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It wasBrightand the emotion in his voice was almost enough to makeNoellecry.

“I thought you were asleep,”Burnmuttered hoarsely, looking up.

“I shared the dream as well,”Brightsaid softly.“AndIheard what you toldNoelle.”

Noelle held her breath, waiting forBurnto lash out…but theDarkTwinonly let out a deep sigh.

“I’m glad.Idon’t want to repeat myself.”

“CanIhug you?”Brightasked gently.“Ifthe two of us are ever going to form aTwin-Bond, we need to get closer.”

“We already sleep in the same bed every night,”Burnpointed out.“But… yeah.Iguess.”

Bright moved around to his other side, and the two men embraced.Noelle’seyes had adjusted to the dark enough to make out the faint outlines of their big bodies as they clung to each other.

She leaned closer, wanting to be part of it.Theyopened their arms, and soon she was wrapped in the circle of both warriors, their warmth and strength surrounding her.

“I’m fucking sorryIcouldn’t tell you before,”Burnmuttered toBright.“It’sjust… fucking hard to talk about.”

“I know.I’msorry…Brother,”Brightsaid.

Burn gave a half-laugh.

“You sure you want to be my brother?Nowthat you know what happened to my first twin?”

“I want it more than ever.”Bright’svoice was hoarse with emotion.

Noelle’s heart swelled as she snuggled between them.Shesensed that this deep wound had been standing between the two best friends for years—putting distance between them.

Dios, they’re really bonding.Orat least, they’re getting closer.

She didn’t know if there was a place for her in the sacredTwin-Bondthe two of them hoped to form.Butfor now, she didn’t care.

She was here with them and the three of them were safe in each other’s arms

And for tonight… that was enough.

25

NOELLE

The dark was absolute, butNoellewas anything but asleep.Afterthe emotional scene withBurnandBright, they had laid back down to get some rest…but sleep eluded her.

Curled between the two enormous, bare-chestedKindredwarriors, she was warm—almost too warm.Theirbody heat surrounded her like a living furnace, but it wasn't just the temperature that had her tossing and turning on the cold cell floor.Itwasthem.Theirscents…their heat.

And the aching, throbbing need that pulsed low in her belly.

Dios, what waswrongwith her?

It seemed like her newly transformed body was going into overdrive.

Her breasts felt heavy, almost painfully full, and her nipples had gone so tight they throbbed with every beat of her heart.Betweenher thighs, she was soaked—slick with need and pulsing with want.Herskin felt too sensitive—her body too aware of her surroundings.Everybreath she took was thick with masculine scent—spicy and dark fromBurn, clean and sweet fromBright.Theymixed together and the combined scent of both the big warriors was driving herwild.

It has to be that fertility treatment,she thought, squeezing her thighs together as another wave of heat rolled through her.Itdid something to me.

She tried to turn over, tried to sleep, but there was no relief.Herbody was humming—needy and restless.Shesqueezed her thighs together again, but the pressure only made her clit tingle and her pussy wetter.

Finally, unable to take it anymore, she slid a hand under the short hem of her silk negligee.Thefabric whispered against her skin as she lifted it and pressed her fingertips to her throbbing clit.Justone touch and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.