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The statement landed like a physical blow.BurnandBrightexchanged another glance, this one filled with immediate, sharp concern.Theplayful lust vanished, replaced by protective alarm.

“I don’t think you should have done that, baby,”Burnsaid, his frown deepening as he looked up at her.Hishands, which had been gripping her hips, now stroked her sides in a soothing gesture.“See, we can’tBondwith you unless we can form theTwin-Bond.Andthe only way to do that is to?—”

“—merge our shafts together—which is something we can’t do because we’re not really brothers,”Brightfinished for him, his voice grim.Theold wound—the fundamental flaw in their partnership—ached all over again.

“How do youknowyou can’t merge your shafts together?”Noelleasked, her tone challenging.Sheshifted onBurn’slap, deliberately grinding her bare pussy down against the hard ridge of his erection straining against his trousers.Themovement made both warriors groan.“Haveyou eventried?”

“Well…no.”Brightfrowned, thrown by the simple, logical question.“Butthere’s no point in trying—we know we can’t because we’re not really brothers.TheDNAresonance isn’t there.”

“I think you ought to try,”Noelleinsisted, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.Thenshe moaned softly, a genuine sound of need, and rubbed her palms over her own breasts, teasing them and pinching her nipples.“Oh,IthinkIfeel theBondingFruitjuice working—Ifeel soempty.Ineed you both, deep inside me.”

Bright andBurnexchanged another look, this one longer and more considering.Thesight of their woman in distress—her curvy body already responding to the powerful aphrodisiac—was a call to action they couldn’t ignore.

“Idohave that bonding frameIgot in the bedroom,”Brightsaid slowly, an idea forming in his head.“Igot it after we met thatSeer, hoping…well.”Heshrugged, trailing off.Itwas obvious what he’d hoped for—something he was now almost sure was impossible.Butwas it really?

The ornate, padded leather frame had sat, gathering dust in the corner of their bedchamber for ages—a monument to a failed dream.Buthe could never bear to get rid of it—even during the long, cold days whenBurnwasn’t talking to him.

“Well…”Burnfrowned thoughtfully.

He looked down atNoelle, at the desperate hunger in her eyes and the way her inner thighs were already glistening with her juices.Hecupped her breast, his thumb stroking over her tight nipple, and she arched into his touch with a broken little cry.

“I guess we could try,” he said at last.“Evenif we can’t merge our shafts, we could still fill our lady.Evenif we can’tBondwith her, we can still satisfy her that way.”

Bright gave him a serious look, the weight of the moment settling over them.

“You’d do that with me?Pressyour shaft fully to mine so we can enterNoelleat the same time?”Theintimacy of the act, even without the mystical merging, was profound.

Burn met his gaze, his dark eyes blazing with a fierce protectiveness and a love that had survived both betrayal andHell.Henodded once, a sharp, decisive motion.

“I’ll do anythingIhave to for the woman we both love.”

Noelle moaned again, louder this time, her body beginning to tremble.Sherocked againstBurn, her slickness surely soaking through his trousers.“Dios, please…Ineed you both in menow…”

“Gods,Ithink she took too much of theBondingFruitjuice,”Brightmurmured, his concern spiking.

Noelle’s pupils were fully dilated and her skin was flushed with a feverish heat.Thejuice was meant to facilitate theBonding, to prepare a female’s body, but an entire concentrated vial… well, the effects could be easily overwhelming.

“We need to tend to her.Now,” he said.

“Yes, we fucking do,”Burnagreed, his voice rough with a mixture of worry and desire.

He stood easily, liftingNoellein his arms as if she weighed nothing.Sheclung to him, nuzzling his neck, begging softly for them to fill her.

“Let’s bring her into the bedroom,” he said.

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BURN

Burn carriedNoelleinto the bedchamber, her warm, pliant body a precious burden in his arms.Thescent of her need filled his head, driving out every impulse but one:claim her, fill her, make her ours.

He laid her down gently in the center of the vast bed, the one built for twoTwinKindredand the woman they loved.Itwas a symbol of a future he’d feared was lost, but now, with her writhing before him, her dark hair fanned out like a halo across the dark blue coverlet, hope was building in his chest.

What ifNoellewas right?Whatif theGoddessdidmean for him andBrighttoBondher to them?Therewas only one way to find out—they had to at least try.

“Please…Ineed you both!”Noellemoaned again.Herlittle pussy was on full display, glistening and swollen, the outer lips already parted and shiny with her juices.Thesight was an irresistible lure forBurn.Hecouldn't help himself—he knelt between her thighs, his big hands spreading them wider, and lowered his mouth to her sweet little cunt.

And once her salty-sweet flavor rolled over his tongue, he lost all sense of time.Hedidn't just taste her—hedevouredher.Histongue was a rough, demanding caress, lapping at her slit one moment and delving deep inside to sample her honey the next.Heflicked and sucked at her tight, throbbing clit, making her cry out, her back arching off the bed.