Chapter 32

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E verything was warm. Oppressively so. Kyree shifted, raising her clammy hands to her face to try and brush the sweat away from her skin, but she was met with resistance. Her arms were locked against her sides.

Blinking her eyes open, she stared at the sleeping face of Honour. Relief flooded through her in an instant and she relaxed. She was warm because Honour was pressed up against her, and if she closed her eyes, she could feel that Hudson was behind her. She would know those two bodies anywhere. They were ingrained in her mind and memory now.

Settling in, Kyree tested her muscles and her strength. She already felt amazingly better than she had when they’d returned to Reine. She had needed the rest far more than she’d wanted to admit, and it was a good thing that Hudson and Honour had made her lie down.

Though she’d never admit that to them. They’d gloat forever, and she’d never hear the end of it. Kyree wiggled her tail when she became restless. She needed to move. She’d been still far too long.

Honour groaned.

Scrunching her nose slightly, Kyree paused and looked Honour over. That hadn’t been an annoyed groan, that was for sure. Testing a theory, Kyree moved again. She wiggled her fluke back and forth in a quick fluttering motion. Honour groaned again, the sound reaching Kyree’s ear like a siren’s call.

“Keep that up and you’re not going to get out of this bed,” Honour mumbled, but her eyes remained closed. “Hudson’s all tease without you. Unwilling to put out.”

“Is she?” Kyree whispered, making sure that her lips brushed against Honour’s ear. “Maybe she just didn’t want to leave me out.”

“That’s what she said. I don’t believe her though.” Honour turned her chin to the side, pushing Kyree’s mouth harder against her skin. “But I’m serious, if you don’t stop, I will take you right here and right now.”

“What if that’s what I want?” The thrill that ran through Kyree was everything she had hoped for and more. This was what she’d been waiting for, wasn’t it?

“Kyree…” Honour groaned. Her eyes opened, and she locked them on Kyree’s. “I want you to hear this from me, okay?”

“O…kay?” Kyree was nervous now. There was something between them that she wasn’t able to name, but she desperately wanted to put her finger on it and sort it out. She wanted love and hope. She didn’t need pain and anguish any longer.

“This is your home. Fuck the deep sounding mers. You deserve everything, and I’ll make sure you’ll get it here.”

“We will,” Hudson chimed in with a stifled yawn. “Even if Honour is a jerk about it sometimes.”

“Shut up,” Honour snarked back. “She doesn’t know what you’re talking about.”

“What are you talking about?” Kyree asked.

“Soulara asked Honour to help her build someplace for the humans to live—to be clear, the humans who helped us win the war.” Hudson skimmed her hand down Kyree’s arm to her hip and then around her front. She gently stroked her finger along Kyree’s slit.

“Oh!” It was a half-moan and half-surprise. Kyree hadn’t been expecting that move from Hudson, although she was more than a little ready for it. “They deserve asylum for what they did.”

Honour paled. “Asylum.”

“Yeah.” Kyree gasped when Hudson slid one delicate finger just inside her slit. “Yeah, don’t you think, Honour?”

“Fuck,” Honour replied.

“What?” Kyree asked.

“Honour told Soulara she was full of shit and that no human deserved anything.” Hudson answered for Honour, adding a second finger inside Kyree’s slit. “She thinks that all humans are disgraceful and should die.”

“I do not,” Honour mumbled. “I need to go talk to Soulara.”

“Not yet.” Kyree grasped Honour’s wrist tightly and kept her in place in the moss bed. “Not yet.” She breathed out those two words as Hudson found her clit and teased it gently. She was struggling to keep her head and her senses on this world with everything going on.

Kyree rested her forehead on Honour’s shoulder and her eyes fluttered shut. She couldn’t focus. Everything about this moment became soft gentle touches that she never would have expected from these two. But now she knew without a doubt that they both were so soft inside, so desperate to be cared for and to care for someone.

“Not yet,” Kyree said again.

“Not yet, what?” Hudson crooned from behind her. “Because I think you want this so many times that you won’t be able to see straight.”

“Not so much,” Honour interjected. “She’s still recovering.”

Kyree groaned in frustration. These two were going to be the death of her if they didn’t touch her more. She needed them to feel her, to bring her to the brink of pleasure, to allow her this type of release one more time.

“This is exactly what she needs.” Hudson pressed her lips to Kyree’s shoulder, kissing her gently. “Honour and me inside her.”

That thought sent a pleasurable shudder through Kyree.

“See? Even her body knows it.”

“Touch me already,” Kyree ordered. “I’m tired of waiting.”

Honour pushed impossibly closer, their tails lining up. Kyree gripped onto her hip to hold herself still while Honour added her fingers against Hudson’s. They fought for control, for which one got to touch her when, and their chaotic movements were enough to send Kyree over the edge. She bucked her hips and clenched tightly as she gasped her way through her orgasm.

