Odelm sighed and nodded. Hesitantly, he looked down at Selena, his hands grasping her thighs as his tentacles held her upright before meeting Xylo’s gaze.
Xylo slowly walked beside Selena and wrapped his vines around her torso as two of their flowered tips attached to her hardened nipples.
“Yes!” Selena moaned, her body bucking against her restraints.
A hiss escaped Odelm as he tried to keep his manhood unsheathed and attached to her.
The pleasure rippled through him, filling him with satisfaction.
Xylo kneeled on the bench, making it easier for his lips to find hers. He moaned as his lids closed. She sighed into the kiss, her mouth slightly parted, inviting his tongue inside. Not resisting her body’s needs, he dove in. His hand found her wet hair, the other her cheek as he savored her taste.
She cried out into the kiss, her tongue joining his. Xylo opened his lids to find Odelm’s face in its original position, along the juncture of her neck as he watched him. His pale green eyes burned bright with his determination.
“Let us please our nestqueen—together—nestbrother,” Xylo pathed, assuring him once more.
Odelm licked her neck with his thin black tongue, making Selena gasp as she continued to kiss Xylo.
“As she wishes.”
Odelm closed his eyes and kissed along her neck as soft sounds of vibrations started. They traveled through her body, vibrating both Xylo’s hand as he held her face, and his tongue wrapped around her own.
Xylo closed his eyes and absorbed the sensations radiating from both of them.
Hands found his grassy mane, gripping the strands hard, and pulled him closer, smashing Xylo’s vines between their chests as she devoured him.
Selena screeched into their kiss as pleasure burst through her into him. Xylo’s legs gave out from the sudden mental blow, pulling Selena down with him, the shock preventing him from letting go. His body wanted to remain touching hers, his vines wrapped around her, suctioning parts of her body while his hands gripped her tightly.
Sudden sounds of splashes thundered over the noise from the shower. Xylo knew it was the princes from his sworn connection with them. He opened his lids to both princes holding Odelm up, their appendages wrapped around him as they prevented him from collapsing onto the ground.
Their assistance didn’t deter Selena’s orgasm as the effects continued to course through to Xylo. The water beat down on them as Odelm’s shocks increased.
Selena pulled her mouth away and screamed, yanking hard on Xylo’s mane as her body shook from her second climax.
Xylo closed his eyes, body trembling from the mental assault—the bliss. It was as if he himself climaxed as he rode their journey together as a triad—a clan.
Chapter Nineteen Selena
A slight tug on my hair woke me.
A warm and soft cover was draped over my propped-up body as something cool shifted under me. Sounds of soft snarls and hisses filled the room, followed by muted chuckles. Curious, I opened my eyes slowly to a dimmed room.
Prince V’dim stared down at me, his turquoise eyes worried.
“Are you well, Selena?” his tenor mental voice caressed, laced with worry.
Movement above my head caught my attention, and I glanced up to find one of his dark blue tentacles gently holding my hair and another holding an elegant black comb with purple, sapphire, and emerald stones.
I tried to piece together what happened and how I ended up on V’dim’s lap.
There was the trial and its aftermath. Then Kaede took me to his room before I could get too far, and returned me to my nestmates, only to have Odelm usher me away. I remembered bathing with him, but after that, everything was hazy.
Tracing my nestmates threads, I found Xylo and Odelm nearby. I opened my eyes and turned my head in their direction to confirm their location. They were lying haphazardly on a round couch across the Royal Commons, unconscious to the world.
“What happened?” I asked V’dim confused.
“We don’t know.” He paused as he continued to comb my hair. “Z’fir and I followed Xylo after he became worried about you and Odelm. We walked into the master bathroom to find Odelm savagely attacking you against the shower’s wall. Xylo tried to calm the situation, only to join in. After you and Odelm… found your release, the three of you collapsed, requiring Z’fir and me to carry each of you out of the shower.” His hand softly fell to my cheek, and he gently guided my head to turn toward him. Our eyes met, and he searched mine. “I have been tending you since then.”
I couldn’t piece together what he said. I remembered Odelm being upset about me offering the princes to sire my offspring, and I remembered giving both him and Xylo rights to try. The last thing I could recall was my mouth tasting odd before I re-marked him—and him telling me to run. After that, my mind was blank. My body felt satiated and drained, but there was no pain.
I pulled my arm out from underneath the black blanket and found no marks along my skin. The cuts Zirene had caused were missing—no evidence left behind.
A series of chirps sounded nearby. My communicator quickly translated them into Galactic Common, echoing what was being spoken.
“Mine. Mine. Mine.”
“Caught. Caught. Caught.”
I turned my head to the direction of the chirps, wondering who was being claimed and what I saw made me gasp.
Kaede was on the floor on his hands and knees, my three cubs attacking him. He was in the same new black bodysuit as earlier, but his cape was draped on a chair nearby.
Meti was on his back, gnawing on one of his horns as her bushy tipped tail rapidly swooshed back and forth. The twins were double-teaming Kaede, standing on their hind legs as they yanked his long, dark blue hair in separate directions.
Kaede growled softly—clearly trying not to wake me up—as
