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  “I hope you know I’ll never forgive either of you for this. Kidnapping is a crime in every system. You must know that. My people will not stand still for this, you know.”

  The corner of Dare’s mouth lifted. “I contacted your people the moment you ran from us, natoya. They believe you to be a willing participant in our coming nuptials on Savar. Even your esteemed leaders plan to attend your wedding. Will you have them killed on Savar for you own selfishness? Or will you come to terms with the fact that you are the mate of the Savari leader and a Pantari spy?”

  Jaynee licked her lips. There was nothing to do for now. For now, she would sit here and listen to what Dare had to say. Then, when his guard was down, she would find a way to escape.

  Dare lifted his hand and cupped her chin. “You will not escape me, Jaynee. The only way to escape me now, is death. I will always know where you are. I will always be able to find you. No matter how far or how fast you run, you will never be able to hide from me.”

  Tears pooled in her eyes as the engines whirred and the transport left the ground, taking them to the Savari vessel orbiting her planet, taking her away from everything she ever knew and loved. She cast her gaze to her lap. Her heart breaking, she twisted her fingers together, and sobbed.

  “Oh, my Lady Goddess, how could you abandon me so?”

  * * * *

  Lucan watched from beneath lowered lashes as Jaynee sobbed her heart out. The panther inside him stretched, screamed out its rage. Its mate should not hurt. Should not cry. Unable to stop himself, he took the seat on the other side of her, effectively boxing her in between them.

  He knew she’d try to escape. He’d do the same in her situation and because of that, he and Dare needed to come up with a plan to subdue her. They needed her. He couldn’t allow her to escape them. She had to know, to understand, that she belonged to them, as they belonged to her. And he knew just how to do it.

  Unable to sit near her without touching her smooth skin, Lucan reached over and wrapped his hand around hers. Using the pad of his thumb, he gently rubbed circles against her clenched fist, doing his best to offer what little comfort he could. She tensed beneath his hand, tried to move away but seated between them as she was, she couldn’t escape his touch. He vowed before this night ended and a new dawn approached, she would welcome their touch, would beg for it. For that, he’d need Dare to work a miracle before they reached his ship.

  Tell me you have a pleasure chamber aboard your ship, Dare.

  Dare lifted his eyebrows. His eyes glittered and a wry smile spread across his face. Lucan caught a glimpse of fang and knew his triad partner understood exactly what he planned for their mate.

  There are several aboard my ship, actually.

  Can you make one unavailable to the rest of the crew?

  I can do better than that. My personal quarters have such a room, though our people call it a training room rather than pleasure chamber. All Savari men are taught the proper way to train their mate to submit, to relinquish all their fears and concerns to us during intimate times.

  Lucan nodded his understanding. The Pantari weren’t so very different when it came to the need to sexually dominate their mates. In all other areas of their life, the Pantari embraced their women’s strengths, their independence. But in love play their need to take charge was an inherent instinct, a drive so strong it was impossible to ignore for long.

  Good, then have your people prepare the room. Jaynee will not leave it until she submits to us and to her own desires. She likes to be dominated during mating, needs it as much as we need to dominate. It is only the suddenness of the changes we’ve wrought upon her, the need for her to give up all she knew and loved, which keeps her from surrendering her heart to us. It is that which we must overcome.

  You speak wisely, Luc. Perhaps there is a way in which we could give her back that which she believes lost to her. I shall think on that as well.

  Good. It is settled then. Luc looked down upon his mate. Her eyes were closed. Dried tear tracks marred the delicate beauty of her ivory skin and her cheeks were flushed. His breath caught in his chest as he gazed upon her. To him, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Nothing could—or would—ever change that for him.

  * * * *

  The moment the shuttle landed upon the deck of the Savari ship, Jaynee opened her eyes. If she were to escape this would be her best chance for success. Before she could even rise from her chair, she felt the current enter her again. She looked down, saw the glowing wand and raised stunned eyes to the wielder. Lucan, looking almost feral, turned toward one of the warriors from the square and handed him back the weapon.

  “Thank you. I hope this is the last time I’ll need your assistance.” His gaze, filled with determination, dropped to hers and if she could have moved, she would have moved as far away from him as she could. The predator was unleashed and she his prey of choice.

  Focused on Lucan, unable to move, unable to speak, there was no way for her to avoid Dare when he once again leaned over and gave her an injection. Warmth flooded her body. Her pussy clenched. Her clit twitched. Cream slid down the inside of her thighs. Her eyes widened in disbelief. What the hell had he given her?

  “It is a mild aphrodisiac, natoya. It will heighten every sensation, every movement you make, until you beg us for relief, and even then, until we feel your spirit willingly merging with ours, we will not join with you.”

  Her mind raged and screamed. Fear and anger, desperation and heartbreak warred within her. What would she do? How would she ever get away from them? They would torture her. Rape her. How could they do such a thing if they loved her as they claimed?

  “We only do what we must. It is you who won’t allow us into your heart. You hold yourself back from us. Do you think we would make you give up all that you know and not do the same?”

