk hesitated. ―She‘s never mated. Both of us in one night might be too much for her.‖ ―Then you‘ll have to step aside because my job starts tonight.‖ ―Fine!‖ Hawk turned to look at her. ―If you relax, it won‘t be as painful.‖ He caressed her cheek. ―When it‘s over…I‘ll come back.‖ She grabbed his arm as he turned away. ―No, Hawk! Don‘t leave. Please. I‘ll take both of you.‖ ―I won‘t ask that of you. I can‘t.‖

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―I don‘t want you to go…I‘ll take you both…no matter how painful it is.‖ ―I can agree to that arrangement.‖ Sierra turned to frown at Thorn. ―You can?‖ He reached out a hand to touch her cheek. ―He‘s right. Your first time should be with a man who cares deeply about you. I‘ll remain here because I must but I‘ll allow him to go first. Afterwards, I‘ll perform oral sex on you. Tomorrow, your pussy will be mine.‖ Hawk sucked in a breath. ―Thank you.‖ Thorn inclined his head, looked around her chamber, and moved to recline on the bed, watching them. Hawk smiled and bent to brush his lips against her neck. ―It might hurt a little when I slide my cock inside your pussy, Sierra, but it will be a sweet pain.‖ The husky assurance sent a jolt of need through her. ―I want it…‖ ―You do?‖ She nodded, her cheeks burning. ―From who?‖ ―You, Hawk.‖ ―Oh…hell. I never thought I‘d ever hear such sweet words from you.‖ ―I never expected to say them but I…I mean them, Hawk.‖ ―Then let‘s get you undressed and ready for your first fuck.‖

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She nodded. He lifted his head and slowly peeled her catsuit off. Once she was naked, he stepped back to study her body. ―You are so beautiful.‖ Although she was tall with large breasts, long legs, and a round ass, she wasn‘t sure if the praise she‘d heard all her life was genuine or based on her royal lineage. She gave him a shy smile, extending a hand to him. He made a small, incoherent sound just before he cupped his big hands over her breasts. She moistened her lips, rubbing her nipples against his palms. He embraced her, holding her so close that she felt the heat and hardness of his cock pressing against her belly. That only made her long to feel it burrowing deep inside her. She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. ―Hawk?‖ ―Yes?‖ ―I‘m…ready.‖

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He lifted her off her feet and after a quick look around, strolled across the room to the mating swing. She linked her arms around his neck as he positioned her in the swing so that her ass cheeks, although surrounded with leather, hung free. Her long legs were spread, revealing her pussy. He stroked his palms over her breasts down her body. ―You have such dark, beautiful skin.‖ As he leaned over to nibble and lick at her neck, he slipped a finger inside her. Feeling his thumb rubbing against her clit, she shivered. ―Oh…‖ She closed her eyes, easing her hips forward. His finger slid deeper inside her. Her pussy flooded and she felt hot all over. He added a second finger, easing them slowly in and out of her. Each movement felt better. Her stomach muscles clenched. ―Hawk…‖ ―Yes, my beautiful Sierra?‖

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The tenderness in his tone touched and surprised her. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her with a wealth of passion in his beautiful blue gaze. His cock pulsed against her thigh. She burned with the need to feel him inside her. ―Oh…Hawk…‖ He bent his head to suck at each of her nipples. When both were wet and hard, he adjusted the swing until her cunt was on the same level as his rampant cock. Then he moved closer between her legs. Her heart raced. Her thighs trembled. Hawk gazed into her eyes. ―Are you ready?‖ Excitement warred with fear, but she had never wanted anything more. ―Yes. Oh, yes, Hawk.‖ When he hesitated, she reached out to close her fingers around his shaft. Feeling the thick length set her on fire. She pressed the big pink head against her flooded tunnel. ―I want to feel you inside me now.‖ Hawk rotated his hips, rubbing his shaft along her slit. ―Oh...‖ He smiled, caressing her breasts. ―Do you like how this feels?‖ Hungry for penetration, she nodded, attempting to inch forward in the swing. ―I want it.‖ He leaned forward to brush his warm lips against hers. ―You want it?‖

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―I want you inside me,‖ she whispered in a surprised voice. ―Now...please.‖ ―You have no idea how long I‘ve waited to hear that,‖ he told her. ―Show me?‖ He eased his hips forward. The head of his cock pressed against the lips of her slit. She held her breath and closed her eyes. He pushed into her. She gasped as the head of his shaft lodged just inside her. He paused. ―Breathe,‖ he encouraged. She held her breath—until she felt him pressing against her vaginal shield. ―Breathe,‖ he said again. ―And look at me. I want to see the look in your eyes when I take your cherry and slide deeper inside.‖ She shook her head, holding her body tense. ―I‘ll be as gentle as I can be,‖ he promised and swiftly drove his cock forward. She gasped at the sharp pain that accompanied his cock thrusting into her pussy. Tossing her head back, her eyes flew open and she found herself staring at her bed, where Thorn lay watching with an inscrutable look in his green eyes. A rush of heat sizzled up her cheeks.

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―Look at me. Not him,‖ Hawk encouraged. He pushed deeper and adjusted her seat until she sat facing him. He cupped his hands over her breasts. ―Are you all right?‖ With her no longer virginal channel stretched over his thick length? ―It…hurts, but…‖ ―But?‖ ―I…like having you inside me,‖ she admitted. ―I‘m sure you don‘t like it half as much as I do.‖ Her pussy pulsed. ―I…think maybe I do…‖ She stroked her hands down his chest to hold his waist. ―Fuck me?‖ ―Oh, gladly, sherica.‖ The intimate endearment used solely between a couple fortunate enough to have mated for love, surprised and pleased her. Almost as if he understood her pleasure, he smiled and bent his head to suck on her right nipple. A jolt shot through her, quickly followed by a shudder when he eased out until only the head of his cock remained inside her. ―Don‘t…stop.‖ ―I won‘t…not until we both come,‖ he promised, pushing gently back into her. ―Oh…‖

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He transferred his warm; insistent lips to her other nipple as he slowly slid in and out of her. With each thrust, he eased more of his cock into her stuffed pussy until she gasped in pain and pushed against his stomach. ―Oh…‖ He stopped moving and withdrew all but the head of his shaft. ―Let me know when you‘re ready.‖ Sliding his palms over her ass cheeks, he spent several long, sweet moments kissing and sucking her breasts. His lips, teeth, and tongue on her nipples and breasts sent waves of heat and need sizzling through her. Her vaginal muscles clenched and tightened around him. ―I…I want…I‘m ready,‖ she moaned. He pushed his cock in balls deep. Hawk grunted when he stood between her legs with his cock fully embedded in her. She shuddered, tossed her head back. She was surprised to see Thorn rising from the bed with his huge weapon still fully erect and dripping pre–cum. Hawk recaptured her full attention when he started to fuck her with long, deep, painful thrusts. Chills radiated out from her pussy to engulf her entire body. Pleasure started to outweigh the pain. She linked her arms around his neck, arched her back, and began moving along his length. ―Oh, yes…yes. Love me back, sherica,‖ he groaned, increasing the speed of his movements in her. ―Give yourself fully to me.‖

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At the mercy of her throbbing pussy, Sierra slid her palms down from his waist to his tight ass. Closing her fingers in his flesh, she felt a knot of fire building between her legs. The fire ignited when Hawk slide his hands up to cup her breasts and moments later, a hard palm slapped each ass cheek. She half turned to find Thorn standing behind her, his palm raised. She couldn‘t read the expression in his eyes as he timed his next two slaps to coincide with a deep, penetrating thrust of Hawk‘s hot cock into her pussy. Within seconds, Hawk fucked her harder and Thorn rained his palm down on her ass. The smell of sex filled the air and her nostrils, making her almost dizzy. She shuddered, enjoying the stinging sensation in each asscheek. Soft moans of pleasure filled the room. Moments away from her first climax, she was pushed over the edge of total, carnal bliss when Thorn covered her back with quick, biting kisses and then parted her stinging ass cheeks. Feeling his finger probing her nether hole, she surrendered to a primal urge. She tightened her pussy around Hawk‘s big dick while pushing her hips backwards. As his finger slid inside her ass, she blew apart, sobbing with the intensity of her climax. Hawk shuddered, groaned, gripped her hips, and exploded inside her.

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Their orgasms seemed to blend together in a sweet fusion that heightened her satisfaction. When her senses returned, Hawk leaned forward to press a tender kiss against her lips. ―Thanks for giving me the best present of my life, sherica.‖ She caught his hand as he started to turn. ―Where are you going?‖ ―It‘s his turn now,‖ he whispered, sliding two fingers into Sierra‘s pussy. ―Rock his world as you did mine and I‘ll see you tomorrow. Okay?‖ Confused by the turn her relationship with Hawk had taken, she nodded, mutely. ―Tomorrow when you‘ve recovered and are alone, I have a secret I need to share with you.‖ She nodded again, begging him to stay with her eyes. ―Until tomorrow, sherica.‖ Hawk drew away from her, pinched her nipples, and walked out into the garden. ―And now I have to check to ensure you weren‘t faking.‖ Before she could formulate an indignant response, Thorn swept her out of the sex swing and up into his arms. ―Wait!‖ She shoved against his shoulders, but when her palms touched his hard, muscular chest, she felt shivers all through her body. She gasped and jerked her hands away from him, fearful of what was about to happen. Mating with

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Hawk had been painful but good. Would mating with him just be painful? ―Put me down.‖ He bent to nibble at both her nipples. ―I‘m going to carry you to the bed and enter you slowly. Don‘t resist and it will feel better sooner.‖ ―I don‘t want—‖ ―But I do and I‘m going to have you tonight. I don‘t want to hurt you. Don‘t resist me.‖ He strolled across the room to the bed. He set her on her feet. She stood trembling in front of him. He palmed her pussy and quickly inserted a finger inside her. She blushed at the rush of moisture filling her channel. Afraid, yet aroused, she bit her lip. The green eyes which had only held anger each time she looked into them, held a look that sent a shiver down her spine. His gaze moved quickly over her body. He stroked his palms over her ass, drawing her back into his arms. A jolt of desire danced along her spine. As if it had a mind of its own, her body arched into his. With his hands still over her ass, he pulled her closer. She licked her lips, enjoying the feeling of his hard cock pressed against her body.

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He ground his groin against hers and Sierra shuddered. Staring down into her eyes, he slowly rotated his lower body so that she felt his cock pressing warm and hard against her pubic hair, in search of her opening. Her lips quivered apart and her hands slid up his chest to link around his neck. She rubbed herself against his length. Her entire body feeling as if it were one gigantic nerve center in search of the physical fulfillment she suspected awaited her at the end of his cock. He moved his hips gently forward. She parted her legs, her pussy wet and filled with an ache she had often written of in her songs, but never expected to actually experience. Feeling it twice in one night felt like a sign from the Goddess. He bent his knees, pulling her hips closer. The big head of his cock brushed against her wet outer folds. She bit her lip; the need inside her became unbearable. The union she had feared earlier became the thing she desired most. She reached between their bodies, wrapped her fingers around his cock, and pressed the head against her entrance. ―Please…‖ she begged, her voice low and needy. ―Do it now. . .before I lose my courage.‖ He laid her on the bed. Leaning over her, he slid his big hands down her thighs.

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The breath caught in her throat. She eagerly parted her legs. Her heart hammered against her chest as his long fingers probed her wet folds, parting them to reveal her pussy. He slipped a finger inside her, thrusting gently. ―You have the prettiest pussy I‘ve ever seen.‖ ―Oh!‖ She quickly closed her legs. ―I do?‖ ―Yes.‖ He sat on the side of the bed and continued to probe inside her. His other hand moved to caress and stroke her breasts, making her nipples pebble. Her hunger to feel his cock replacing his finger increased. He shifted on the bed, bending his head. His warm, firm lips closed over her breast. A delicious chill shook her body. She closed her eyes, stroking her fingers through his hair. ―Hmm.‖ He bit and nibbled at one tender nipple before burning a path across her chest to suck the other nipple into his mouth. While keeping his fingers stroking her pussy, he pressed his thumb against her clit. The world tilted around her. He kissed his way down her body from her breasts. His tongue twirled around her clit as he thrust a third finger inside her.

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―Oooh! Oooh!‖ Her back arched and she came all over his fingers, sobbing at the intensely sweet feelings surging through her body. Moving his tongue from her clit, he settled his mouth over her and licked and sucked at her as she came. Purring with delight, she wrapped her legs around his body and thrust her pussy against his lips. Slipping his big palms under her ass, he shifted her body and ate her until another, unexpected explosion detonated in her pussy and spread through her entire body. As the last shiver danced along her spine, she moaned and collapsed against the bed. Her legs fell away from his body. Happy and sensually satisfied, she turned onto her side. He kissed her neck and caressed her ass. Smiling, she curled her body. She liked the feel of a male palm on her bare ass. He pulled the covers over her. ―Tomorrow, your pussy is mine,‖ he warned. Tomorrow would be an interesting day. ―Tomorrow,‖ she promised, closed her eyes, drifted to sleep.

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Thorn stood over the bed, his cock hard, his passions roused, uncertain how to proceed. There was nothing stopping him from turning her onto her back, parting her legs, and thrusting his cock into her. By the time she woke, he‘d have half his cock already buried between the pretty, soft pink folds of her near–virgin pussy. A shudder shook his body and he closed his eyes, imaging the sight of his pale cock protruding from between her dark, voluptuous thighs. He opened his eyes. Turning back the cover, he gently caressed her large, firm breasts. Her nipples hardened. Driven by an emotion he had not experienced since he woke up on Bluhari, he climbed onto the bed. He eased her onto her back, parted her legs, and kneeled between them with his aching cock inches from her entrance…her pussy…soon to be his pussy. The lecherous thought dismayed him. His pussy? He frowned. Was he losing sight of his goal? He wasn‘t there in pursuit of pleasure. His purpose was to break her in and earn his freedom.

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He grasped his cock and slid the head along the length of her slit. To his surprise, he had enjoyed watching her friend take her cherry. But that pleasure paled in comparison to the jolt of lust and desire he now felt with his cock mere inches from her pussy. For the first time since he‘d awakened on this planet, he felt a need to fuck a particular female…this soft, pretty, royal waiting to be made a woman. His woman. His woman? He shook his head and rose from the bed, shocked at his possessive thoughts. Although he still did not know who he was, he suspected he had more important things to consider than satisfying the unexpected lust this woman inspired in him. He needed time to clear his head and regain his emotional equilibrium before he saw her again. Ignoring the aching cock swinging between his legs, he turned and quickly left the room.

The next afternoon, Sierra lay in her garden bath enjoying the pulsing jets and the warmth of the sun on her wet skin. Anticipating the coming evening with Thorn, while delighting in memories of Hawk‘s big dick surging in and out of her pussy, she parted her legs, tilting her hips. Stimulating jets of water hit her clit.

