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He wants to humiliate me – to hurt me and make me suffer for him…

…and Iwanthim to. It turns me onso fucking muchknowing how Kitos enjoys making me whimper, plead, and moan.

His huge hands dart forward and Kitos grabs my nipples. He pinches and pulls on them, sending tendrils of pain and pleasure through me.

Kitos was nearly at the point of explosion already, from roughly fucking my mouth. Now, he fucks my pussy in a frenzy – aching to release himself inside of me. His eyes shift with every thrust, growing to become a light green color that reminds me of spring. They’re the color of new life – of new beginnings.

Kitos leans forward, kissing me deeply and passionately. I never thought anyone could have such a desire for me – and now all three of these men are demonstrating it.

Kitos’ tongue invades my mouth as deeply his cock invades my body. With a growl, he thrusts deep inside of me. His left hand pinches my nipple so hard that I can’t handle it…

I cry out, and the moment I do, Kitos releases himself inside of me.

I feel the utter relief of satisfying the Bond – sensing him cumming deep inside of me. I experience a sharp, quick, devastating orgasm – as though my body is already too used and satisfied to withstand another quivering, quaking release like before.

I gasp out as Kitos keeps cumming – thrust after thrust flooding his hot cum deep inside of me. He finally ends – his huge balls completely drained.

Kitos breaks off his kiss. He’s gasping and panting.

"Are you okay?" I ask. He’s trembling from exertion. Sweat is glistening across his body.

The towering Aurelian sighs luxuriously – and then he laughs. It’s not a sweet laugh, or one of triumph. It has a sour taste to it.

"My Gods,” Kitos murmurs. “What have Idone?"

He asks the question – but I don't know if he's waiting for an answer, or just asking the question rhetorically. My mind feels so clouded from all the pleasure – but as it starts to clear, the sharpness of the situation makes my eyes widen.

I try to ignore my mounting panic.

What have I done? Oh, Gods! What have I done?

Kitos sits shock upright. It's as though he’s hearing something I can't. He stands up from the bed. I don't know whether I want him to hold me tightly or leave me with my thoughts – but apparently, I won't get the choice of either.

"I have to see the others." Kitos’ green eyes are starting to fade back to their regular slate-grey – as though the changes weren’t permanent.

Is that true? Everything I thought I’d known about the Bond told me otherwise.

It also tells me that I'm now linked to these three towering Aurelian warriors…

…for eternity.

There is no freedom possible anymore. Aurelian’s are possessive.

Obsessive.

Even controlling.

The species travels the entire universe, desperately searching for their fabled fating mate – even knowing the chances of finding her are infinitesimal…

…or so I’d thought.

If an Aurelian triaddofind their Bonded, fertile, Fated Mate, one thing remains certain.

They’ll never,everlet her go.

Everyone knows the all-male Aurelian race has been dying out for centuries. Without the Bond, the only way for Aurelians to reproduce is through their cryo-chambers.

The problem? Most Aurelians die far in the deep reaches of space, away from the cloning facilities that keep their race alive.

Despite their best efforts, the writing has been on the wall for nearly a thousand years. Without the Bond, the Aurelian species will become extinct.

Except now, I’ve become one of the half-dozen women in existence who can save the Aurelian race – by bearing Daccia, Kitos, and Hadrian their sons.