  Lucan bent down, met her angry glare with his own. A growl rumbled from his chest, his lips lifted in a snarl. “If you truly loved us, believed in our ability to provide you with all that you need, you’d not be in this situation. Before the night is out, you’ll know in your soul that we belong with each other, despite whatever circumstances brought us together.

  Dare lifted her into his arms, before she slumped to the floor. Her arms and legs had grown leaden, useless. Would they continue to keep her like this if she refused to submit? How long would they try to force her into submission? How long must she endure their cruelty?

  She didn’t know if she could ever trust them now. What little trust that formed at her home, was destroyed, shattered into a million shards, like broken glass upon a sidewalk.

  Have faith in your men. Have faith that they have your best interests at heart.

  Who are you?

  You know. There is nothing to fear. Your mates love you. Let them prove it to you.

  Unable to think of anything to say, she closed her eyes, avoiding the stares of Dare’s crew as they carried her from the shuttle and to whatever fate awaited her.

  It took but minutes for them to reach their destination. She could feel their excitement, their desire. Their hunger burned. The desire raged inside them, a ravenous beast desperately waiting for permission to break free. And she’d be the meal they would feast upon.

  Before she knew it, they stopped, then placed her on something plush and soothing. Still, she refused to open her eyes, to acknowledge them. She wouldn’t give them the satisfaction. The rustle of clothes, the metallic sounds of metal meeting metal, and the heavy breathing of her mates made her curious, but still she refused to allow her curiosity free reign. That would only lead to more heartbreak.

  Her eyes snapped open when she felt a needle slide under her skin. Another wave of heat washed over her but this time the sexual need didn’t increase. Instead her fingers and toes began to tingle. Confused, she looked from one male to the other.

  “We don’t want to just use your body against you, mate.” Lucan’s raspy voice brushed against her, sending shards of tinglin
g sensation straight to her dripping pussy.

  “No, we want you to enjoy this night, natoya. We want you to know that we’ll never leave you wanting. We will provide all that you need, as you will do for us.”

  Before she could get full feeling in her extremities, Dare picked her up, cradling her against his chest as Lucan made his way toward a door she’d not noticed until it silently swung open in front of him. She gasped. Her mind raced. Every wall, every surface was dedicated to carnal pursuits. When her gaze landed on the hanging restraint system, she knew exactly what they had planned for her. Oh, Lady Goddess. How would she ever survive?

  * * * *

  She shuddered, desperate to escape her bonds so she could make herself cum. Hours had passed since they brought her into this room, strapped her into this netting where they had access to all parts of her body as she hung suspended in midair.

  She needed release, needed it with ravenous greed. “Please?” she begged, forgetting their decree she not speak without permission. Luc’s sharp slap on her ass caused her gasp. Heat flared in her sopping cunt. Fire tingled up her spine.

  “You were told not to speak, mate,” he growled. His gentle caress rubbed away the sting. She gasped when Lucan’s fingers stroked her pussy. Gently, he parted her lips, his fingers circling her clit, before he lowered his head and sucked her pulsing nub. He inserted one finger, then another, stretching her. The strong pull accompanied by the deep stroking of his fingers inside her channel threatened to send her over the edge.

  Her thighs quivered, her hands trembled. By the Lady Goddess, she couldn’t take much more. They needed to stop this torture. They needed to fuck her, to let her cum.

  She’d do anything, say anything to get relief. How could they let this go on for so long? She wanted to sob, she wanted to scream, but most of all she wanted to be fucked. Now.

  * * * *

  Unwilling to just watch any longer, Dare approached his mate. Watching Lucan devour her pussy, listening as she begged him mentally to ease her ravenous need, had driven every sane thought out of his head.

  His cock bobbed in front of her face, heavy with need. Her eyes flicked up to his, desperate need warred with anxious anticipation. She moistened her lips with her tongue and a drop of pre-cum greeted her in response.

  “I won’t tell you again, natoya. Take my cock in your mouth and suck it dry. I want you to take every drop of my seed when it spills. I want you to lap it up, as a Pantari feline would sweet cream.”

  Finally, after what seemed hours instead of just the few seconds that passed, she dragged her tongue over the head of his cock. More pre-cum spilled into her mouth.

  His hips began to jackhammer against her mouth, and as she squirmed beneath the simultaneous assault Lucan was making to her cunt, moaning around his shaft, his aggression, his need to dominate her, increased. He knew he was being too rough, but he couldn’t help himself. His Savari instincts demanded she take him as he was—all male aggression and driving need.

  Her breathing grew ragged, and still he didn’t slow down, didn’t ease off the pressure or tempo. His strokes were deep, hard, forceful, and she took it, took all of him. Dare sensed no protest in her mind, in her heart, though the fact that Lucan was doing his best to drive her out of her mind, probably helped matters.

  The pressure around his shaft increased, and his balls drew taut against his body. Tingles raced up his spine and his hands began to shake, and still he forced his cock even deeper, wedging it down her throat. Dare groaned as he felt his cum rip out of his balls and down the length of his cock.

  Savage pleasure raced through him as his body found release. “Swallow it, Jaynee. I want to see you consume every last bit of my seed. And when you’re finished, you’ll do the same for Lucan.”

