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time. She recognized it. She had done so herself, so many years ago.
    “As Alpha, I formally recognize you as our mate and Lunar of this clan. Fate has given you to us, and we cannot let it go. We shall always be mates. This shall never change. When you are ready to accept more, we will be here. It’ll be fun trying to convince you.”
    The sad smile didn’t reach Quin’s eyes and didn’t fool Zelina. This was ripping them both up to give her this choice, to give her this time. She was human. She didn’t understand what a mate meant to them, couldn’t fathom living a life where only one person was made for them and any before was only to pacify. What she did know was her mates were hurting, breaking in front of her, and only she could fix it.

Chapter Seventeen
     
    Rion placed his hands on her hips to lift her away from him when she gripped his wrists. She curled her nails into him when he started to pull out of her. He froze behind her, breath hissing as his cock hardened inside of her. She tightened her muscles around him in response. His lips against her shoulder, he mouthed a word into her flesh. No sound came out, but she heard the word as if he had screamed it: please. It shattered what last resistance she had.
    “Come here,” she said to Quin, rolling her hips on Rion. His gasp was the only outward sign he made. She did it again and again until he gripped her hips. Quin walked hesitantly to the side of the bed.
    “Take those off and stand on the bed.” He did as she asked, removing his pants slowly, eyes questioning, but she didn’t answer. They needed this as much as she did, and she was going to make sure that it was everything they all could have hoped for.
    Quin’s cock stood long and thick in front of her. The head was nearly apple red with blood, veins sticking out along the shaft. She always loved that, always loved being able to feel come shooting out of a cock through the skin. Now she saw why she had always been partial to it. For this man. This mate. Her need to be dominated, controlled in bed linked her to Rion. She saw it as plain as day now. They were made for her and she for them. There would be no denying that now.
    “Come back to me, Rion,” Zelina whispered against Quin’s cock, tongue snaking out to taste his pre-come. Rion’s arms surrounded her, and he jerked his hips, thrusting again into her pussy. She clenched on him, gripping his wrist and then wrapping her hand around the base of Quin’s cock. She swallowed him down, tasting the musky flavor of him, moaning deep in her throat. She couldn’t possibly take him all in, but she would take as much as she could. Pumping and twisting with her hand, she bobbed on his cock, using her tongue on the sensitive underside of the head and hollowing out her cheeks.
    “Ask me again,” she said through the bond.
    Quin’s choked cry and Rion’s twitching fingers told her she’d finally said the right thing. Feeling they needed a little more of a push, Zelina took Quin’s hands and tunneled them into her hair, then braced her hands on his hips and dug in with her nails. His hips flexed uncontrollably as she used suction to push the head of his cock in and out of her mouth.
    “Ask me again,” she repeated to Rion.
    “Do we love you?” he finally said, voice strangled.
    “Yes. As I love you.”
    At T-minus ten seconds, the boys stood still. Time was frozen in the room. At five seconds, Zelina started moving on their cocks, gripping Quin’s cock harder to pull his hips closer to her face. Rion’s dick twitched in her pussy as she pumped on him. At T-minus one, Zelina held on for dear life.
    Rion gripped her breasts, twisting the nipples and pulling on them until they were turgid peaks, his body blissfully slamming to her core, all attempt at softness lost. Quin’s fingers tightened in her hair, and his hips flexed, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, his head thrown back and mouth open. She could see her two men burning with a