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Moaning softly, she closed her eyes. Imagining Thorn between her thighs, about to slide inside her, she slipped a finger into her pussy. The jets combined with her thrusting finger, sent a flood of pleasure through her. Nice. She lifted her free hand, pinching her nipples. In the midst of her heightened pleasure, her fingers were pulled from her pussy. She opened her eyes, looked up, and gave a little gasp of pleasure. Hawk stood in the bath above her. He was naked. She tingled, eyeing the big, thick cock jutting from a dark triangle of his black pubic hair that had given both pain and pleasure the previous night. She closed her legs, her heart pounding. ―Hawk?‖ Hawk smiled and rotated his hips, causing his cock to bob. Sierra moistened her lips. What did he taste like? How would he feel sliding between her lips and into her mouth? ―How are you feeling today, sherica?‖ ―A little sore,‖ she admitted. He kneeled in front of her. ―Not too sore for a quick fuck?‖ Sierra caught her lip between her teeth, hesitated, and then parted her legs again. ―I don‘t think I‘ll ever be too sore to welcome your cock back into my pussy,‖ she admitted.

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―Do you mean that or are you just saying it because you‘re in the grip of cocklust?‖ ―I don‘t think this is cocklust,‖ she said slowly. ―Because I don‘t want just any cock. I want yours.‖ And Thorn‘s. Smiling, Hawk kneeled between her legs. She reached down to stroke her hands over his pubic hair before sliding her fingers around his shaft. He inhaled quickly She smiled, rubbing the head along her slit. ―Sherica…‖ ―I like having you call me that,‖ she whispered, pressing his length against her slit. Leaning forward so that his chest pressed against her breasts, he drove his hips forward. Sierra gasped as the thick head of Hawk‘s hard length, parted her wet folds and lodged just inside her. ―Oh…‖ Hawk touched her cheek. ―Shall I stop or do you want more?‖ Her pussy aching, Sierra parted her lips and whispered, ―More.‖ Smiling, Hawk thrust his hips forward. Sierra gasped as Hawk‘s cock shot into her.

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He paused for several moments to kiss and lick her neck before gripping her hips and driving his entire, thick length into Sierra‘s pussy. ―Oooh!‖ Sierra cried out again and thrust her hips forward, enjoying the feeling of having her pussy stretched by Hawk‘s thickness again. ―Oh, Hawk!‖ Hawk licked her breasts. ―Do you like how this feels?‖ ―Oh, yes!‖ She lifted her hands to stroke down his taunt ass cheeks. ―I love having you inside me like this…it‘s so intimate…and makes me feel…so desirable.‖ Hawk lifted his head, smiling down at her. ―I knew you‘d like dick once you had some. And you are more desirable than you know, my beautiful sherica.‖ If only she could be his the future of bearing children wouldn‘t be so bleak. She moaned, shuddering as Hawk thrust deep and hard into her. ―I love fucking you like this,‖ he groaned. ―Your tight, wet pussy feels so good around my dick.‖ ―Oooh...‖ She closed her fingers over Hawk‘s ass and pressed her hips against his, eagerly meeting each downward thrust of Hawk‘s hard cock slicing through her. ―Oh...that feels…good.‖ ―Let me taste those sweet lips again.‖ Sierra eagerly lifted her chin. Hawk‘s lips descended on hers. He kissed her with a rapacious hunger that sent flashes of heat searing through her body.

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Buffeted by wonderful sensations, Sierra closed her eyes and fucked him back. He slipped his palms under Sierra‘s ass and kissed her breathless as he eagerly fucked, and pushed into her pussy again and again. Waves of bliss washed over Sierra. She moaned against Hawk‘s warm, demanding lips as she came. Sliding his big warm hands down to her waist to hold her lower body still, Hawk transferred his mouth to Sierra‘s breasts and fucked her hard and fast until he groaned and came, filling Sierra‘s pussy with cum. Then he collapsed on top of her. She held him close, stroking her fingers through his hair. They lay with their lower bodies still joined for several moments before she spoke. ―That was so nice, Hawk,‖ she whispered. He laughed. ―It was more than nice. You have a tight, hot pussy I could fuck several times every day for the rest of my life and never get tired of it or you, sherica.‖ ―I like your cock,‖ she admitted. ―And I like…love how good it feels thrusting inside me.‖ ―All the time we‘ve wasted.‖ He kissed her lips. ―We should have fucked a long time ago, Sierra.‖

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―Yes,‖ she echoed, squeezing her pussy around his thick length. ―I‘m so glad my first time was with you.‖ ―It was a first for me too.‖ The admission surprised her. ―You‘ve never had pussy before?‖ ―No.‖ ―But you said you loved it.‖ ―I‘ve had ass before, but never pussy. Still I knew I would love it.‖ ―Why haven‘t you had pussy? I don‘t understand.‖ ―I‘ve never wanted any…until now with you.‖ ―Oh, Hawk. That‘s so sweet. I‘m flattered.‖ ―You should be. I‘ve had lots of offers of pussy but I saved my dick just for you.‖ ―Are you sorry?‖ He lifted his head to gaze down in her eyes. ―No. Are you?‖ With his cock still pulsing inside her, she‘d never felt less regret. ―No.‖ ―I‘m going to miss you so much when you‘re gone, Sierra.‖ Tears pricked her eyes. ―And I‘ll miss you.‖ ―Didn‘t I tell you there was something better than music?‖ ―Yes. But I didn‘t believe you until I felt your dick pounding my pussy into submission.‖

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He sighed and laid his body back on hers. ―I hate the thought of having Thorn in your pussy. But for a few more minutes at least, this pussy is all mine.‖ She rubbed her tender nipples against Hawk‘s chest. ―And would that make this cock all mine?‖ ―Oh, yeah,‖ Hawk whispered. ―My dick is all yours to enjoy. Even when you‘re gone and I‘m with someone else, this will always be your cock.‖ ―Oh…Hawk…and this will always be Hawk‘s pussy.‖ ―Maybe we have time for another quick fuck.‖ ―Oh, yes. Fuck me.‖ They lay in the bath, still joined at the genitals, kissing and moaning against each other‘s lips when Sierra heard the soft whir of an opening door. She opened her eyes. Thorn, naked and fully aroused, stood in the open doorway leading from her bed chamber, watching them through a narrowed gaze. Her cheeks burning, she pushed at Hawk‘s shoulders. ―Thorn‘s here.‖ Hawk pressed a gentle kiss against her lips before he eased out of her and rose. Sierra watched the expression on Thorn‘s face as he stared at Hawk‘s shaft, covered with cum and pussy juice. ―You‘re getting greedy, Hawk,‖ Thorn said.

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Hawk sighed, looking at her. ―I couldn‘t help myself.‖ Her pussy tingling, Sierra blushed. Hawk reached down to touch her cheek. ―I wanted to make her introduction to you as painless as possible.‖ Thorn shook his head. ―Oh, no. You wanted to fuck her again because it feels good.‖ ―It feels incredibly good—as you‘ll unfortunately soon see for yourself.‖ Hawk studied Thorn‘s face. ―Are you Telmiran?‖ Like Bluhari, the neighboring Telmira was a female dominated society. Thorn‘s brows burrowed. He shook his head slowly. ―I have no idea.‖ He glanced at Sierra. ―But it‘s time for me to go to work.‖ Sierra‘s heart raced. She was about to feel Thorn‘s cock invading her pussy. She glanced at Hawk. The muscles in his jaw clenched. His obvious displeasure dampened some of her anticipation of mating again. She glanced at Thorn. Should she try to dissuade the rutter from fucking her? Almost as if he knew of her doubts, he shook his head and strolled forward. She looked up at him. ―Maybe we could wait a—‖ ―I‘m not waiting any longer.‖ He lifted her out of the bath. He reached for a towel from the warmer. ―I can do that,‖ Hawk offered.

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―So can I,‖ Thorn countered. Confused by the sudden tension and air of jealousy between the two men, Sierra stood still trying not to react to the pleasant tingle she felt as Thorn slowly dried her off. When he was satisfied, he lifted her into his arms. She glanced over his shoulder at Hawk. Hawk smiled and mouthed the word ‗enjoy‘. Relieved to have his blessing, she linked her arms around Thorn‘s neck. Thorn glanced down at her. She brushed her breasts against his chest. A brief flick of emotion flashed in his eyes. What emotion had she inspired in him? Hawk stepped in front of Thorn. ―I know you‘re charged with breaking her, but she‘s my best friend.‖ ―And?‖ ―And I‘d like to stay.‖ He shrugged. ―Suit yourself.‖ ―We can do her together,‖ Hawk suggested. Sierra trembled with lust at the thought. Thorn‘s arms tightened around her.

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She lifted her head and saw an undeniable gleam in his eyes. ―Do you have any objections?‖ She shook her head. He looked at Thorn. ―Maybe, but first I want some pussy.‖ Why did he sound surprised? Did he usually prefer males? ―Some pussy?‖ His firm lips twitched. ―Your pussy,‖ he corrected. Satisfied and pleased, Sierra tightened one arm around his neck. As he carried her to the bed, she stroked her hand over his chest. He laid her gently on her back on the bed. Feeling greedy for pleasure, she parted her legs, exposing her pussy to his green gaze. Only Hawk‘s silent presence kept her from begging him to fuck her.

Thorn stood over the bed, staring down at Sierra. Her lusciously dark body had large, firm breasts. He savored the thought of sucking each nipple as he slowly fucked her. Her legs were long and nicely shaped. Her round ass begged for a spanking. No male could fail to appreciate how her hips curved in a way that made his hands ache to hold them. For the first time since he had awakened on Bluhari, he could finally dismiss his fear that he preferred males to females. None of the many women who had impaled themselves on his cock had ever inspired even a minimal interest in him.

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He glanced over his shoulder to look at Hawk. Watching the other male fuck the tall, beautiful, voluptuous Sierra had aroused his sexual passion. Their sexual union had primed his desire. He had spent the remainder of the previous night anticipating fucking her for the first time. Finding Hawk lying on top of her with his dick buried to the hilt inside Sierra‘s pussy had given him an instant erection while filling him with jealousy. Because of the consideration he had shown Sierra the night before and his own confusion about who he was, he had missed the opportunity to be the first to mate with her. Nevertheless, he felt a somewhat disturbing hunger for a woman destined for another man. He glanced down his body. As it often was when he was in the presence of females, his cock was fully erect. But for the first time, he actually felt mentally aroused and in need of coming. Who was he and why was Sierra the only woman capable of arousing his sexual passions? Sierra had roused other feelings as well. His instructions had been to immediately take her virginity and get her used to taking and enjoying cock. Judging from the way she‘d been kissing and clutching Hawk‘s ass when he arrived, she had already developed a hunger for cock. The night before, the thought of forcing his cock into her body without her full permission and desire had sent a chill of revulsion through him. Although, as

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his job and Bluhari‘s custom demanded, he had forcefully taken the virginity of more women than he could remember, he knew there was no power on the planet that could force him to treat this lovely, sweet woman in such a way…even if it meant losing his opportunity for freedom. ―Thorn?‖ Her soft plea, snapped him out of his reverie. With his cock hanging hard and heavy between his legs, he leaned over her, hesitated, and then, unable to resist, he lifted her chin, and pressed a quick, greedy kiss against her soft, warm lips. At the contact with her lips, an elusive flash of memory teased his conscious mind before fleeting in the face of the desire and need driving him. She moaned against his mouth. Taking his hand, she placed it between her dark, lovely legs. Her thighs were soft and damp from her earlier mating. A trickle of cum adorned one thigh. Eager to fuck her and fill her with his seed, he slipped onto the bed, lying on his side, facing her. She rolled onto her side and moved her body forward until her pubic hair pressed against his cock. A jolt of desire too strong to resist shot down his cock. He gripped her by her hips and rolled them over.

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She moaned a soft encouragement. Holding her body just above his, he lay on his back with his legs parted, and his aching cock just inches from her pussy. The urge to bring her crashing down on him was difficult to resist. Although she was no longer a virgin, he was slightly bigger and thicker than Hawk. To make their mating as comfortable as possible for her, he needed to get her wet and aroused before he attempted to enter her. She wiggled her hips. Several drops of her pussy juice dripped onto his cock head to mix with the pre–cum seeping from him. She was already wet and as aroused as he was. Still, he feared his entry would bring her pain. But there was no longer any doubt he had to slide his cock deep inside her. Hawk moved close to the bed. Ignoring the other male‘s nearness, Thorn curled his fingers in Sierra‘s long, dark hair, and brought her face closer to his. She closed her eyes, opening her mouth. As their parted lips met, he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, in search of hers. When he encountered the tip of her tongue a flood of desire overwhelmed him. Fumbling between their bodies, he grasped his cock, pressed it against her entrance, gripped one of her hips, and thrust upward.

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The head of his cock pushed between her outer lips and lodged just inside the warm, moist heat of her pussy. She moaned against his lips. The feel of her pussy and the soft sound sent a rush of hunger racing through him. He had to drive his dick as deep in her as possible. He pulled down on her hips, forcing his length into the confines of the tightest, wettest pussy he could ever remember having. She gasped, but pushed her hips downward. He paused briefly to nibble at her lips. She clutched at him, moaning with desire. He closed his lips over one of her breasts and thrust further into her hot, wet passageway. She stiffened on him, her fingernails digging in his shoulders. She dragged her mouth away from his. ―Oooh!‖ He forced himself to pause long enough to allow her time to adjust to the invasion of her pussy. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. The tip of her tongue pressed against the inside of her bottom lip as she stared down at him with a shocked look in her beautiful dark eyes. His gaze moved over her. Her nipples were hard and he felt her natural juices gushing around the head of his cock.

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Surrendering to his sexual hunger, he tugged at her hips, slowly drawing her body downward, which drove several more inches of his cock up into her. ―Oh!‖ She bit her lip and pressed her hands against his shoulders. ―Wait! Please.‖ Recalling her eagerness to welcome the other male‘s cock the previous night, sent a jolt of resentment through him. He regretted having allowed her so– called friend to take her cherry. Still, he gritted his teeth and held himself motionless in her. ―I‘ll be as gentle as possible but I‘m going to fuck you.‖ ―I know…I just need a moment,‖ she pleaded. Aching to plunge his entire shaft balls deep inside her, he released her hips and cupped his hands over her large, lovely breasts. He slowly fondled them, pressing his thumbs against her nipples. He felt some of the tension leave her body. Keeping one hand over her breasts, he slid his other hand over her flat belly to her pubic hair. He sent his thumb weaving through her soft pubic curls. Her hips wiggled in response. She was almost ready to be fucked. He found her clit and rubbed his thumb against it.

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―Oooh!‖ She shivered, bit her lip, and then to his delight, she closed her hands over his shoulders. She bolted into a seated position. With her smooth, round ass resting on his thighs, she moved her hips forward. Rocking her groin against his. Ahhh…yes. Yes. Her pussy felt so…good. As her tight, clinging pussy slowly swallowed his length, he closed his eyes. With half his length buried in her moist heated passage, she gasped. Although he could feel her pussy juices flowing over his cock and thought she was ready to accept his remaining length, he lay still under her, gently caressing her ass. When she was ready for more, she‘d let him know. ―Don‘t close your eyes and think of other women,‖ she told him. With her pussy gently massaging his cock as no other vaginal muscles had, there were no other women. He opened his eyes to look into her dark gaze. He told her with his eyes that there was just her and her sweet, warm, wet channel of delight. Smiling, she reached down and parted her outer lips before she grunted and urged her hips forward again. Her tight pussy slowly swallowed the rest of his cock inch by tortuously sweet inch.