  Dare clasped her head, wrapping her hair around his fingers just as hot jets of semen spilled down her throat. Ropes of cum shot out of his cock, and still he didn’t let up his grip. Dare could see the tension running through his mate’s body. It wouldn’t take much to send her careening over the edge of release. Now was the time to get her to agree to their terms.

  Dare dropped his gaze, meeting Lucan’s hungry stare from beneath her weeping cunt. At his slight nod, Dare looked into his mate’s passion glazed eyes. “If you agree to go through with the Binding Ritual, we’ll let you come, natoya. We’ll love you all night, and through the rest of the trip to Savar. All your needs, your desires will be seen to. I’ll fuck your ass, as Lucan fills your empty channel and only when you can’t take any more, will we let you rest.”

  Lucan’s rumbling purr interrupted the tense silence as they waited for her to make her decision. It may not be fair to pressure her, to force her to go through this on such a short acquaintance.

  Yes, they’d only known each other a very short time, and had no courting to speak of, but he knew, as Lucan knew, they were a part of each other, and nothing would change that. He couldn’t let her fears keep them from having a happy future, and he’d spend the next thousand years showing her how much he adored her, needed her in his life, so she never regretted mating with them.

  When he thought she’d refuse out of sheer stubbornness, she heaved a shuddering breath then nodded her acquiescence. Joy winged its way through his heart. Beneath her, Lucan’s throaty purr announced his own happiness with her agreement.

  “Then let us now see to your needs, natoya. We can’t have word reach the outside that we’re not men who will honor their vows. And this promise, we are more than happy to fulfill.”

  And love her they did. For three days and nights until they reached Savar, Dare and Lucan did their best to see that her every waking desire was seen to, from making sure her favorite foods were available to quenching her body’s demands to mate.

  It was up to Jaynee whether or not she fulfilled her promise to them, and they could only hope they’d earned her trust, her belief in them. With much trepidation the men left her, giving her time alone for the first time since they’d abducted her. All their hopes for the future rested in her hands.

  .

  * * * *

  Giant trees loomed over her head. They were so tall, it made her dizzy when she craned her neck to see the tops. The large leaves were a vibrant shade of purple. As big as her hand, they resembled those pressed between the pages of the spell-book she’d found. Oak, though the color was something she’d never before seen. The author of the book wrote in her own hand that the tree was called oak. This must be a hybrid of those Earthen trees.

  It seemed strange to find this world so much like her own, yet still so foreign. She bit her lip, still trying to overcome her silent rage at being brought here against her will. Still she promised to cooperate and she would not have her males punish her again for her disobedience.

  Her face burned at the thought of her punishment. She hated it and enjoyed it at the same time. There must be something wrong with her. Normal women didn’t like to be spanked and restrained during sex, did they? She shuddered, remembering Luc’s sharp slaps followed by his gentle caress, rubbing away the sting.

  She spun in a circle, looking around. The wide band of trees surrounded her, the vivid colors of their purple and blue leaves, breathtaking beneath the moons beams. A thick carpet of purple and blue leaves covered the grove inside the stone circle. An altar, marbled with veins of pink, stood between the two largest upright stones. Casta blooms of pink and white decorated the circle. Their star-shaped buds glittered with dew and their stems—braided together in a delicate rope—were draped over most of the shorter standing stones. Tears filled her eyes at the collective beauty. It seemed even though his people were strange and hard at times, their souls were pure.

  Dare and Luc still stood outside the circle of stones. Their glimmering black robes made them appear sinister somehow. Maybe it was the hoods pulled up over their heads, or the way they kept their heads down and their hands tucked into their sleeves.

  It still irked her that Luc knew what the hell was to hap
pen during this ceremony and she was kept in the dark. She still hadn’t forgiven them for stealing her away from her world, her life, but she had grown to trust them during the three day trip to this world.

  A wedding ceremony with witnesses she could understand. But this…this not knowing their secrets was really beginning to grate on her nerves.

  Jaynee, whatever should happen in this circle is an affirmation of your love and your trust in your mates. If you refuse them, if you show you do not trust them by not following their requests, you will forfeit your right to bond with them. You will also doom the three of you to a childless existence. You can only bear the children of these two men. To any other you are sterile. Remember this when you think to refuse them something in the next few hours.

  Jaynee chewed her thumbnail and wondered if the voice she heard was that of the Lady Goddess? Who else could it be? She looked over at her two mates and knew she trusted them. She vowed to herself, that come what may, she would do everything they asked of her, as long as she remained in this circle.

  Soon, cloaked figures moved from the cover of the trees, silently approaching them. They surrounded her and her mates. Dozens of people gathered around them, clasping hands as they formed a circle. Only the whisper of wind through the trees broke the unnatural silence.

  Two men broke off from the rest, entering the circle. One wore a robe of red, the other green. They entered the circle and stood before her.

  They looked her up and down, their faces blank. She fought the urge to draw her own covering closer about her as they looked right through the transparent material to the naked flesh underneath. Their eyes probed her. It was almost as if they thought her unworthy to take her men to mate. Perhaps they did.

  “Who petitions the council of Savar to bond with this woman?” the man wearing red asked.