the
initial pain, and she no longer wished he’d stop. Far from it. She met his thrusts eagerly, and
whimpered her delight when he reached around to circle her pulsing clit.
The bed dipped beside her, and strong arms lifted her. She found herself wedged between
Gavin and Trent, lying on her side. She leaned her head against Gavin’s chest, and sighed as
Trent stroked her hair and kissed her neck. His cock had remained in her ass, but he’d stilled his
rhythm as they moved her into this new position. Hands rubbed her up and down, and Gavin
wrapped an arm around her as she calmed down bit by bit. Her tears had dried up, but she still
soaked up the comfort they gave her, as well as the forgiveness they whispered into her ear.
She peered into Gavin’s handsome face, smiling at the man she’d once hated. She’d hated
Trent too, once upon a time. Her life had changed drastically since the day he’d carried her over
the mountain to the castle. She no longer harbored a shred of hatred for either of her mates, and
she thanked the Goddess every day for bringing the three of them together.
“You know we love you, right?” Gavin said, cupping her breast.
Her throat constricted.
Love. He’d said love!
“It’s true,” Trent said into her ear. “We love you very much.”
Gavin smiled. “Our sweetling girl. Our little human mate.”
“I love both of you too, very much,” she said, barely managing the words past her
burning throat. She pressed her lips to Gavin’s, and then leaned back to accept Trent’s tender
kiss.
What happened next was an erotic blur. Trent urged her up to straddle Gavin, keeping his
cock inside her ass the whole time. Gavin guided her down on his shaft, inch by inch, and as he
entered her pussy, she felt the fullness of Trent’s cock in her ass more acutely. She came after
Gavin lifted her up and down on his engorged length a few times, and as the powerful release
rippled through her insides, her bottom hole clenched hard around Trent’s hugeness.
After she returned to her senses, Gavin resumed lifting her up and down, making her ride
his cock. Behind her, Trent joined in the tempo of their movements. Sweat ran down her temple,
blinding her as she became lost in their bodies, and in their souls. As she found her release again,
Gavin moaned and his cock jerked inside her, his seed spurting into her depths. Just as she
recovered from the intense bliss, Trent fisted his hands in her hair, and she felt the heat of his
essence filling her ass.
Her mind hazed over, and she sighed as Gavin withdrew from her pussy. Trent released
her head and withdrew from her ass, and she fell down on the bed, no longer able to support
herself. She was spent. Devastated.
Vaguely, she was aware of a cool cloth being pressed to her head, wiping the sweat from
her eyes. Another cloth was pressed to her well-used pussy, and then her asshole, cleaning her
off. She smiled up at Gavin and Trent, grateful for their thoughtful, gentle care.
Gavin curled up next to her, pulled her close, and fell fast asleep. The rise and fall of his
chest against her back relaxed her further. Trent joined them under the sheets, and gazed quietly
into Amelia’s eyes as the fully risen sun shined through the windows, dancing across the covers.
Warmth spread through her as she began to drift off between the mates she couldn’t
imagine living a day without.
Two brothers. One of the light. One of the night.
She’d never managed to recall the rest of the song about Banded Men from her
childhood, but it didn’t matter. She knew how the story ended. With a real place to call home.
Not the ridiculously massive castle with its long hallways and hundreds of rooms, but right here .
Between Trent and Gavin. This was her home, sweet home.
The End
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