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With his entire length inside her tight channel, hunger consumed him. He slid his hands around her and urged her upper body down until her full breasts came to rest against his chest. She rubbed her nipples against him. His senses inflamed, he curled his fingers in her hair and brought her mouth down against his, eager to again enjoy the sweet forbidden taste of her warm mouth. She parted her lips, giving him easy access to her tongue. Touching the tip of his tongue to hers, he rocked and rotated his hips gently, giving her time to adjust to having him buried balls deep inside her. She gasped, bringing her hands up to stroke his shoulders as she pressed her lips against his with an eagerness that delighted him. She was the most delicious woman he‘d ever had. Lying still inside her was sweet, but he wanted more. He needed to feel her pussy clasping around his cock as he slid in and out of her. ―Are you ready?‖ He groaned the question against her mouth. She tightened her pussy around him. ―Yes…yes. Give me all your cock.‖ Finally, he could fuck her. He rolled them over until she lay on her back with his thighs between her trembling legs.

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She gave him a shy smile that encouraged him as she slid her hands over his shoulders. How could any woman be both shy and so alluring at the same time? How was he going to find the strength to relinquish her to another male? He rested his weight on his extended arms and looked down into her eyes. She stared up at him, her lips parted. Her expression revealed a combination of excitement and fear. ―It hurts,‖ she gasped. Oh no! Had he misread her responses to him? ―Do you want me to withdraw?‖ he asked, surprised to realize he was prepared to do that if that‘s what she wanted. ―No,‖ she whispered in a soft, quivering voice. He released a relieved breath. ―You‘re sure?‖ She nodded. ―Yes. I didn‘t know it would feel like this.‖ ―Like what?‖ ―Hawk‘s dick felt good, but this…your cock hurts, but in a good way.‖ ―Like his?‖ ―It feels almost as good as his did.‖ He narrowed his gaze. So the other man had a slight advantage. No matter, he would soon fuck it away. ―I don‘t want you to take it out.‖

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He savored the sweet admission, her natural juices flowing over his cock. She felt incredibly hot, tight, and sweet. ―I‘m not going to…until you come all over me.‖ ―I don‘t think that will take long,‖ she whispered. He‘d long ago lost track of the number of virgins he‘d mated with since he awoke on Bluhari. Yet none of those other females had aroused him as this beautiful, sexy royal did. The new feelings she inspired left him determined to ensure he pleased her. He withdrew until only his cock head remained inside her. ―I like having it inside me.‖ She wrapped her long, slender legs around the back of his thighs. ―Don‘t take it out.‖ He looked down their bodies. The sight of his long, thick length glistening with her fluids heightened his passion. Raising his gaze to hers, he noted her looking down their bodies as well.

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She reached her hand down to stroke the length of his cock protruding from her body. Her fingers slid around his shaft to close around his balls. ―They‘re so heavy…almost as heavy as Hawk‘s.‖ He clenched his jaw. Did she plan to continue comparing him unfavorably to the other male? She raised her gaze to his, her eyes shining with unmistakable lust. ―Are you going to…‖ ―I‘m going to fill you with my seed,‖ he told her in a hoarse voice he barely recognized as his. She released his cock and balls to stroke her soft palms up his body and around to his back. She gave a small, upward jerk of her hips. His control snapped. Settling firmly between her legs, he lowered his upper body until her breasts cushioned his chest. ―I‘m going to fuck you,‖ he warned. ―I‘m going to let you,‖ she shot back, closing her fingers in his hair. Their open mouths met. She sucked at his tongue. A jolt of lust thundered through him. The need to really fuck her could no longer be denied. He thrust his hips down, driving half his length into her.

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She moaned, but slid her hands down his back to his ass, pressing her legs tighter around him. ―Oooh…yes…more…don‘t stop…please.‖ Encouraged, he tore his mouth away from hers. Raining wet, biting kisses against her neck and shoulders, he settled his lips over one of her breasts. ―Hmmm…yes…yes…‖ Thorn eased slowly in and out of her tight heat. Powerful, confusing feelings assailed his senses as he moved on her dark, warm body. Although his lust for sex with her was undeniable, he felt something far stronger than a striving for physical satisfaction as she eagerly met each of his downward plunges with a soft cry that was half pain, half pleasure. ―I want to taste your lips again,‖ she moaned. ―Kiss me until I can‘t breathe.‖ Why had he resisted kissing and viewed it as forbidden when it heightened his pleasure in such a sweet way? Each time their lips met, in addition to the physical joy he experienced, a flash of memory teased him. He lowered his head to hers. Her warm lips clung to his, her nails raked down his back, her pussy opened up and joyfully welcomed his cock back into her tight, hungry passage each time he slid home in her.

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He glided his palms under her ass and held her close as he rutted his cock deep inside her. Why had he never experienced this sweet, delicious joy with any other lover? He struggled to control his need to shoot his seed deep inside her. How much longer could he resist the urge to come? Afraid he‘d come before she did, he shortened his strokes, clutching her ass hard as he fucked her. ―Good…so good…‖ She moaned, her thighs shaking. She was close to coming. He rutted into her, sending his cock sliding deeper with each movement. ―Oh…oooh…yes!‖ He ground his groin against her pubic hair until he felt her clit against him. ―Ahhhh….‖ As he felt her pussy convulse around him, he stiffened, allowing her several moments to enjoy her orgasm. When he could hold on no longer, he released the tight grip he‘d held on himself. Deep, gut–wrenching groans filled his ears as his climax crashed over him. Feeling as if he was about to spill an essential part of himself into her along with his seed, he whispered her name, cupped his palms over her ass, and fucked her with long, hard, powerful thrusts.

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Then, unable to hold on any longer, he bit into her breast and shot jets of cum into her climaxing cunt. Shuddering through a release so intense, it left him feeling dizzy, flashes of memory assaulted his senses. He recalled brief glimpses of his former life. He saw himself, dressed in a strange green uniform, bending over the bed of a sick woman running some type of device over her body. When the device failed to produce the desired results, he discarded it, closed his eyes, and examined her with his hands. A slender blonde, dressed in a blue uniform addressed him. ―Healer Rutledge?‖ The memory faded as he experienced the last shivers of his climax. He groaned and collapsed on the woman under him, burying his head against her in despair as the memory vanished. He felt soft hands pushing against his shoulders. Lifting his head, he blinked several times before he recalled where he was and who he was with. ―You‘re crushing me,‖ she told him. He eased his cock out of her and rolled off her. Lying on his side with his eyes closed, he struggled to summon the memory again. After several moments, he admitted defeat and opened his eyes. ―Thorn?‖ Soft hands touched his shoulder. ―Are you all right?‖

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He turned to face her. Her eyes shone with concern. She was as considerate and kind as she was breathtakingly beautiful. ―Yes.‖ He stroked his hands over her breasts. She gasped, drawing away from him. He frowned. ―How are you feeling? Did I hurt you?‖ ―Yes, you did. I‘m sore.‖ He slid his hands down to her hips and drew her body close to his. ―Where?‖ She blushed, but didn‘t avert her gaze. ―My…breasts…my…pussy…‖ ―I can help.‖ She blinked at him. ―How?‖ ―I‘ll show you.‖ He eased her onto her back and rose from the bed. He spared a brief glance over his shoulder and was surprised to realize Hawk was no longer in the chamber. He‘d been too involved in mating with Sierra to even note his departure. Good. For now, at least, he had her all to himself. Leaning over her, he placed one hand over her breasts and the other one on her thigh. ―Open your legs,‖ he urged. She bit her lip, shaking her head. ―That was good but I‘m too sore for anymore cock.‖ Too bad because he could fuck her all night. ―Trust me and part your legs.‖

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She obeyed. Resisting the urge to thumb her clit in an attempt to get her aroused enough for another fuck, he cupped his palm over her damp pussy. His nostrils flared as his cum and her pussy juice oozed onto his palm. Despite her insistence she couldn‘t take anymore cock, she rubbed herself against his palm. He‘d love to part her folds and finger her moist flesh. But she needed comfort, not more cock. Closing his eyes, he reached deep inside himself to tap his inner, healing strength. He took a long, deep breath.

As he slowly expelled his breath, Sierra felt a warmth rush over her body like a wet wave. When it passed, her nipples no longer felt sore. ―Is that better?‖ A tingling sensation had replaced the soreness in her pussy. She gazed up at him in awe. ―How did you do that?‖ He sat on the side of the bed, shrugging. ―I have no idea.‖ She sat up, touching his chest. ―You‘re a skilled and talented healer.‖ He frowned. ―I don‘t know.‖

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She took one of his hands in hers. It was large with a smooth palm. No calluses. Remembering how it felt caressing her body as he took her, she blushed. ―You‘re skilled in more than healing.‖ He arched a brow, reaching out to caress her breasts. ―Oh?‖ ―I never knew mating could be so…wonderful.‖ He gazed into her eyes, tiny fires burning deep in his. ―Neither did I.‖ ―It started with Hawk and continued with you.‖ ―You‘re very fond of him.‖ Hawk! Where was he? She glanced around her chamber? When had he left? Had he witnessed her shameful response to Thorn? ―Yes. I am,‖ she nodded. ―He‘s my best friend.‖ ―And now your lover.‖ ―I had no idea…he was so…‖ ―So?‖ ―So skillful in bed.‖ ―You enjoy his cock?‖ ―Oh…yes. Yes. I had no idea cock could be so…delicious, but it‘s not just his cock I enjoy. I enjoy him.‖ ―And me?‖ The question surprised her. ―You?‖

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―Yes. Me.‖ Not sure how to respond, she moistened her lips and placed the hand she held between her legs. He eased two fingers inside her. ―How does this feel?‖ ―Good.‖ She gave him a shy smile. ―Maybe mating with Drakon won‘t be nearly as bad as I thought it would be.‖ ―Let‘s not waste time thinking about him.‖ ―Okay.‖ Leaning forward, he gently pressed his lips against hers. She sighed and brushed her breasts against his chest as they shared a long, slow, deep kiss. Heat coiled in her belly. She closed her fingers around his thick cock when he finally lifted his head. He looked at her. ―I want your cock again,‖ she whispered in a small, shamed voice. He leaned away from her, a pleased but surprised look on his handsome face. ―Are you sure?‖ She nodded. ―Yes…only this time, I want you…‖ She stretched out on her belly with her legs spread apart. Glancing at him over her shoulder, she placed her hands on her ass and gently parted her cheeks. ―here.‖

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He sucked in his breath. ―There? In your ass?‖ ―Yes.‖ His warm palms replaced her hands, massaging her flesh. ―Are you sure?‖ Recalling how she‘d felt when Hawk mentioned it, she nodded. ―Yes. Will you take me there?‖ He gently squeezed her ass cheeks. ―Yes. I will.‖ He eased a finger against her puckered hole. She tensed and closed her eyes. His warm, firm lips rained kisses against her bottom while he probed her anal opening with a finger. She bit her lip when it pierced her ass. ―Relax,‖ he told her. ―Thanks for the sweet invitation, but you‘re not ready to have anal sex with me yet.‖ He withdrew his finger and pressed a last kiss against each cheek. She rolled onto her back, opening her legs in a wanton invitation she hoped he wouldn‘t be able to resist. ―Why not?‖ He gave her an enigmatic smile, revealing even, white teeth. ―Because I‘ll want it more than once, and you need to rest and to soak away your soreness.‖ ―But I‘m no longer sore.‖

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―Yes, you are. I‘ve masked the soreness, but it‘s still there.‖ He stroked his hands over her breasts. ―Go soak and relax. Tomorrow, I will take your anal virginity.‖ He frowned and shook his head. ―Maybe it would be better if Hawk had you first…to open you up and prepare you for me.‖ A jolt of hot lust shot through her at the thought of experiencing both Hawk‘s dick and his cock up her rear passage. He pinched her nipples. ―You like the idea?‖ ―Yes…oh, yes.‖ She moistened her lips. ―I‘m becoming so…banal and…common.‖ ―Oh, no, Sierra. It‘s as natural for a woman to long for cock as it is for a man to hunger for pussy.‖ ―Do you…hunger for pussy?‖ ―I hunger for yours,‖ he told her. Pleased, she smiled at him. He pressed a long, warm kiss against her lips and then lifted her into his arms. She linked her arms around his neck. He carried her to the garden bath and lowered her body into the warm, soothing water. She looked up at him as he straightened. ―Join me?‖

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He shook his head. ―If I join you, it would be so I can ram my cock into your pussy and fuck you hard until you come.‖ She parted her legs. ―I‘d love that.‖ ―Maybe so, but your body wouldn‘t. I‘ll return tomorrow.‖ ―But I‘m here now.‖ She turned and smiled as Hawk, still naked and semi erect stepped from behind a tree. Thorn narrowed his gaze. Sierra bit her lip. Was he about to send Hawk away? Hawk paused next to Thorn. ―She doesn‘t mean anything to you, but you know how I feel about her. Please let me stay with her.‖ Thorn turned to look at her. Sierra nodded. ―Please…let him stay.‖ Without a word, Thorn turned and walked back into her bedchamber. Hawk stood looking after him, a frown on his handsome face. Feeling cum and pussy juice seeping along one of her thighs, Sierra‘s lust rose. She parted her legs in the bath. ―Hawk?‖ Hawk joined her in the warm water, facing her. ―Hello beautiful.‖ She smiled, reaching out to stroke his cock. ―Why did you leave?‖ He shrugged. ―I didn‘t want to watch you enjoying his cock.‖

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Sierra‘s cheeks burned. ―I didn‘t mean to—‖ ―It‘s all right.‖ He caressed her cheek. ―You‘d already given me the best gift possible. I can‘t get greedy and jealous because you enjoy mating with him. He‘s had years of experience rutting.‖ ―I do enjoy mating with him but with you…there‘s something extra.‖ ―Really?‖ She nodded. ―Oh, yes, Hawk.‖ He kneeled between her thighs. Sierra smiled. ―Who knew how very addictive your cock could be, Hawk.‖ ―Nice cock?‖ ―Yes!‖ He moved closer. ―Touch me.‖ His cock felt warm and moist against her fingers. Leaning forward, she kissed his chest and shoulders while slowly pumping his cock. He quickly hardened and lengthened. ―You‘re ready,‖ she said in a pleased voice. ―Are you?‖ She pressed him against her slit. He thrust his hips forward. His dick, hard and thick shot into Sierra‘s wet pussy. ―Oooh…‖ Sierra moaned with pleasure and linked her arms around his neck.

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―You‘ve developed quite a hunger for cock in a single day,‖ he teased. ―Yes,‖ she pushed her hips forward to swallow Hawk‘s thickness. By the Goddess that felt good. She closed her eyes and clung to Hawk as her best friend gave her a slow, sensuous, utterly delectable fuck she felt all the way down to her curled toes and arched back. Even as she responded to Hawk with a mindless hunger, mixed with a growing intimate affection, her thoughts strayed to Thorn. That ended when Hawk fucked her to a quick orgasm.

