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“Oh my gods,” Hudson muttered as soon as Honour was there. “This is better… better… fuck…”

Honour grinned as Hudson convulsed, her entire body shaking in Honour’s arms. Kyree stayed against her slit, slowing her lips, and then staring up, not at Hudson but at Honour. Her gaze deep and knowing, happy.

Honour shook her head slowly.

Who would have guessed this would have happened? But that left one question ringing through Honour’s brain, a question she couldn’t get to stop.

Now what?

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Kyree’s lips rested in a soft smile on her lips. She had no inclination to remove it as she continued to float on the thrill and orgasms she had shared with her mermaids.

Her mermaids.

She liked the sound of that.

“Kyree?” Honour’s gentle voice was accompanied by the soft touch of her calloused hand against Kyree’s cheek.

“Honour.” Kyree’s smiled grew as she fluttered her eyes open and met Honour’s concerned gaze. Was this happy haze for real? She’d never imagined it would be this good. The fear of leaving her tribe, of being banished for life had been too much, but this had been worth it. She had no doubt about that. Every moment from the day she chose to leave had led to this, and she wouldn’t take it back.

“Are you all right?”

“Yes,” Kyree answered, not entirely sure why Honour was asking but appreciating it none the less. And no matter what the question referred to specifically, she was definitely all right. She was fantastic. She was alive for the first time that she could remember in her short life. She felt alive.

“Are you sure?” Hudson was beside Honour in an instant, her eyes just as filled with concern.

“What are you asking?” While her smile faltered a little, she couldn’t entirely lose the warmth that continued to fill her up. She shuddered as the memory of Hudson and Honour rippled over her body again.

“It was a lot.” Honour’s cheeks were spotted with a pink flush.

“You mean sex?” Kyree smiled a small chuckle bubbling from her lips.

She looked at Honour, whose eyes flicked away and then over to Hudson. Hudson’s eyes bore in to her own as she nodded.

“Oh, my sweet mermaids.” Kyree wriggled her body just a little, enjoying the way Hudson’s and Honour’s eyes roamed over the movement. It hadn’t been the reason for the shake-up in her body, but she’d take the looks.

“Hudson, Honour.” She turned to meet their eyes as she spoke their names. “Sex is a beautiful connection. And my life has always been about connection and how happiness is found with others.”

“But we know what it means.” Hudson’s voice was the softest Kyree had ever heard it.

“That you’ve chosen…” Honour’s voice shook a little, and Kyree wondered what she was holding back, even now. “…not to return to your tribe.”

Kyree gulped a mouthful of water and forced herself to swallow over the lump in her throat. “I’m not sure I would have ever returned.”

“Oh,” Honour said as she flicked her fluke gently, giving Kyree a bit more space.

Kyree gave her a small grateful grin. While Hudson needed touch to connect, Honour somehow understood that Kyree sometimes needed space.

“I’m sorry I didn’t handle Milan better.” Honour’s voice was small, like a child apologizing for being naughty. “I should’ve controlled my anger better.”

“You think?” Hudson smirked and bumped her shoulder into Honour’s. “Still, I’m pretty happy how it all turned out.”

When Honour looked over at Hudson, she gave a small wink.

“And you really are okay, Kyree?” Honour turned back to Kyree and asked.

“Yes.” Kyree smiled, ignoring the pain in her chest, as though her body held onto a bubble of air without her permission.