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harsh gasps.
    Unable to help himself, Neichon reach down to touch his heavy erection through his loincloth. The urge to grip his cock in his fist almost overwhelmed him, but he fought it back. Out of the corner of his eye, he noted Valeron didn’t have quite the same restraint.
    Inara spread her legs slightly and bent over, washing her legs in a leisurely manner. Her movement exposed her bare cunt to them, the soft, pink folds of her flesh glistening in the moonlight.
    Lords, but she was breathtaking.
    Inara spread her legs farther as her hands traveled back up her thighs, parting the sweet folds of her flesh and rubbing two fingers there. Then, as if she had all the time in the world, one delicate finger slowly disappeared between her soft folds.
    Neichon could not mask his harsh groan as he watched her move her finger in and out of her wet heat, then slip yet another finger deep inside.
    By severn, the woman was finger-fucking herself, right there in front of them. He might almost suspect she was aware of her clandestine audience by the way she thrust her curved backside in their direction as she pumped her fingers in and out.
    She turned her head to the side and the light illuminated her face enough for Neichon to make out her lips parting on an inaudible moan. An expression of ecstasy crossed her face as her eyes fluttered closed. She brought her other hand up to finger her clit, spreading her legs farther. Her fingers plunged in and out of her moist heat, harder and faster, until finally her hips jerked and she let out a soft cry.
    Neichon did not know by what miracle he managed to withhold his own release, but he did. He couldn’t, however, stop his hand from reaching under his loincloth and closing over his engorged arousal, pumping up and down.
    After dipping herself to her neck in the water, Inara rose and sauntered out. She bypassed the clothing she had abandoned by the pond, her full, firm breasts bouncing up and down as she strode in their general direction with a sense of purpose.
    By severn, could she know we are here?
    Neichon’s sense of alarm grew as she drew ever so closer to their hiding spot. He hastily lowered his loincloth, Valeron doing the same.
    Inara finally stopped short just a few feet away. Her sultry voice called out, “Enjoy the view, boys?”
    His face grew red as he exchanged uncomfortable glances with Valeron. Feeling like a boy caught sneaking treats, he stepped out of his hiding spot. “I—”
    “Do you still contend you need a permanent arrangement, or will you two just fuck me already?” she interrupted, her tongue snaking out between her teeth in a gesture of impudence.
    Neichon sucked in a breath at her bold words. Valeron stalked out beside him, and Neichon exchanged a tortured glance with him before turning his gaze back to Inara. “You are our mate. We must observe the ritual. If you do not agree to it, then we cannot.”
    Even if he felt like he would die if forced to go another second without plunging his cock into her delicious heat.
    “Too bad.” Her face fell, but then a wicked glimmer crept into her eyes and she lifted a brow. “Well, since you both behaved yourselves so nicely as you watched me bathe, I’ll just have to show my appreciation in another way.”
    She unexpectedly dropped to her knees in front of them, giving them a mischievous grin.
    Neichon choked on his breath.
    Why, you little vixen…
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    Her body clenching from the aftermath of her climax, while at the same time pulsing with renewed desire, Inara bent on her knees in front of Neichon and Valeron. From the surprised looks on their faces, they hadn’t realized she’d known they watched her bathe. She’d immediately sensed their presence when they first crept to the pond, and when she’d turned she had spotted Valeron’s honey-toned skin shimmering in the moonlight.
    The overpowering lust she felt for the men had prompted her into turning around, parting her legs and thrusting her