When Sierra stepped out of her bath the next morning, she found Caronae waiting in her chambers. She cast her toweling robe aside and slipped a clean, fragrant one–piece leisure suit over her body. Then she raced across the chamber to fling her arms around Caronae‘s neck. ―Thank you! Thank you!‖ She kissed Caronae‘s cheeks several times before waltzing away from her. ―I‘m surprised to find you in such a good mood. I expected to have to deal with a storm of tears and recriminations along with tales of woe of how Thorn is tearing you apart and how his mating is interfering with your music.‖ She turned from the garden view to look at Caronae. ―Oh, Caronae! Why didn‘t you tell me?‖ ―Why didn‘t I tell you what?‖ ―How…wonderful mating could be.‖

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Caronae widened her gaze. ―You mean you enjoyed it?‖ She nodded. ―Yes, oh, yes. It hurts, but it‘s the most incredible and wondrous pain.‖ She wrapped her arms around her body. ―I can‘t wait for him to come to me today.‖ Suppressing a smile, she thought of sucking Hawk‘s cock earlier that morning. Caronae sighed. ―This news is unexpected…and not entirely welcome.‖ Sierra frowned. ―Not entirely…I thought you‘d be pleased.‖ Caronae shook her head. ―The sooner you are ready to fulfill your pledge, the sooner Her Highness will pledge you to Drakon…and the sooner I will lose you.‖ Sierra swallowed hard. Caronae wasn‘t given to displays of emotions, but Sierra had been entrusted to her care from the moment of her birth. Although they often butted heads, Sierra felt more affection for Caronae than she did for her mother, Aquee, who had never spent much time with her. She hurried across the chamber to hug her mentor. ―But you‘re coming with me, Caronae!‖ She drew away from Sierra to study her face. ―You want me to accompany you? I didn‘t dare hope…‖ ―Of course I do! It‘s bad enough I have to leave everything I know and love behind, but I won‘t leave you as well.‖

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Caronae closed her eyes briefly. ―The Goddess be praised.‖ She sighed. ―I‘m to see Her Highness this afternoon to give her an update on your progress. What shall I tell her?‖ ―That all is going well. That should please her.‖ Caronae hesitated. ―I will tell her…you will require additional time.‖ Sierra closed her lips over a quick protest. ―I do have much to learn from him. He‘s going to teach me the art of anal mating.‖ ―That will be painful.‖ She shrugged. ―I‘m looking forward to it.‖ ―He must also teach you other ways to arouse Drakon…with your mouth. That will take time. Don‘t rush. You must be very skillful when you mate with Drakon. I‘m told this Thorn produces copious amounts of seed. If you‘re lucky, he‘ll impregnate you so by the time you are pledged to Drakon, the next heir to our combined kingdoms will already be in your belly.‖ Or, if the Goddess was really kind, she‘d arrive at her new home with Hawk‘s baby growing inside her. ―Once you produce two females, you will be free to take a lover…Thorn if you so desire.‖ She smiled, pleased at the thought that even now, some of Hawk‘s seed might be alive and well in her body, swimming in search of an egg to fertilize. ―I

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would much prefer someone other than Drakon sire my firstborn. Any offspring of Thorn‘s will be powerful and worthy to rule one day.‖ As would Hawk‘s but she didn‘t dare reveal she and Hawk had been intimate. Caronae inclined her head. ―May the Goddess grant a hearing ear.‖

Thorn bolted awake and into a sitting position. Drawing on an inner strength he was slowly learning to channel, he struggled to recall the disturbing dream that had interrupted his sleep. After a long, frustrating interval, he admitted defeat. He lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. It had taken over a year, but he felt certain the secrets of his past and his identify were just a few dreams away. A few dreams away? Or a few kisses away? Had the embers of memory begun when he first kissed or became intimate with Sierra? He wasn‘t sure which was true, but each time they had some type of physical contact, whether it be a kiss, a caress, or a fuck, another tiny fragment of his memory seemed to crystallize. Was it possible that within her kiss lay all the answers he sought? He frowned. If his memory could be restored so easily, why had he awakened on this world with an irresolute conviction that he must not allow anyone to kiss him? Why was he plagued by the certainty that it was vital to

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recover his memory as quickly as possible? Yet he had done nothing to help the process along. At the very least, he could have insisted Mila reveal where she‘d found him and under what circumstances. He knew he had the power to bend her will to his. Instead of taking charge of their relationship and freeing himself, he had allowed her to rent him out as a rutting slave for well over a year. Why hadn‘t he utilized the wealth of power he sensed he possessed? He had many questions and concerns, but few answers. At the moment, he felt a pressing need of another kind. He slid a hand down his body to cup his cock. It was erect and aching. His need to come overwhelmed him. He knew where he might begin his search for his past, as well as experience a level of pleasure he couldn‘t ever remember knowing. He slid his hand down over his balls, savoring the thought of another, smaller, softer, warm brown hand caressing him. A shudder shook his body. An ache twisted his stomach into knots. He felt dizzy and confused. What was happening to him? Was it possible after all this time he was falling in love? No! He had no time for such mundane pursuits as falling in love. Surrendering his heart to another was not in his nature or his calling. And yet what but love could explain his physical and emotional hunger for Sierra? He feared what felt like an incessant craving for her was inappropriate to one in his position.

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One in his position? He frowned. At present he was a rutter with nothing more pressing to accomplish than to prepare Sierra to become the mate of another man. All these delusions of grandeur aside, he wanted and needed her. There would be time to wrestle with his elusive memory later—after he held her soft, warm body in his arms and buried his cock deep within the tight, honeyed depths of the pussy that had surely been formed to give him the most exquisite pleasure any man could bear. He rose, bathed, pulled on a pair of pants, and went to Sierra‘s chambers. The doors slid open for him and he entered, eager to feel his heart race at the first sight of her. Finding her chamber empty, he made his way toward her private garden. She and Hawk lay at opposite ends of the jet bath with their eyes closed, dozing. He suspected Hawk had fucked her. He frowned, then dismissed the sudden flash of jealousy. Hawk‘s dick might have been the appetizer, but his cock would be Sierra‘s main course. It was time he reminded them both that she belonged to him. He stripped off his pants and slipped into the big, warm tub with them.

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Chapter Six

Sierra opened her eyes. A wide smile spread across her face when she saw Thorn standing in the middle of the bath. She lifted her hand. ―There you are! I was just dreaming of you.‖ Her gaze moved down his chest, over his tight abs, to the huge cock jutting in front of his big, sculptured body. She moistened her lips and parted her legs. ―I‘m ready for you.‖ He kneeled in front of her, cupping her breasts in his palms. He moved his hips forward, bringing his cock to rest at her entrance. A shiver of anticipation ran through her. She linked her arms around his neck and wiggled her hips. ―Put it inside me,‖ she whispered. He glanced at the sleeping Hawk. ―Are you sure?‖ She nodded. ―We‘ve talked. He knows you and I need…he understands that…he understands.‖ He trailed one hand down her body to slip between her legs. She sighed softly as his fingers probed her aching flesh, testing her readiness for him.

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―I‘m not just wet and ready for you, Thorn. I‘m…eager to mate with you. Slide it inside me and assuage my ache. Please.‖ She blushed at her shameless hunger for him even after mating with Hawk. He smiled and caressed her breasts. ―There‘s no need for embarrassment. I share your ache and your need.‖ ―Then take me.‖ He thrust gently forward. The big head of his cock parted her outer lips and slipped inside her. ―Hmmm,‖ she closed her eyes and surged forward. Several inches of his cock slid inside her. ―Oh…oh, yes.‖ His warm, hungry lips pressed against hers. Tightening her arms around his neck, she pushed her hips forward, moaning with delight as the rest of his cock invaded and conquered her pussy. As he began to slowly fuck her, he suddenly turned in the bath so that his back rested against the back of the bath. Moments later, big hands stroked down her body to her waist. Opening her eyes, she turned to look over her shoulder. Behind her, Hawk leaned close to kiss her lips. She opened her mouth to accept his kiss and his tongue. Hawk slipped his hands between her body and Thorn‘s to cup her breasts.

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She closed her eyes again and surrendered to the wonder of Thorn‘s hard cock sliding in and out of her with increasing vigor and power. Despite her awkward position, she relished the joy of having Thorn inside her while Hawk kissed her lips and pinched her nipples and breasts. At one point she felt Hawk‘s shaft surge against her ass. She pulled her lips away from his. ―Hawk?‖ ―I‘ll be gentle, sherica,‖ he promised. ―I don‘t think—‖ Still sliding in and out of her, Thorn reached back and parted her cheeks. She turned to stare at him. ―I don‘t think—‖ ―Don‘t think. Feel.‖ He pulled her cheeks further apart. Something warm and wet trickled down her crack to her hole moments before Hawk slowly inserted a finger in her ass. ―This will make it easier to take me, sherica.‖ ―Oh!‖ She twisted her head around. Reclaiming her lips, Hawk slipped his finger in and out of her rear. After a moment‘s tenseness, she relaxed. Hawk sucked her tongue into his mouth while slipping a second finger in her rear. She pulled away from his mouth. ―Oh…‖

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―Does it hurt, sherica?‖ ―A little.‖ He kissed her shoulders. ―Shall I stop?‖ ―No…just be gentle.‖ He nipped her shoulder. ―Get ready.‖ She tensed then gasped in pain as he eased the big head of his hard length into her ass. ―Relax,‖ Thorn urged. She turned to look at him. ―That‘s easy for you to say. You don‘t have two big cocks stretching your channels to the bursting point!‖ Both men laughed. Moments later, they both pushed into her. ―Oh…oooh…‖ she arched into Thorn, which drove his cock deeper inside her. Behind her, Hawk bit into her shoulder and eased more of himself into her rear. He whispered softly of her beauty and the passion she inspired in him as he eased in and out of her rear. Thorn held himself still, allowing her to acclimate herself to having Hawk‘s cock in her ass. The sensation of having them both inside her combined with Hawk‘s verbal lovemaking heightened her passion. Her discomfort abated with each movement. With her head tossed back, she closed her eyes. The sensation of having two lovers inside her sent chills all through her. Feeling as if she were floating outside

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her body, she clung to Thorn while Hawk started to grunt with pleasure as he slid in and out of her anal cavity. Thorn reclaimed her lips and sent his cock sliding deep into her pussy. Hawk paused and when Thorn withdrew all but the end of his shaft, he eased back inside her. She tensed, fearful of the pain returning when they both shoved inside her at the same time. Mindful of her pleasure, they coordinated their movements. Soon, they fucked her with a slow, steady rhythm that left her gasping with a surprised delight. Her climax quickly built in the pit of her belly. It spread down to her pussy. With Thorn‘s tongue in her mouth, his cock slicing in and out of her, while Hawk rolled her nipples between his fingers, she cried out, and shattered. Her release left her lethargic, but happy. Holding her between them, her two lovers continued fucking her until first Thorn exploded inside her. Seconds later, Hawk blasted his seed in her ass. Then both men eased out of her. It was Thorn who pressed a gentle kiss against her lips and lifted her in his arms. She turned her head for a quick kiss from Hawk before linking her arms around Thorn‘s neck.

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He cradled her close and stepped out of the tub with her. Hawk stepped out of the bath and caressed her ass. ―Are you all right, sherica?‖ Enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, she felt almost as if she were floating. She couldn‘t ever recall a more euphoric feeling. ―I‘ve never been better,‖ she admitted. Hawk smiled at her. ―Neither have I.‖ Thorn looked at Hawk. ―Will you be joining us?‖ ―Yes.‖ Pleased, Sierra pressed her cheek against Thorn‘s chest and closed her eyes. He carried her into her chambers and set her on her feet by the mating swing. After drying them both off, he adjusted the height of the seat, and then put her in it so she sat facing him with her legs parted wide and her ass cheeks protruding through two leather openings. She caught her breath. ―What are you going to do to me?‖ ―At the moment? Nothing. Take a few minutes to recharge yourself. I want a word with Hawk.‖ She grabbed his hand as he turned from her. ―Don‘t send him away!‖ He shook his head. ―I won‘t. I just want to talk to him.‖

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She released his hand and watched with a frown as he and Hawk stepped out into her private garden. A feeling of languidness overrode the temptation to cross her chamber to listen to their conversation.

Thorn considered Hawk in silence. How much should he confide in the male he viewed as a rival? ―You‘re in love with her.‖ Hawk shrugged. ―Why is that important to you? You‘ll be out of her life very soon.‖ Thorn ruthlessly dismissed the bleak ache Hawk‘s words conjured in him. ―It‘s because I won‘t be around for much longer I want to make sure of your feelings for her. She‘s going to need you to help her make the adjustment to her new life.‖ He watched as Hawk‘s jaw clenched. ―My time with her won‘t be any longer than yours. Once she leaves Bluhari…I‘ll never seen her again—except maybe at State functions. I certainly won‘t have the unfettered access to her I have now.‖ ―You‘ll go with her.‖ ―The only reason I have access to her is that I‘ve spent the last ten years pretending I prefer men. If her Highness knew my true sexual preference…‖ He shook his head. ―I‘m spending my last days with her.‖ ―You‘ll be allowed to accompany her.‖

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Hawk stared at him, frowning. ―I almost believe you. Who are you?‖ Thorn shrugged. ―Maybe I‘ll let you know when I do. Until then, there‘s a lovely, passionate woman waiting for us.‖ ―You know I don‘t like sharing her with you.‖ ―I could say the same, but what would be the point? She loves you.‖ Hawk sighed. ―I‘m afraid she loves you more.‖ ―Love? She‘s discovered the passionate nature she‘s been hiding for years. And you were the one fortunate enough to first ignite it. She loves you. She has a physical desire for me, but that‘s not love.‖ ―It‘s more than physical.‖ Thorn sucked in a breath. ―It would be better for her if it‘s not. Now let‘s go inside.‖ He turned. Hawk gripped his arm. He turned back to face the other male. ―What is it?‖ ―Do you love her?‖ ―Love is not something I…‖ He shook his head. ―Her heart and her future lie with you.‖ ―She‘s promised to Drakon.‖ ―I know, but her future happiness lies with you. Now, she‘s waiting.‖ Hawk sighed. ―But for which one of us?‖

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―Let‘s give her what she wants. Both of us.‖ Hawk nodded. ―Okay.‖

Sierra woke in the mating swing to find a naked and aroused Thorn standing between her thighs. Hawk stood at her side, caressing her breasts. Like Thorn, he was nude and erect. Looking up into his eyes, she felt a warm glow. She reached for his hand. As he bent to brush his warm lips against hers, she felt two of Thorn‘s fingers sliding along her pussy. He moved his hands around her body to caress her buttocks. ―You have a lovely ass.‖ She dragged her mouth away from Hawk‘s to look at Thorn, her heart racing. The thought of anal sex with Thorn excited her. And yet part of her wanted to keep that as something which belonged to her and Hawk alone. She shook her head. Noting the quick look he and Hawk exchanged, she frowned. ―I‘m sore. I don‘t think I can take you there.‖ ―Or you‘d rather keep that for Hawk?‖ Her cheeks burned. ―I...I...‖ He stroked her cheek. ―Never mind. You‘re both entitled.‖

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She glanced at Hawk. The tender look in his gaze warmed her all over. Thorn‘s big hands gently parted her cheeks. Hawk smiled at her as he covered his dick with the lube and then pressed several fingers full of lube inside her anus. The cool lube, quickly warmed as Hawk eased his fingers in and out of her. Within moments, Sierra‘s bottom felt warm and ready to welcome Hawk‘s hard shaft again. She wiggled in the seat. Hawk‘s lips pressed against her face, near her ear. ―Are you ready, sherica?‖ Sherica. She had never heard a sweeter word. ―Yes,‖ she whispered. With Thorn holding her cheeks apart, Hawk moved close behind her. Sierra felt Hawk rubbing his length against her tight hole. Then with a sigh, Hawk pushed forward. ―Oooh,‖ Sierra moaned as Hawk slipped inside her. Standing between her legs, Thorn stepped closer until his chest pressed against her breasts and his cock pulsed along the length of her pussy lips. Sierra stared at him, her lips parted, her eyes wide. To have them both... Hawk‘s hands slid between her body and Thorn‘s to cup over her breasts. Then he surged forward. As Hawk‘s cock took slow possession of her bottom, Sierra sank her teeth into her bottom lip. Thorn‘s lips covered hers, swallowed her gasp of pain and sucked her tongue into his mouth.

