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That gives me even more urgency to my heated actions. Ineedto feel them before they’re gone from my life. Ineedto trust them – totakethem.

Suddenly, Brennan’s tongue invades my mouth, and he’s claiming it as his own.

Then, I feel it.

The huge, hard head of his cock pressing against my sopping, wet slit. I’m so fucking turned on right now – but yet, I already know there’s no possible way for his impossibly huge shaft to fit inside of me. He’llruinme.

But Brennan’s pre-cum is slippery against me, and each throb of his heartbeat makes his cock throb and squirm against my clit. Each beat of his powerful heart sends ripples of pleasure through me.

Brennan breaks off the kiss, and a growl rumbles deep in his throat.

The mating rage is overwhelming him – and, perhaps, me too. I’m panting with a mixture of need and fear – scared, yet needingso badlyfor him to completely lose himself inside of me.

At the same time, Otho’s hands are a vice-grip on my thighs, spreading my legs open and making me helpless to Brennan’s tantalizing cock. I tense up, trying to close my legs – but there’s nothing I can do, and I’d be terrified if there had been; because I’d lack the willpower to do anything about it.

“Surrender,” Otho whispers in my ear – and I obey. This time, my surrender is absolute.

I’ve craved this for my entire adult life. I’ve craved the feeling of beingutterlytaken by Aurelians. Ever since I first thumbed through the pages ofOn Aurelians, I’ve wanted this so badly – and that desire only grew the moment I encounteredrealAurelian warriors.

Now, I want so badly for Brennan to lose control – my desire far stronger than what I fear might happen to me if he does.

I don’t care any longer – even if I can’t walk for days afterward. Ineedthis. Ineedto be taken.

My legs go limp, and Otho spreads me open even wider for his leader.

Brennan’s eyes roll backward as he presses forward. I run my hand against his hard, sweat-soaked abs, feeling the heat radiate off him as his rock-hard cock presses against me –intome.

He’s so fuckingbig! And yet, the copious, dripping pre-cum smearing over my eager pussy must have been evolved specifically for this purpose – for allowing dominant Aurelians to stretch, and fill, and tame the tight, tiny little holes of human females.

To resist him now would be like trying to stop a metal bar. Brennan presses into me, and I force my hand against his abs, both craving for him to push himself completely inside of me – and at the same time, being utterly unable to handle the thought of if he does.

And yet Brennan is relentless – and suddenly he’sinsideof me, sliding deeper and deeper.

Oh, Gods! I feel like I’m being split in half. I whimper at the sudden, insistent pain – but then, the sensationmeltsinto something else within my mind.

No…Brennanis in my mind. His consciousness tears through my innocence and penetrates deep into the very core of my being.

My jaw drops open in a gasp of new lust and awe.

I canfeelhim: Brennan’s aura!

He’s inside me now – metaphysically, in a way beyond the clumsy flesh of our human reality. I can feel his soul inhabit mine, and it’s dark and twisted and beautiful. Brennan is tortured and angry – his aura a ball of black and red within my mind. He’s a man who has gone too far, and who feels he can never be redeemed. His aura is tumultuous, like a storm of black oil that corrupts every last recess of my mind.

But the pain of his anguished soul is nothing compared to his utter desire for me. It’s a need greater than that for air or water – so primal and all-encompassing that I only understand now the true power of what I do to him.

The Bond.

Oh, Gods!

I’ve been fascinated by Aurelians, and I’ve devoured every word I could find written about the Bond, but even I’d barely thought it was possible for me to actually be Bonded to this triad.

I mean, what are the odds? The first Aurelians I’ve ever encountered – and to them, a passing encounter during a clandestine mission…

But, then again, the Bond is one of those things that defies such laughable randomness as ‘odds.’ There are no odds in this universe, perhaps – only destiny.

And as for the Bond… I’d be lying if I pretended that some part of me hasn’t ached for it ever since the moment I first laid eyes on these towering warriors. It’s such an intrinsic, core part of the Aurelian culture and mystique – and what women wouldn’t want to be the subject of it?

The Bond takes over my mind, linking me to the dominant warrior whose cock is buried deep inside of me. As he presses deeper, Brennan’s eyes focus in on me – as if regaining his rationality for the first time since the mating frenzy overwhelmed him.