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most vulnerable will pay a terrible price. I brought that to them and it is my responsibility.”
    Helix groaned and swung away from the desk. The big, graceful warrior stumbled as he turned, his face buried in his hand, fully comprehending what his brother told him.
    Trel thrust his tongue back into her channel, snarling as she moved for him, giving him her taste in the most intimate way possible. He was imprinting it, drawing it into his body in greedy gulps. That his time was limited, his freedom to consume it a finite thing, might have added to his fierce need, but he doubted it. She ruled his senses, and Trel was hanging on to control by a thread.
    Helix stood with his back to them for long minutes, head bowed, his mane shielding his features. Clair was irrevocably their mate. There would be no other. The more complex truth was if they claimed her, there would be staggering consequences for her people. If they left her, the brothers would die decades earlier than was normal for a Brintex. The cost a male paid for separation from his female.
    The intensity of all this was crushing. Dimly Helix noticed that Trel had forgotten to shield Clair from the mate word.
    Dragging in a deep breath, Helix lifted his head and stared at the ceiling. The air spoke to him. He felt his body clench in response to the female behind him. Helix was as ensnared in his instinctive responses as Trel had been for ten cycles.
    “How did you live?” Helix growled softly.
    Trel’s head lifted. Her scent, his mate’s most intimate mark, now fully reflected the change of circumstance. Providing what she needed always his first priority. Accepting the fact that she was not his alone didn’t dislodge his number-one priority.
    “The same way you will,” Trel snapped, unwilling to spend a lot of time discussing. Helix would understand his instincts just as Trel had been forced to.
    He had been arrogantly ignorant in making contact with the humans. Ancient writings had but one entry of this planet and its inhabitants. The record was a dark warning and dire prediction of destruction. Having viewed the humans’ sketchy accounts of the last time the Brintex Empire visited them, Trel now knew exactly how cataclysmic the event had been. Repeating history could not be permitted, but here they were. Apparently hiding the truth was not an effective deterrent. Sadly, his ancestors hadn’t known that.
    Clair was beneath his tongue, and for Trel, that was all that mattered in this moment. Beautiful, impossibly compelling, his mate burned into his system, his cells, as she should. She took her place at the center of all that he would ever know, be, hope to become. The One he would hunger for even as he fell into the grave.
    The ecstasy of her taste took him, and Trel abandoned all restraint. Licking glistening folds, he worshiped at the altar of exquisite beauty. Focusing on her sensitive bundle of nerves, relentlessly he drove her up. Pressing her with each taste to feel more, experience more. This was their time and he would not waste it wondering about tomorrow, or even later today.
    Helix threw back his head and roared, drowning Clair’s scream as Trel drank her first orgasm.
    Mate. Clair. Trel, her alpha mate. Helix felt her fold into his body, his soul and realized it didn’t even concern him that he joined his brother in this. No, it was actually a relief to the warrior within that no matter what, she would be loved, provided for. It was the old way. Brothers sharing a mate.
    He turned slowly to look at the center of his world. Shockingly beautiful as she shuddered in release. Yes, as she should. Always.

Chapter Four
     
    Trel hid the tremble in his hands by tightening his grip on the full globes of her ass and consumed her pleasure from the sweet, contracting surnim beneath his mouth. His entire body shook in response to her orgasm.
    Helix’s clothes were falling off his body as he stalked back to them. Growling into Clair’s channel, Trel lashed