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Moaning against Thorn‘s sweet, demanding lips, Sierra closed her hands around his waist, urging him closer until the length of his cock pressed along the length of her wet folds. Hawk‘s hands gently squeezed her breasts as he eased the last few inches of himself in Sierra‘s bottom. ―By the Goddess, this is so sweet,‖ Hawk whispered against her ear. Hawk slowly eased in and out of her ass. Pain tinged with fleeting jolts of pleasure fought for dominance in her bottom. Pressing long, drugging kisses against her parted lips, Thorn drew his cock along her slit as he rubbed her clit. She slide her hands down his body to his taut ass and held the hard, twin mounds of flesh against her palms. He shuddered against her and she decided he liked having her hands on him. What else would he like? She pulled her lips from him and kissed her way across his collar bone before licking and kissing her way down his chest. Hawk‘s dick sliding in and out of her bottom started to feel much nicer. The edge of pain fled in the face of mounting delight. Being sandwiched between two demanding lovers with her bottom full and her pussy lips parted by a hot cock was too delicious. Thorn lifted her chin and lowered his head, reclaiming her mouth. He kissed her with enough hunger to make her pussy tingle. There was something almost

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magical about his kiss. Each time she felt his lips move on or over hers, something wonderful and timeless happened to her heart. Pressing one hand between their bodies, she closed her fingers around the base of his shaft. She squeezed and tugged up and down the hard length in time with Hawk‘s now forceful lunges into her bottom. Thorn thrust his hips forward. She slipped her other hand below his cock to cup his heavy balls. Eager to feel their contents spilling over her fingers, she again dragged her lips from his and closed them over one of his nipples. She flicked her tongue along the small, dark nub. Delight sliced through her as it pebbled under her tongue. ―Ahhh.‖ The sound of masculine contentment heightened her own satisfaction. She sucked at his nipples, and massaged and squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles. ―Ahhh.‖ He shuddered and slipped his hands down her body to hold her still. He thrust her hips backwards, pushing her ass onto Hawk‘s thick dick. She gasped and the world around her blew apart, and then quickly rained down on her in a riot of microscopic, very satisfied pieces.

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She came so hard, her juices seeped from her pussy. Squeezing his cock and balls, she slumped against Thorn‘s chest. He grunted and she felt his seed erupting from his cock inside her. Behind her, Hawk bit into her shoulder and pinched her breasts hard as he emptied his seed deep in Sierra‘s now sore ass. Hawk eased out of her bottom with a long, low grunt. ―Oooh.‖ Sierra released Thorn to reach back to massage her bottom. Thorn lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. They sprawled on their sides, facing each other. Hawk pressed a light kiss against Sierra‘s shoulder. ―I‘ll leave you alone with him,‖ he whispered. Sierra nodded and sighed with pleasure when Thorn pulled her into his arms to cuddle her close to him. He stroked his hands down her back and shoulders. She smiled and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. She had never expected to feel this strange need for any man. To feel it for two felt like part blessing part curse. Music had been the driving force of her life. Nothing had been allowed to overshadow the time and energy she spent composing and performing her various compositions. Lying in Thorn‘s arms, feeling very satisfied and content, she realized that she had not thought of her music once since those first sweet hours with him. And Hawk.

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Between the two of them, they had helped her experience many of the emotions she had often written about but never expected to feel. The thought of having any other man, like Drakon, inside her created a new furor of rebellion. Why should she give up Hawk or Thorn even for a moment while she mated with Drakon in the hope of bearing a child who would rule their combined lands? Why should she mate with Drakon at all when she wanted Thorn and Hawk? She lifted her head and looked up at him. ―Who are you?‖ She stroked her fingers over his cheek. ―Do you know?‖ ―Yes.‖ His answer surprised her. ―Who are you?‖ ―I am…Thorn…‖ ―A healer?‖ She reached around her body to capture one of his big hands. She sensed a measure of power in him. His touch elicited pure pleasure and excitement. He sighed. ―I don‘t know…I think I am…but I don‘t know for certain.‖ ―How did you come to be on Bluhari?‖ He frowned. ―I don‘t know.‖ ―But you are from Telmira?‖ She asked of a neighboring planet. He hesitated. ―I think I am.‖

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―Well, it doesn‘t matter. All that matters is this.‖ Pressing herself against his cock, she urged him onto his back. Sprawling on the expanse of his chest, she smiled down at him and pressed her lips against his. He made a small, incoherent sound, cupped a big hand over the back of her head, and they shared a series of long, slow delicious kisses. They bit and nibbled at each other‘s lips, allowed their tongues to dance and mate as they explored each other‘s mouths, and willingly surrendered their hearts on an altar comprised partly of unbridled lust and partly of a love and need neither had ever felt. The probing, magical kisses they shared possessed such power and depth, they both groaned and came without any vaginal penetration. As she shuddered against him with her pussy flooding, she felt his cock twitching before his cum jetted against her body. She lay gasping against his lips for several moments, before she lifted her head and stared down at him. ―What was that? What just happened between us?‖ He opened his green eyes. Although he appeared to look at her, his gaze was unfocused. She touched his cheek. ―Thorn? Thorn are you all right? Thorn…‖

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Chapter Seven

On another planet, Thorn and another tall, green–eyed male, accompanied by a tall, dark skinned woman holding a crystal in her hand, ran through a dense forest toward a cave. The Cave of Journeying. Inside the cave, whirling mists greeted them. The woman turned to him. ―My crystal is not yet active!‖ Thorn held panic at bay. Only an active woman crystal would ensure safe passage from Telmira to another world. ―Rutledge, you two are healers. You can cast a healing aura around us. Perhaps if we hold hands and jump together, we‘ll survive.‖ With the sounds of approaching pursuit, they joined hands, and jumped into the mists. They were immediately caught up in a riot of colors and sounds...and then…nothing. Nothing…until he woke up on Bluhari. Thorn blinked, focused his gaze, and looked up into Sierra‘s worried face. ―Thorn? What‘s wrong?‖ He stroked his hands down her back. ―I…I was remembering…part of who I am…‖

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―Really?‖ She slid off him and sat against the back of her bed. He sat up and rested beside her in a similar position. ―What did you remember?‖ He shook his head. ―I‘m not sure.‖ He turned to look at her. ―I‘m not sure of much of anything except that when I‘m with you…when we kiss…my memory is triggered.‖ He touched her lips. ―The secret of my past is locked within the magic of your kiss.‖ She shook her head. ―It‘s not my kiss that‘s magic. It‘s yours.‖ ―What difference does it make whose kiss is magic? You can restore my memory.‖ He cupped her face and bent his head. The chamber doors opened. He released her and gazed toward the door. A tall, shapely woman with dark skin and long hair stood there. Sierra draped a cover over her body. ―Sorenia! What‘s wrong?‖ Thorn made no effort to cover his erection and he noted Sierra‘s sister‘s gaze resting on his cock for several moments before she finally spoke. ―I need to talk to you.‖ ―About what?‖ She cast a quick look at Thorn. ―It‘s private.‖ ―Okay. Just let me…finish here and—‖

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―Finish?‖ Thorn watched Sorenia toss her head, sending her long, dark hair twirling around her bare shoulders. ―I need to talk to you now, Sierra.‖ ―Now?‖ ―Yes. I thought you‘d welcome the interruption.‖ Sorenia‘s dark eyes raked over them. ―But maybe I was wrong. You look like you‘re enjoying being with him and having his…weapon inside you.‖ Thorn turned his head in time to watch Sierra‘s long lashes sweep down to conceal the expression in her eyes. After a long moment, she met his gaze briefly. ―This is my sister, Sorenia.‖ He nodded. ―You two are very alike.‖ She needs to talk to me. Would you leave us alone?‖ Thorn‘s immediate reaction was to refuse. He wanted to fuck Sierra again, but a sudden, inner voice whispered to him. Younger siblings should be cherished and protected. He nodded and rose. ―Of course.‖ She caught his hand as he started to turn away. ―Don‘t go far.‖ He squeezed her hand and smiled. ―Will you wait in the garden?‖ ―Yes.‖ He stroked her cheek and left the chamber.

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Sierra rose from the bed and crossed the room to look at Sorenia. ―What‘s wrong?‖ Sierra bit her lip. ―It‘s Ren.‖ ―What about him?‖ ―He...came to my chamber last night and...‖ ―And what?‖ Sorenia sucked in a breath. ―He...rubbed my pussy and when I didn‘t stop him...he put me on the bed and...put his fingers in me...he made me...feel very strange...then he climbed on top of me and...put his...weapon in me.‖ Sierra narrowed her gaze. ―He hurt you?‖ ―Yes...no!‖ Sorenia bit her lip. ―I think I...kind of...liked it after awhile...while he lay on me...he kept pushing it in deeper and deeper and he moved his mouth on my nipples, and then he made me feel very strange between my legs...‖ ―You liked it?‖ Sorenia bent her head, allowing her hair to cover her cheeks. ―I don‘t know...but he did...he kept kissing my lips, touching my pussy, and whispering all kinds of indecent things in my ears.‖ ―What kind of things?‖ Sorenia shook her head. Sierra put a hand under her chin to lift her face. ―You can tell me, Renia.‖

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―He...he said I had the best pussy he‘d ever had and it made him very happy to be a man and that it made his cock happy.‖ ―How did you respond?‖ ―I didn‘t know what to say because all the time he was whispering to me, he was pushing his weapon deeper into me...making the muscles in my belly tighten and my pussy flood...he put his hands under my ass and rutted into me until I couldn‘t stop shaking or making strange...moaning noises...oh, Sierra...I think I...he says he‘s coming back to fuck me again and...‖ ―And you‘re afraid?‖ ―I...‖ She sucked in a breath. ―He says he‘s going to fuck me until I like it.‖ ―Oh, Renia. I‘m so sorry.‖ ―So am I...because I think...I...like it...‖ Sierra pushed the hair away from Sorenia‘s cheeks. ―Then what‘s wrong?‖ ―He made me feel very strange...I‘m an athlete...I shouldn‘t like cock but my pussy gets hot and wet every time I think about him walking toward me naked.‖ Sierra smiled and hugged her sister. ―I think that we‘re both going to have to learn how to deal with being sensual women who enjoy cock while retaining our other passions.‖ Sorenia looked up at her. ―You like cock too?‖

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―I don‘t know if I like cock in general or if I just like Hawk and Thorn‘s cock.‖ Sorenia‘s lips parted. ―You‘ve had both their cocks in you?‖ She nodded. ―It hurt at first but now I like...I love it and wouldn‘t want to give it up. It‘s okay for us to like it, Renia.‖

In Sierra‘s private garden, Thorn slid into the bath and closed his eyes. Within moments, he was asleep and dreaming. Thorn and two others, a male and a woman were being chased through a forest. Even as he ran, he wondered why he did. Why didn‘t he stop, turn to face their pursuers, lift his right hand, and stop them with the power at his disposal? Instead, he fled inside the cave and… ―Thorn? Thorn, wake up.‖ He groaned and opened his eyes. Sierra had joined him in the bath. A worried frown marred her beautiful face. ―Sierra?‖ ―You were having a nightmare. Someone was chasing you.‖ She touched his cheek. ―Are you all right?‖ ―Kiss me.‖ ―Thorn?‖

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Determined not to allow the dream to fade away, he pulled her close, cupped a hand over the back of her head, and pressed his lips against hers. As he kissed her, instead of totally surrendering to his need for her, as he usually did, he channeled his energies. While allowing his body to lose itself in the delight of her lips, he kept a firm grip on his mind. The dream, which had begun to dissipate, solidified briefly. He lifted his mouth from Sierra‘s, released her, and sank back against the bath, breathing deep to help retain the memory. He must have been injured and separated from the other two during their unauthorized jump through the mists in the Cave of Journeying. The woman had been kind and aided in their escape. Although his present situation was not much of an improvement over the one he had fled on Telmira, he owed her a lot. If the opportunity presented itself, he would have to do everything he could to repay her. He frowned. More pressing, was the need to locate the male who he suspected was important to him. Soft hands rested on his shoulders. ―Thorn? What is it? Don‘t shut me out. Let me share whatever you‘re feeling.‖ He opened his eyes and took her in his arms, settling her body against his. ―I have vague memories of fleeing from Telmira with someone…two other people. I don‘t know how we came to be separated or what happened to them.‖

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He must have been unsuccessful in hiding his despair because she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. ―What happened to you?‖ ―I don‘t know. All I can remember is waking up here in the desert with Mila and other women fucking themselves on me. Before that…‖ He frowned and closed his eyes. ―I think…I think she found me in front of one of the portals.‖ ―Portals? What portals?‖ He opened his eyes and looked at her. ―They‘re all over the galaxy.‖ ―What are you talking about, Thorn?‖ ―Travel portals…do you call them something different here?‖ ―Travel portals? We use space ships and personal capsules for travel. I‘ve heard on your home planet that the women travel by means of crystals. Is that what you mean?‖ ―No. Surely you know of the portals.‖ ―Oh. You mean spaceports. There‘s only one on Bluhari.‖ ―No, I don‘t mean spaceports. I mean portals that allow you to travel anywhere in the known galaxies.‖ ―We don‘t have any of those. ― ―Perhaps you call them gateways.‖ ―We don‘t have any of those either. Galaxy travel requires a deep space cruiser.‖

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―No, it doesn‘t and I know you have portals because I‘ve felt them.‖ She frowned. ―Felt them? Don‘t you mean seen them?‖ ―No.‖ He hesitated. ―They‘re not visible to the naked, untrained eye.‖ She shook her head. ―Then how would one know they were there?‖ ―One feels the energy they generate.‖ ―I have no idea what you‘re talking about.‖ He stared at her and sighed. ―It doesn‘t matter now. All that matters is the return of my memory. I need to meditate and begin the healing process.‖ ―What healing process?‖ ―I don‘t know!‖ He shook his head. ―I didn‘t mean to snap. My memories are starting to return. I need to be alone to tap into my inner soul song.‖ ―Your soul song? Are you Willoni?‖ ―Willoni are generally women and serve a Goddess. My sovereign is not female.‖ ―Then what are you? Who are you? Who do you serve?‖ ―I need to be alone to discover the answers to those and other questions.‖ She shook her head. ―First you tell me the secret of your past is locked within my kiss then you tell me you need to be alone. Please don‘t shut me out, Thorn.‖

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He lifted her hand to his lips. ―It was your kiss that unlocked the gateway to my memories. But the journey to reclaim my identity must be made alone.‖ ―But I want to share everything with you.‖ He wanted that as well, but he was beginning to fear that would not be possible. He stroked her cheek and rose. ―I will return after I have begun the healing process.‖ She stared up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. ―Okay.‖ He stepped out of the water, picked up a towel, and walked back into her bedchamber. He dried off and pulled on his pants. Back in the chambers he had been given in Aquee‘s palace, he sank into a chair, closed his eyes. Rocking from side to side, he hummed a soft, tuneless melody that helped summon the healing powers of his soul song, which help shape who and what he was. Soon, he was lost in memories of an ancient desert world where a vengeful Willoni Goddess, angered that a rival had won the affection and devotion of an eternal, but fallible God she coveted had cast a powerful, invasive spell over him and all those who pledged allegiance to him. Feeling drained, Thorn opened his eyes. The sun had set and only a pale light lit the interior of his bedchamber. ―Thorn?‖

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He turned his head. Sierra, dressed in a dark one–piece suit sat on his bed, watching him. ―Thorn, you‘ve been rocking and humming for hours. I tried to rouse you, but I couldn‘t. I was afraid. Are you all right?‖ He rose and stretched, feeling some of the tension in his shoulders dissipating. He smiled and crossed the room to sit on the side of the bed next to her. ―I‘m sorry you were worried. My memory has been tampered with and I needed a deep cleansing to initiate the healing process that will begin the full restoration of my memory.‖ ―Who are the two people you fled Telmira with?‖ ―I don‘t know. Why do you ask?‖ ―From time to time when I touched you, you‘d start speaking…telling me what was happening to you. You told me about your flight to the Cave of Journeying on Telmira.‖ A ray of hope raced through him. ―Did I…tell you what happened after we jumped into the Mists of Aeolia?‖ ―Is that what they‘re called?‖ ―It‘s what we called them in the Blue Desert.‖ ―Which Blue Desert?‖ ―The only true Blue Desert which is on Denhari.‖

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―Denhari?‖ She frowned. ―That‘s a mythical place. We used to hear stories about it when I was a child.‖ ―Denhari was not…‖ He closed his eyes. ―It‘s no more of a myth than is Heoptin, the God Eternal.‖ ―Heoptin? If he ever existed, surely he‘s dead now.‖ He stared at her. ―He‘s an Eternal God. He can‘t die.‖ ―Then where is he?‖ He shook his head. ―There‘s still a lot I can‘t remember, but right now I have to find the two I fled Telmira with.‖ ―They‘re important to you?‖ ―Yes…especially the male…‖ ―Why especially him?‖ ―I don‘t know.‖ ―And the female? Is she important to you too?‖ ―I‘m not sure.‖ ―Is she why you refused to kiss anyone?‖ He shook his head. ―I don‘t know.‖ She placed the hand she held on her breasts. ―I hope she‘s not important to you.‖

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He caressed her breasts, pressing his lips against her neck. ―If she were…I can no longer remember.‖ She sighed. ―I hope you never forget me, Thorn.‖ His hand tightened on her breast, hurting her. ―I don‘t think that‘s possible.‖ He rose, lifted her to her feet, and undressed her. He took off his trousers and fondled his cock. Sitting on the bed with her, he slid his hand down her body. She lifted her top leg and sighed with satisfaction when two of his fingers pressed between her wet folds to stroke her pussy. She smiled and pressed her bottom back against his hard thighs. ―What else can you recall?‖ His stroking fingers stilled. ―The male…‖ ―What about him?‖ He shook his head. ―I don‘t know anything, except that I need you now.‖ ―I need you as well.‖ Turning her body, she sprawled between his legs and took his cock into her mouth. He groaned and closed his eyes as she cupped her hand over his balls and gave him a slow, sensuous suck that had him shooting jet after jet of cum into her mouth, all of which she swallowed. Giving his cock a final lick, she rose to kneel on her hands and knees. She glanced at him over one shoulder. ―Get the lube and take me. I‘m yours.‖

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Hands shaking, he reached for the tube lying on the table near his bed. Moments later, he kneeled behind her, parted her lovely cheeks, and eased his hips forward, slowly driving his cock into her warm, tight anal tunnel. She moaned and turned her head. He leaned over her back and they exchanged brief kisses as he gently fucked her ass until she cried out and came. Her anal contractions around his cock triggered his release, and using his weight to push her down onto her stomach, he stretched his body on top of hers, kissed her lips, and came, filling her ass with his seed. Later, after they had returned to her chambers and lay in a tangle of arms and legs exchanging languid kisses, a block of memory rushed at him with the force of a tidal wave. He stiffened and drew his lips away from hers. She stroked a hand down his back. ―What‘s the matter?‖ ―I remember who they are.‖ ―Who?‖ ―I think he‘s…my brother…my younger brother.‖ He bolted into a sitting position. ―Joshli!‖ She sat up and turned to face him. ―What is it?‖ ―I have to find him!‖ He slid out of bed and strolled across the chamber to the door.

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She ran after him. ―Thorn! Wait! Where are you going?‖ He stopped at the door and turned to look down at her. ―I‘m leaving. I have to find my brother. He‘s young and wherever he is, he needs me.‖ She clutched his hand. ―Have you forgotten you‘re not…you can‘t just leave?‖ Dark, dangerous highlights shot through his green eyes. ―What makes you think that?‖ ―What makes me think…you…you‘re…‖ She moistened her lips. ―You‘re a…you belong to Mila. Aquee won‘t allow you to leave.‖ His lips tightened. ―I am Rutledge Thorn Knightrose of the Crystal Falls.‖

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Sierra blinked at him, her heart racing with fear. There was a faraway look in his eyes. Had he already mentally left her? ―Thorn?‖ She touched his arm. ―Aquee won‘t allow you to leave.‖ ―I don‘t require her permission.‖ ―What?‖ ―Now that I know who I am, no one less powerful than an Heoptin High Priest or Supreme Healer can hold me against my will.‖ Standing there, staring up into his eyes, she sensed a power and majesty in him that far surpassed that which Aquee wield with such authority. ―You‘re from Telmira.‖ ―I was born on Denhari, under the Crystal Falls.‖ He frowned. ―A very long time ago.‖ She caught her breath. That explained why he was able to ignite this consuming passion in her where all others except Hawk had failed. ―Then it‘s true what is said about men of the Crystal Falls?‖ ―There are many things said about those born under The Falls.‖

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She blushed. ―I‘ve heard that you are fierce and insatiable lovers and can enslave a woman with but a single kiss…is that why you would never allow yourself to be kissed?‖ He touched her cheek. ―Perhaps, Sierra. But I must go now.‖ ―Will you come back?‖ He closed his eyes briefly, rocking slightly from side to side. When he looked down at her again, the regret she saw in his gaze gave her an answer before he spoke. ―I can‘t always foresee things that relate to me personally.‖ ―Then you‘ll be back?‖ He sighed. ―I don‘t know if that‘ll be possible.‖ She gasped, feeling as if a dagger had been plunged through her heart. The thought of never seeing him again…never experiencing again the fire he ignited in her blood…never knowing the insatiable pleasure his huge cock plunging into her pussy brought didn‘t bear thinking about. She had thought nothing could compare to her passion for her music. Nothing had until her need and hunger for this tall, handsome male relegated her music to a secondary place in her life. Her thoughts turned briefly toward Hawk. How could the Goddess be so unmerciful to deny her the comfort and joy of having either of the two males she longed for by her side? ―If you can‘t come back, I‘ll come with you.‖

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A warm smile lit up his dark green gaze. He touched her face with a gentle caress. ―I don‘t know where I‘m going.‖ ―I don‘t care where you‘re going. I‘ll go with you.‖ ―What of Hawk?‖ She sucked in a breath. ―We can take him with us.‖ He arched a brow. ―And what of your obligations to your people?‖ ―I will abdicate my position as next in line to Sorenia.‖ He narrowed his gaze. ―Is this something she would welcome?‖ ―No,‖ she admitted in a shamed voice. ―Younger siblings are to be protected and cherished. They are not to be used to further our own selfish longings. If they were, I would remain here to wrest your heart from Hawk and leave Joshli to whatever fate has befallen him.‖ ―I didn‘t say Hawk has my heart!‖ He caressed her breasts. ―But he does.‖ She bit her lip. ―I…do love him,‖ she admitted. ―But…I…love you too.‖ ―That is a sweet admission I‘ll cherish forever, Sierra.‖ ―But?‖ He sighed. ―I have to find my brother and you have to attend to your duties here. However sweet and desirable we might have found it, we were never meant to be together for more than a brief period in time, Sierra. That time has now past.‖

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―Why? Why does it have to be past?‖ ―Because I‘m an Heoptin Healer. The Healer‘s Oath includes a vow of celibacy that can only be waved during the month long Immaculate Feast of Bliss and Conception. ― ―You can only mate during one month a year?‖ He nodded. ―How can you…manage that?‖ ―I‘m a healer,‖ he said. ―I find joy and contentment is helping others.‖ ―What are you thinking?‖ She asked when he paused. ―That after these sweet days with you, living to heal others will be difficult at best.‖ ―Then stay with me.‖ He shook his head. ―It will be difficult, but once I find Joshli and spend time cleansing myself of the impurities caused by time as a rutter, I will regain the moral strength of purpose every successful healer needs. ―You can‘t just leave me, Thorn.‖ ―I‘m leaving you with a man who loves and adores you.‖ Tears pricked her eyes. ―I can‘t take Hawk with me.‖ ―You‘ll be able to take him with you.‖ ―I want you both,‖ she whispered.

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He sighed. ―That‘s not possible. Like you, I have other obligations I can‘t ignore. Though we‘ll never meet again, I‘ll carry your memory with me wherever I go. And when things are difficult and I need to summon my soul song for strength, I‘ll think of you with the fondest of memories and…affection.‖ Her heart ached. ―Please don‘t go without me. If you do, you‘ll condemn me to a life of misery, devoid of passion and happiness and filled with a hunger for what I shared with you. Surely you can‘t want that for me.‖ He placed both of his forefingers over her temples. ―You‘ll have Hawk and you will forget me, Sierra.‖ ―Never!‖ He stared down into her eyes, his gaze intense and authoritative. ―You will sleep now, Sierra. When you awake, I will be but a distant memory that fades more with each new dawn.‖ ―No! I don‘t want to forget you!‖ ―You must—for both our sakes. Now, sleep, my love.‖ ―No! Thorn!‖ She balled her hands into fists and hit them against his chest. ―Don‘t do this to me! Please! I don‘t want to forget you!‖ ―You must, my love. For your own well–being. If I didn‘t have other obligations, I would be tempted to remain with you, but I do have other

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obligations and I must find Joshli.‖ He stroked her cheeks. ―Now go to sleep, my love. Sleep and forget me.‖ Sierra‘s eyelids drifted downward and she leaned against him, longing for bed.

Thorn lifted the sleeping Sierra into his arms and carried her back across the chamber. He laid her gently on the bed and stood staring down at her. Although his memory had not fully returned, he knew he was about to leave the only woman he had ever loved with a passion so consuming, it nearly overrode his duty to seek out his brother and others of their clan whose memories he might restore with his healing powers. He stroked her breasts and then her cheek. ―I will never forget you, my lovely Sierra. Whenever I go, I will carry your memory close to my heart. Immerse yourself in your music once again and find comfort and affection with Hawk. His presence and love will help you endure your new life with Drakon. Forget me…forget me. May Heoptin himself watch over you, and bless you and Hawk with many offspring.‖ With a heaviness in his chest that made breathing difficult, he quickly dressed and then quietly left the chamber. He moved down the long corridor to the assembly hall where he knew he would find Aquee and Caronae. Now aware of

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who he was and to whom he owed allegiance, he bowed his head, but did not kneel as he stood in front of Aquee. ―Your Highness, my memory has returned and I‘ll be leaving Bluhari immediately.‖ The tall, beautiful woman with the ebony skin and dark eyes arched a brow. Looking at her, he could see where Sierra‘s beauty originated. ―Have you taken leave of your senses, rutter? Return to Sierra‘s chambers and continue to rut into her until she has at least developed a tolerance for mating. Then we will discuss buying your freedom.‖ He lifted his head and met her gaze. ―I am Rutledge Thorn Knightrose.‖ ―You say that as if your name should possess some special significance, rutter.‖ He narrowed his gaze. ―I am not a rutter! I‘m an Heoptin Healer, born under the Crystal Falls on Denhari.‖ She smiled. ―Denhari is as mythical as the ancient talk of an underwater city. What did they call it…Atlantis? Return to Sierra‘s chambers and I will forget this lapse.‖ ―I‘m leaving.‖ Her smile vanished and her gaze narrowed. She lifted her right hand, beckoning to the guards behind them.

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He sighed. A demonstration of the power vested in one born under the Crystal Falls would be necessary to convince her. He turned to find two of the four guards in the room advancing toward him. He briefly met each guard‘s gaze. ―Stay where you are.‖ Both guards kept moving. He took a deep breath, infusing an edge of authority into his voice. ―Stand still.‖ The two guards came to an abrupt halt. Their faces tensed as they struggled to regain their mobility. Thorn turned to look at Aquee. ―Will you allow me to leave now?‖ ―You will return to Sierra‘s chambers or by the Goddess, I‘ll have you thrown in the confinement until you‘ve overcome your delusions of grandeur!‖ She was difficult to convince, but he tried again. ―Now that my memory has returned, no one short of a High Priest or a Supreme Healer of the eternal God Heoptin can hold me against my will. I‘m free now. And I will be leaving—now.‖ ―You enjoy only as much freedom as I allow. Clearly I erred in not restricting you to Sierra‘s chambers.‖ He swung around, caught each of the immobilized guards gaze, and reinforced his command. ―Stay as you are until I‘m gone.‖ Then he moved toward the exit.

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Aquee spoke to the remaining guards. ―Seize him!‖ Two guards, standing on either side of the door moved to block the exit. Without breaking his stride, he thrust out his right hand, fist clenched. When he opened it, a bolt of energy danced from his palm and surrounded the guards. They struggled against it. Thorn turned to face Aquee again. ―Tell them to stand down or I‘ll be forced to hurt them.‖ ―Do you know how many guards are at my disposal? I can have you surrounded and subdued in a matter of minutes.‖ He met her gaze. ―You are Sierra‘s mother and sovereign in Bluhari. I have no wish to disrespect or threaten you, but I‘m leaving. If you call more guards, I‘ll be forced to subdue you.‖ She rose to her feet and glared at him. ―Are you threatening me with physical harm, rutter?‖ ―I‘m telling…‖ He paused, thought of Sierra, and dropped to one knee. From his kneeling position, he looked up at her. ―I‘m asking you to allow me to leave without harm to anyone. I have it in my power to forcibly subdue you all. My regard for Sierra would make that a hard choice, but I have to leave now. I…beg you to allow me to leave.‖

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―Highness.‖ Caronae, who had stood watching in silence, moved to stand in front of Aquee. She caught Aquee‘s gaze, then dropped to one knee. ―Perhaps the tales we heard of Denhari and the Crystal Falls were not myths. If they were not and he is who he says he is, we can‘t hold him. Let him go in peace, Highness.‖ Aquee‘s gaze danced over Caronae before settling on him. She sighed and sank into her seat. Breathing deeply, she inclined her head. ―Go, Knightrose.‖ He rose. ―Thank you, Your Highness.‖ He glanced at Caronae. ―Take care of Sierra.‖ ―That has been my duty and pleasure since she was born, Healer.‖ He nodded and strolled past the four guards. ―Aren‘t you forgetting something, Knightrose?‖ He turned at the door and lifted his hand, releasing the guards. ―May Heoptin himself watch over you and your kingdom, Highness.‖ After a moment of shocked silence, she inclined her head. ―May the Goddess grant you favor and all your heart desires, Knightrose.‖ That was hardly likely since he was leaving Sierra. He turned and left the assembly hall. He encountered Hawk on the palace steps. ―Why aren‘t you with Sierra, Thorn?‖

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He took Hawk‘s arm and drew him down the stairs and away from the men standing guard in front of the palace. ―I‘m leaving Bluhari.‖ ―What? How is that possible?‖ ―I know who I am.‖ ―And who is that?‖ ―Rutledge Thorn Knightrose of the Crystal Falls.‖ Hawk stared at him. ―Damn. Heoptin Healer?‖ He nodded. ―I have to find my brother. We were separated after we fled Telmira.‖ ―But…what about Sierra? She‘ll be devastated.‖ He shook his head. ―I‘ve taken care of that. Her memory of me will fade. Until it does, you‘ll be around.‖ Hawk shook his head. ―Aquee won‘t allow me anywhere near her once she learns of my true sexual preference.‖ ―Aquee won‘t have any say in it. Just…cherish her and love her enough for both of us, Hawk.‖ ―I do love her.‖ ―And she loves you.‖ ―She does? How do you know?‖ ―She admitted it to me.‖ He sighed. ―I have to find my younger brother.‖

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―Will you return when you have?‖ ―I don‘t know how long my search for him will take or even where it will take me. By the time I find Joshli, she‘ll be bound to Drakon. But even if she weren‘t, I have obligations that will preclude me from mating with her except during a special month long feast. She deserves more than that. She deserves you.‖ ―But what if she‘s pregnant? Can you just walk away from her and your child?‖ ―Despite Mila‘s claims, I have not impregnated anyone on Bluhari.‖ The muscles in his jaw clenched. ―Those of us born under the Crystal Falls are not often parents. There is very little chance of her having my child.‖ ―There‘s nothing I can say to change your mind?‖ He shook his head. Hawk gripped his hand. ―Then may the Goddess go with you and grant you success and happiness in all your endeavors.‖ Touched by the sincerity of his good wishes, Thorn replied with the traditional Telmiran farewell. ―Live, love and stay free, Hawk.‖ He nodded and hurried up the palace steps. Thorn watched the male he no longer considered a rival disappear inside before he turned and walked through the palace gates. His next stop would be to

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his so called mistress. Then he would leave this place with but one regret…that he was leaving his heart behind.

Channeling his energy, he lifted his right hand, moving it in a wide circle. After several attempts, he felt a tingling sensation on his palm, signaling the presence of a portal. He continued to move his hand, in a smaller circle, feeling the soft pulse an opening portal emitted. As he watched, a flickering blue circle of light appeared before him. With a long glance over his shoulder, he sighed, and stepped through. He quickly closed his eyes to avoid the brief blindness many of the older portals caused. As he did, he heard the almost inaudible closing sound of the gateway to Bluhari and Sierra. Giving himself a mental shake, he opened his eyes and stepped into a different world. He looked around, channeling his senses. He felt a faint, familiar whisper in the air. His hopes rose. Joshli had come through this portal. Heoptin willing he would soon locate Joshli. Once he had, he might allow himself the luxury of a brief return to Bluhari to ensure Sierra and Hawk were happy together. A week later, weary and lonely, Thorn stepped through a new portal into a different world on the planetary cluster of Aeolia. Traces of Joshli lingered near the

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portal, but after several days of exploration, he knew his search for his brother would extend beyond that world. That night, he laid alone, thoughts of Joshli and Sierra warring for dominance in his mind. When he closed his eyes, he dreamed of her pregnant and happy with Hawk as her shadow cohort. He woke from the dream with the taste of bile in his mouth. He needed several hours of prayerful chants before he wrestled his errant emotions back under control. Then he bathed, ate, and continued his search for Joshli. Each new planet brought new doubts and fears for Joshli‘s safety as well as a growing hunger to see Sierra again. Although his calling as a healer precluded a normal relationship with her, dare he hope she and Hawk would welcome him into their lives for the one month of the Feast when his obligations would allow him to freely satisfy his sexual desires? Four weeks after leaving Sierra, Thorn emerged from a portal onto a wind– swept desert world. As he stood gazing along the swirling sands, he sucked in a breath. The link he and Joshli had always shared felt stronger. Soon, Heoptin willing, he would be reunited with his brother. He closed his eyes and channeled his soul song. Joshli. Joshli. Where are you?

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Astride a horse on a desert dune, he took one look at the tall, dark female standing outside a large white tent and knew he‘d finally found one of the fabled Willoni. Who but a Willoni, could possess a beauty so enduring just the sight of her robbed a man of his ability to breathe? Who but a Willoni would choose to pray nude in a wind–swept desert? He took several long moments to study her form. Her long, dark hair fell over her shoulders in a heavy curtain that caressed her large, perfectly formed breasts. Her stomach was flat. Her legs long. With such a perfect body, she would surely have a round, well–padded ass to compliment the dark riot of curls between her shapely legs. Oh for the freedom to plunge himself deep into her as he kissed her lush lips and palmed her ass. The thought of the contrast of his pale palms cupping and massaging the large mounds of her beautiful, dark flesh sent a wave of longing through him. Feeling his cock harden, he released a slow breath. He was there to find his brother—not indulge his illicit hungers. Wrestling his desire back under a measure of control, he sent his horse galloping toward the tent.

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blinked. Surely she dreamed again. Riding toward her on a huge, dark horse was the man whose constant haunting of her dreams had made a mockery of her vow of celibacy. As in her forbidden dreams, his green eyes silently sang the song of the winds to her. His warm, deep song blended with her soul song, conquering her heart and making anything but total surrender to him impossible. This was the way it was meant to be. A woman…a Willoni with a tall, green–eyed desert dweller riding toward her over the blue sands. Riding out of her fantasies and into her arms and her heart. About to step out of the tent to welcome him, her creed song sounded in her ear. We are the Willoni. The protectors of all lands graced by the gods. We have forsaken carnal pleasures in pursuit of higher goals. We are the Willoni. We are the Willoni. The Willioni. She dared not surrender to her carnal lusts. She turned and fled back into the tent. Before she could don her robes, the flaps of the tent opened and he stood nude and aroused in the opening. The sight of his erect cock flooded her channel with moisture. She longed to stretch on her back, part her legs, and welcome the huge, thick length protruding in front of his big, muscular body inside her. But she was Willoni or would be again if only she could conquer her rampant hunger for illicit pleasure. Giving into such hungers would only lengthen and reinforce her exile.

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―I am Willoni,‖ she lifted her right hand, palm outward. ―Stay away.‖ He stepped inside and let the flaps fall shut behind him. ―You have strayed from your chosen path, Willoni. As have I.‖ He crossed the tent to stand in front of her. He extended his hand. ―Let‘s continue the descent into carnal excess together.‖ His warm, deep voice echoed through her veins, sending a chill of warmth sizzling along her nerve endings straight to her heart. She felt and heard each softly spoken word deep within her inner being—her soul song. With a sense of delight overwhelming her, she stepped forward and placed her hand in his. He swept her off her feet and carried her effortlessly across the tent to the big bed along the back wall. She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure and joy when he slipped between her legs and gently pushed his cock into her body. Any remaining doubts she had vanished as the sweet motion of his cock sliding ever deeper inside her body quickly and ruthlessly drove her to an explosive climax that shook her to her core. As she came, she clung to him, sobbing with pleasure. Rather than savoring her orgasm, she tightened her vaginal muscles around his cock, and squeezed and massaged it until the tension in the big body pressing hers down indicated how close he was to his release.

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Then she stroked her palms down his back to part his hard cheeks. Sucking his tongue into her mouth, she pressed her finger against his nether hole until she could slip it up into his anus. He gasped, shuddered, and thrust his cock so deep inside her, her toes curled and her back arched. With a riot of songs filling her ears, she experienced the second most incredible release of her long life. Devouring each other‘s lips and both sobbing with intense pleasure, they collapsed together, their bodies still locked and his ejaculating cock blasting jet after jet of seed deep in her pussy. Later, when she surfaced from the fog of enchantment she‘d lost herself in, he held her in his arms, whispering slowly to her. ―Help me.‖ She turned in his arms to gaze up into his eyes. ―I‘m Willoni. You‘re Heoptin. We‘ve both made commitments that forbid what we just shared.‖

He glanced down, pleased at the sight of his pale palm stroking and caressing her dark, velvet flesh. ―You‘re so beautiful that I wouldn‘t trade what we shared for anything. I have no regrets.‖ He lifted her chin. ―Don‘t be sorry. Can‘t you feel our soul songs singing together in perfect harmony?‖

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Her soft lips parted. Her dark green eyes shone with tears. ―I‘ve always wanted to serve as a Temple Priestess. I‘ll never accomplish that if I don‘t learn to control of my passions.‖ He sighed. ―I‘ve had my aspirations shattered as well. The things I‘ve done in the last years when I didn‘t know who I was or what my calling was will haunt me for a long time.‖ ―What have you done, Healer?‖ ―I‘ve spent my time mating with a succession of women who meant nothing to me for financial gain.‖ ―You were a rutter?‖ He lowered his lids, shamed at the admission that one who had taken an oath to heal others had fallen so far into sin that he had become a rutter. And had enjoyed each thrust of his cock into the countless pussies of strange women. ―Yes.‖ She caressed his cheek. ―And you...enjoyed it?‖ He sucked in a breath and gazed down into her eyes. ―Yes. I did.‖ ―Then enjoy me too,‖ she whispered. ―And after you have, you‘ll heal me and I‘ll help you find that which you seek.‖ He blinked. Instead of the condemnation he deserved, she offered a solution which would probably send them both deeper into a pit of lust neither might be

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able to climb out from. He glanced down at her soft, dark body pressed so temptingly close to his pale one. And was lost. He thrust his cock deep into her and lost himself in her arms and the sweet promise of her lips. Several days later, he woke alone in the bed. Although he had long lost track of how many times they‘d pleasured each other, his hunger to bury his cock deep in her remained rampant. Even more shameful was the almost insatiable need he felt to cherish and protect her. For the first time in his long life, he had fallen in love. If not for his need to find his brother, he would gladly welcome condemnation if it meant he could spend the rest of eternity with the sensual, beautiful Willoni who had done what no other women ever had—make life outside the service of Heoptin appealing. When he found his brother, if she were willing, he would come back to her and spend the rest of his life loving and cherishing her. Eager to gaze upon her perfectly formed body and into her serene green eyes, he slipped out of bed. He found her praying nude on the desert sands. Watching her, he longed to sweep her into his arms, carry her back inside, and spend the next few days exploring her dark, lush curves, and loving her.

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But it was now time to resume his search for his brother. He walked across the sands to her. ―I need your help, Willoni.‖ She turned to face him, lifting her chin. ―My name is Kalleni and I will gladly help you, Healer if you‘ll tell me who I‘ve spent the last few days disowning my oath with.‖ ―My name is Thorn.‖

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Her eyes widened in surprise. ―Thorn, and you were a rutter?‖ He nodded. ―Yes. Have I become infamous?‖ ―Who on Aeolia hasn‘t heard of Thorn of Bluhari?‖ He stiffened. ―Thorn of Bluhari? There‘s a rutter on Bluhari called Thorn?‖ ―Yes. Isn‘t that where you were?‖ ―No.‖ ―I don‘t understand. You said you were Thorn and you‘d been a rutter.‖ ―On Aeolia Prime. Not Bluhari. That‘s where he must be!‖ ―Who?‖ ―My brother.‖ ―Who is your brother, Healer?‖ ―Rutledge Thorn Knightrose.‖ ―Then who are you?‖ ―I‘m Joshli Thorn Knightrose. You‘ve just told me where I can find my brother. Thank you!‖ He swept her up into his embrace, kissed her soft, sweet lips, and reluctantly released her.

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She cupped her hands over the lush, dark mounds of her breasts. ―You‘re leaving me now?‖ ―I have to make sure he‘s all right.‖ ―And when you have?‖ ―When I have, I‘ll be back, Kalleni.‖ ―For what purpose, rutter?‖ ―To spend the rest of eternity rutting in you.‖ She sucked in a breath and sank her teeth into her bottom lip. ―That way lay certain condemnation for us both, rutter.‖ He shook his head. ―I don‘t care. I want you and I‘ll be back for you. Where will I find you?‖ A soft, sensual smiled curved her lips. ―Here in the desert.‖ ―In prayerful solitude to renew your oaths in preparation for temple service?‖ ―No. Eagerly awaiting your return.‖ A rush of emotion tightened his chest. ―How long will you wait, my enchanting Willoni?‖ ―Until the end of time if necessary. But no longer.‖ He took her hand and pressed his lips against her palm. ―Stay chaste while I‘m gone.‖

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―You‘ve mastered my song soul. My heart and my body belong only to you.‖ Such sweet words made leaving her difficult. But he had to discover Rutledge‘s fate before he could consider his own pleasure. ―Until I return, know I‘ll carry you in my heart wherever I go.‖ ―May the Goddess always look upon you with favor and may the song of the winds guide you swiftly back into my arms. Go, knowing you take my heart with you, Joshli Thorn Knightrose.‖

Three months later Sierra, garbed in the ceremonial mahogany and gold dress royals wore at their commitment rite, stood in the assembly hall of Queen Aquee. On the royal dais, Aquee sat. By her side, a tall, handsome blond male with dusky skin sat. Lord Borika was Aquee‘s consort and Sierra‘s and Sorenia‘s father. Sorenia sat at his right. On another newly mounted dais, Drakon‘s parents, a slender, dark skinned woman, and a tall male with pale skin and auburn hair sat close together, their fingers entwined. While Sierra was entering into her union with Drakon with no expectation of personal happiness, she at least had the hope that Sorenia would fare better. A week earlier, she had entered her sister‘s chambers and discovered Sorenia happily

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riding Ren‘s thick cock while they both gasped out words of pleasure and love. The following morning Sorenia confessed she carried Ren‘s child. To Sierra‘s surprise, Aquee had not been displeased at the news. If the Goddess was kind, Aquee would relent on her insistence on Sorenia taking Jador as her consort and allow her to take Ren, who clearly loved her, instead. Sierra suppressed a wave of sadness and turned her attention back to the ceremony. By her right side, Drakon stood. Caronae stood in front of them, holding Sierra‘s right hand in hers. She inclined her head to Drakon. ―Lord Drakon, it is my pleasure to present Lady Sierra Leoned, heiress to the throne of Bluhari.‖ ―I‘ve heard joyful rumors. Have you any festive news for me, Mistress Caronae?‖ ―I do, My Lord. It is my pleasure to inform you that not only is Lady Sierra amply prepared for mating, but she is even now carrying, not one, but two royal offspring.‖ Someone shouted ‗an heir and a spare‘, and applause and cries of delight echoed around the large chamber at Caronae‘s news. Drakon, a tall, fair male with blond hair and blue eyes, turned to look at Sierra with a surprised smile of delight on his handsome face. ―Joyful and most welcome news, Caronae.‖

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Looking into his eyes, Sierra saw relief before he turned back to face Caronae for the remainder of the Surrender Ritual. Caronae extended Sierra‘s hand to Drakon. ―Will you accept my lady as your bond mate, My Lord and vow to be her consort?‖ Drakon inclined his head. He took Sierra‘s hand between both of his. ―I will.‖ Smiling, Caronae turned to face the daises. ―Highnesses and honored assembly, it is my pleasure to present to you Lady Sierra, Her Highness in waiting and her new consort, Lord Drakon. Her Highness is even now carrying she who will one day rule our united peoples and her second.‖ Drakon looked at Caronae. ―Both are female? But this is too delicious!‖ As a new round of applause broke out, Drakon squeezed Sierra‘s hands and leaned down to whisper in her ear. ―There will be no need for us to share a bedchamber.‖ He caressed her stomach, which had a noticeable swell. ―I can continue to sleep with Lexar and you may bring whomever you please to our palace as your lover.‖ He bent his head toward hers. As she accepted the chaste kiss he pressed against her lips, a faint, elusive memory of another pair of lips, fuller and druggingly sweet brushed across her mind. Then, as the import of his words sank in, she offered a silent prayer of thankfulness.

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Hawk. She could take Hawk with her and they could raise their children together. The Goddess be praised! After the ceremony, when she had settled into Drakon‘s palace…no…into their place, she would question Caronae about the sire of the babies she carried. For the life of her, she could not remember the name or appearance of the rutter who had prepared her for mating and bonding. She frowned. Sometimes, though, she dreamed of a tall, sweet lover whose touch, kiss, and cock sent the fire racing through her entire body. But had she ever met such a lover, she would surely not have allowed him out of her sight. Caronae would have the answers she sought. But first things first. She would finish her latest composition, called Song of Desire, set against the back drop of forsaken lovers who were torn apart by circumstances neither could control. Her music first…questions about sweet dream lovers later.

After the successful debut of Song of Desire, with Hawk‘s arm around her and his warm lips whispering words of congratulations in her ear, Sierra returned to the palace she was slowly coming to think of as home. With Hawk by her side and sharing her bed at night, and with all the delights of motherhood to discover, she was far happier than she‘d ever dare hope she‘d be.

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Drakon had all but abandoned the palace to her, Hawk, and the girls in favor of traveling around the desert with his lover. When he did return, it was to visit the girls, of whom he was very fond of. While in residence, he was always a gracious host who spent most of his time spoiling the girls. Sierra and Hawk immediately went to their girls‘ bedchamber on entering the palace. After their nannies left, they stood gazing down at the sleeping girls. Both had long, dark hair and skin like their mother and blue eyes like their father. No one looking at either girl could doubt Hawk was their sire. Sierra frowned, and yet once, she had feared the rutter who had prepared her for commitment had fathered them. Although she still couldn‘t remember him, occasional errant memories plagued her. Satisfied the girls slept soundly and peacefully, she and Hawk went into their adjourning chamber and undressed. She tumbled into bed and eagerly parted her legs to welcome his cock inside her body. As he fucked her to a sweet climax, she clung to him and whispered she loved him and always would love only him.

Several months after leaving Sierra, Thorn stepped out of a portal and was surprised but pleased to find himself back on Bluhari. The urge to seek out Sierra mounted with each step he took. His hunger for her grew until it became a constant struggle for him to press on with his search for Joshli.

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Two days later, he walked into a desert cafe and found a smiling Joshli seated at a table for two. Tears of relief welled in his eyes. ―Joshli!‖ ―Ruthledge!‖ Joshli rose and the two brothers rushed forward to embrace each other. Clutching his younger brother close, Thorn closed his eyes. He‘d found Joshli and once he made sure all was well with him, he‘d be free to see Sierra. He and Joshli retired to the chambers Joshli had rented to talk late into the night. ―What do you remember, Joshli?‖ ―All healers and priests were in a weakened state after Heoptin disappeared. The so–called Goddess Caldara took advantage and misused her power to disburse us and cloud our memories. We were destined for the breeding mills of Telmira when Valmra helped us escape through the Cave of Journeying.‖ Thorn nodded. ―What happened to Valmra?‖ Joshli sighed. ―Her crystal cracked. She couldn‘t hold the jump and neither of us had retained enough skill to ensure a safe trip. We were all injured and we were separated. She and I landed on Aeolia Prime, where she died in my arms. Our abilities as healers saved us. I didn‘t know who I was but soon discovered there was an...underground market where my talents were in demand.‖

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―You were a rutter?‖ He nodded. ―And you?‖ ―It‘s strange that we should both have had the same fate on different planets, Joshli.‖ ―But with a different prospective.‖ Thorn arched a brow. ―How so?‖ ―I actually enjoyed it. Does that shock you?‖ ―No. A healer with an impaired memory and no contact with his clan can never be a good thing. While I didn‘t enjoy rutting, I did lose my heart.‖ He told Joshli about Sierra then listened in silence as Joshli gushed about Kallena. ―We‘ve both fallen short of our oaths,‖ Thorn said. ―Do you think He‘s...dead?‖ The question troubled Thorn. He shook his head. ―No. If he were dead, we‘d know because of the feeling of emptiness we felt. Heoptin is alive, whenever he is.‖ ―Then what should we do, Thorn?‖ ―I‘ve tried several times but couldn‘t access a portal to take me home. In the absence of access to The Falls and any other healers, I believe we have a certain amount of...largess. What we chose to do with it is a private manner.‖

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―I‘ve fallen too far, Thorn and I‘ve enjoyed it. I‘m no longer...I no longer have a will to be a healer. I‘m going back to Kallena. What about you? What are you going to do about your Sierra?‖ ―She‘s not mine. She belongs to Hawk now. I‘m going to see her...them, but I‘m a healer. If they can accept me into their lives for the month of the Feast, so be it. If not, I‘ll spend my time in seclusion trying to regain the...piety and sense of purpose I‘ve lost.‖ Joshli paled. ―Your devotion to duty, shames me.‖ ―No!‖ He reached across the table to grip Joshli‘s hand. ―There is no need for shame. Heoptin‘s fall from grace began with his attraction to a woman. He was not a God who would expect more from his servants than he was able to achieve himself. Wherever he is, he is still forgiving. If your soul song no longer hungers to heal, go find happiness with your Kallena.‖ ―Are you sure you want to continue healing, Thorn?‖ He nodded. ―Yes. I have a hunger for Sierra, but my need to heal still drives me. During my search for you, I encountered many in need of help. The passion to heal is still alive in me.‖ ―You were always the most devout healer in the family.‖ A life without healing was too foreign a concept for him. ―Will you come meet Kallena?‖

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―Yes...after I‘ve seen Sierra.‖ They spent the next two days together before they said goodbye at the entrance to the Bluhari portal. ―May Heoptin grant you ever greater skill to heal those less fortunate, Ruthledge.‖ Thorn held Joshli‘s hands in his. ―Until we meet again, live, love, and stay free, Joshli and may Heoptin smile upon your union with Kallena.‖ After a long embrace, he watched Joshli step into the portal. When it closed, he turned and walked away. Finally it was time to see Sierra again.

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Epilogue

Sierra woke with a start and lay listening to the sounds of Hawk‘s deep, even breathing. There were few other sounds that could account for her abrupt awakening. What had disturbed her sleep? She slipped from bed and walked to the girls‘ bedchamber. Both were sound asleep. Everything appeared normal. After several minutes of quiet, she returned to bed. Even in the comfort of Hawk‘s arms, sleep eluded her. When she finally slept, she tumbled into a sensual dream world where she had two lovers—her beloved Hawk and her elusive rutter whose face she could neither forget nor remember. The two of them loved her together...cherished her girls and then, the rutter left, taking a part of her heart with him. She watched him go with tears in her eyes, but hope in her heart. For she knew he would be back. And when he returned, he would find a warm welcome in her arms and in her bed. Sierra woke alone in bed the next morning. After bathing, she found Hawk pacing in their private garden. ―Hawk? Where are the girls?‖

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He turned to face her. ―Drakon arrived early this morning with so many presents in his private transport; he had to sit on Lexar‘s lap. They‘re in his chambers being spoiled beyond repair no doubt.‖ She frowned. ―I thought you liked that Drakon and Lexar are so fond of our girls.‖ ―I do.‖ He swung away from her. She followed, placing a hand on his arm. ―What‘s wrong, Hawk?‖ He took a deep breath and finally turned to face her. ―You might as well know. He‘s here.‖ ―He? Who?‖ But even as she asked the question, her heartbeat increased and she moistened her lips. She didn‘t know who this ‗he‘ was...and yet she did. She recalled her early morning dream. ―Knightrose.‖ ―Knightrose?‖ He touched her cheek. ―Rutledge Thorn Knightrose. The rutter who won your heart.‖ ―My heart belongs to you,‖ she whispered, determined to chase the miserable look from his eyes. He shook his head. ―He found his brother. Now he‘s back wearing healer‘s garb with the intent of taking you and the girls from me.‖

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―That‘s not why I returned.‖ The sound of the warm, deep baritone sent a chill of delight dancing down Sierra‘s spine. She closed her eyes and the memory of the feelings and emotions he‘d awakened in her rushed over her. He was back! Her Thorn had returned. Her soul song soared as her heart raced with joy. She swung around. Thorn stood in the entrance to their bedchamber. Instead of the healer‘s robes she‘d expected, his suntanned body was bare. He was fully, gloriously aroused. The sight of the cock which had given her so much pleasure sent a surge of heat flashing through her body. She suppressed the instinct to rush back inside and toss herself into his arms, and turned to slip an arm through Hawk‘s instead. ―You were the first to master my soul song.‖ ―But not the only one.‖ She couldn‘t deny that. ―No one can take me from you,‖ she whispered. ―No one.‖ Not even the rutter for who her heart would always ache because she knew it would ache even more if she was bereft of Hawk. ―Even if I could, I wouldn‘t attempt to take you from him.‖ She tingled all over as Thorn walked into the garden and stopped next to her and Hawk. ―I‘m a healer. Not a rutter.‖

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She bit her lips before she released Hawk‘s arm and turned to face him. ―You‘ve resumed your healer duties?‖ ―I will very shortly.‖ ―Is that what you want, Thorn?‖ He nodded. ―Then why have you returned?‖ He touched her cheek. ―The Immaculate Feast of Bliss and Conception started last night.‖ He looked at Hawk. ―It‘s the only time when a healer is free to...indulge his passions. I came hoping I might find some welcome in your arms.‖ Sierra had never wanted anything more. But she was not willing to risk her relationship with Hawk for a brief time with Thorn. She shook her head. ―I belong to Hawk now and only him.‖ Thorn sighed and then looked at Hawk. ―Heoptin has favored you. Your daughters are beautiful.‖ ―They are mine.‖ Thorn nodded. ―I know they are. You have them and you have the love and devotion of the most incredible woman I‘ve met. May Heoptin continue to smile on you all. If there ever comes a time when any of you are ill and require a healer, call out to me and I‘ll come.‖ He stroked Sierra‘s cheek. ―Be happy and may

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Heoptin continue to grant you and those you value favor.‖ He turned and walked away. Sierra sucked in an aching breath and turned her face against Hawk‘s shoulder. He put an arm around her briefly before he stepped away from her. He studied her in silence. She bit her lip in an effort to stop the steady flow of tears streaming down her cheeks. ―You want to go with him. Don‘t you?‖ ―I love you,‖ she sobbed. And she did and if she had to choose between the two of them, she‘d choose Hawk every time. But a part of her would always regret and long for a relationship with Thorn. ―But you also love him?‖ She nodded. ―Yes, but I can‘t have you both.‖ She gripped his shirt. ―And I love you more...far more than I love him.‖ He caressed her cheek, a slow smile spreading across his face. ―You mean that?‖ ―Yes! Oh, yes, Hawk.‖ She wrapped her arms around his waist. ―I do have feelings...real feelings for him, but they‘re not stronger than those I have for you. I‘d never choose him over you but I am choosing you over him.‖

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He engulfed her in an embrace so tight, it hurt. ―I love you more than you can imagine, sherica.‖ ―I know and I thank the Goddess for your love every day.‖ ―I‘m going to show you how much I love you.‖ He kissed her hair and stepped away from her. She tilted her head. ―Hawk? What are you plotting?‖ ―You‘ll know soon enough. We‘d better hurry. Come on!‖ He grabbed her hand and urged her inside their chambers.

―Thorn! Wait!‖ About to step through the portal in the desert, Thorn swung around. Sierra, dressed in a sedate traveling suit alighted from a small transport. She rushed across the sands. He watched her approach, his heartbeat racing. She looked more beautiful each time he saw her. Each time he did, he fell a little more in love with her. ―What is it? Is something wrong?‖ She paused in front of him for a moment, and then flung herself at him. ―I‘ve come to spend the first week of the feast with you.‖ He engulfed her in a warm embrace and then pulled away. He glanced toward the hovering transport. ―Where is Hawk?‖

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―He‘s at the palace with the girls.‖ ―Does he know you‘re here?‖ She nodded. ―Yes. I thought my heart would break when you left the palace, but I wouldn‘t have come after you without his approval and blessing. He loves me and he knows I love him...and you.‖ She linked her arms around his neck. ―I have his blessing to spend the next week with you and then he wants to join us and you can both love me.‖ He caressed her breasts. ―We both do love you.‖ ―Show me you do and that you can accept knowing he‘ll be joining us in a week.‖ ―I can accept his joining us in a week, but until he does,‖ he swept her up into his arms. ―You are all mine.‖ She stroked her fingers through his hair. ―All yours.‖ He pressed a long, warm kiss against her sweet lips and then walked toward the portal. ―Where are we going?‖ She asked. ―I‘ve managed to access one of the portals close to home. Once we arrive, I hope to be able to get home to the Blue Desert. I want to introduce you to the joys of mating in the moonlight on the warm desert sands.‖ He slipped a hand down to

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palm her ass. ―And on our last night alone, I‘m going to introduce you to anal sex as only an Heoptin Healer can perform it.‖ She trembled in his arms. ―I‘m looking forward to belonging to you, heart, body, and soul, Thorn,‖ she whispered, brushing her lips against his chest. ―Take me to your Blue Desert and show me how deeply you love me.‖ ―I love you now and always, sherica.‖ ―Sherica?‖ She lifted her head to look up at him with a look of wonder on her beautiful face. ―Did you say sherica?‖ He nodded. ―Yes, sherica. Does that bother you?‖ ―Does having two handsome males consider me their sherica bother me? I‘ll learn to live with it.‖ ―How often will you spend part of the feast month with me, sherica?‖ ―Forever.‖ ―Forever?‖ He smiled, held her close to his body, stepped through the portal, and into the beginning of what promised to be an exciting new phase of his life.

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Marilyn Lee lives, works, and writes on the East Coast. In addition to thoroughly enjoying writing erotic romances, she enjoys roller-skating, spending time with her large, extended family, and rooting for all her hometown sports teams. Her other interests include collecting Doc Savage pulp novels from the thirties and forties and collecting Marvel comics from the seventies and eighties (particularly Thor and The Avengers). Her favorite TV shows are forensic shows, westerns (Gunsmoke and Have Gun, Will Travel are particular favorites), mysteries (loves the old Charlie Chan mysteries. Her all time favorite mystery movie is probably Dead, Again), and nearly every vampire movie or television show ever made (Forever Knight and Count Yorga, Vampire are favorites). She loves to hear from readers who can email her at [email protected] or who can visit her website, http://www.marilynlee.org. She has a Yahoo! Group called Love Bytes that readers can join by sending an email to: [email protected]

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