Would the two of them ever not go head-to-head on something like this?

Without warning, Hudson flung herself over Kyree’s limp body and pressed Honour down into the moss. Their mouths crashed together hard, dueling for control. Honour dug her fingers into Hudson’s side, trying to make sense of what was happening while Hudson’s body shook with laughter and joy.

Kyree couldn’t stop the smile from lighting up her face. She’d missed these two so much, and having them together again in the same room, together without the stress of an impending war—this was so much better than the first time. They weren’t battling against themselves anymore. Everyone there was joining together and battling to see who could give the most pleasure at once while trying to make sure that they didn’t receive the most.

Well, all except Kyree. She really needed to get in on this.

Slipping her hand between their two tails, Kyree found Hudson’s slit and started the same pattern that Hudson had done on her. The growl was ferocious and delightful all at the same time. The distraction gave Honour the upper hand she needed, and she flipped them, landing on top of Hudson and pinning her to the moss.

“Nice try, Rebel.”

Hudson chuckled low and seductive. “All you generals are the same.”

“What do you mean by that?” Honour asked as she pressed kisses down Hudson’s chest, across her collar bone and to her breasts.

“You have such a weak spot for those who willingly oppose you.”

“I do not!” Honour jerked her head up just in time for Hudson to flip them back over again.

Kyree laughed loudly. She’d let them tussle it out for a bit before she joined back in. Or…she could be the reason they stopped tussling. When Hudson took both of Honour’s hands and planted them above her head, not allowing her any movement, Kyree took the chance. She pressed one hand to each of them, not hesitating as she slipped inside them and teased them.

Both Honour and Hudson moaned at the same time, their bodies going lax in an instant before tightening again.

“You’re a witch sometimes,” Honour whispered.

“I couldn’t agree more,” Hudson responded.

“You two can’t have all the fun,” Kyree added as she flicked her fingers over their clits. “I deserve to at least have some of it. Don’t I?”

“Yess…” They both growled at the same time.

“Don’t cut me out just because you think I’m weak.”

“Hardly weak,” Honour murmured.

“Strongest mer I know. Including this one,” Hudson said with a laugh, indicating Honour. “Though she won’t admit.”

“Yes, I will.”

Even now they were still fighting for who was in charge. Kyree would no doubt get very good at navigating this line between the two of them. As part of the punishment, she shifted and bit Hudson on the shoulder. Hudson cried out, and the sticky wetness that covered Kyree’s fingers was exactly what she wanted.

Honour’s laugh of amusement over the action was enough to cause Kyree to turn and give her the same treatment. She wasn’t going to let either of them get the upper hand on her. They both needed to be put into their place a bit. Kyree was determined to let them know that she was going to be in just as much control as each of them.

They’d all three have to fight for it, but that was how this relationship was going to work. No other way. Kyree smiled as she teased them together, bringing them up not one at a time, but simultaneously. They needed to know that they were in this together, all three of them, and it wasn’t going to work without all of them here for this.

“Now admit it,” Kyree said, her breaths coming in short. She was just as worked up as the two of them. “You both are in love with me and with each other.”

“Yess…” They hissed out the word at the same time.

They were all going to learn something today, and Kyree was going to make damn sure of it. They needed to admit what they were feeling and then move on from there.

“And we’re going to make this work, no matter what.”

“Uh huh,” Honour answered, clenching her eyes shut tightly.

“Damn straight,” Hudson muttered quietly into Kyree’s ear. “We’re never giving this up. Even when Honour knows she’s wrong and won’t admit it.”

“Good.” Kyree increased the pressure of her fingers against their clits and then she just waited. She kept the pattern firm and strong and consistent, watching each of them carefully to see when they hit the edge. Unsurprisingly, Honour was the first one to be overtaken by her orgasm.

From what she’d said earlier, Kyree assumed that Hudson had worked her up and then refused to finish the deed. Honour wouldn’t be so cruel as to do that. Kyree left her fingers inside Honour while she continued to tease Hudson, reveling in the feel of both strong mers bending to her will, that the three of them together could make such beauty in this one particular moment.

When Hudson cried out, tightening her grasp on Kyree’s body to hold herself still, Kyree knew what was coming next. They would have to dive back into the work they’d committed themselves to. The only difference is that now they wouldn’t be doing it alone.

Now it would be the three of them.

Always and forever.

When they’d all calmed, and Kyree once again found herself sandwiched between the two stunning mers, she dared herself to ask Honour the question that had been bugging her.

“So what are you going to do about Soulara?”

“Grovel,” Honour answered sharply. “I hate when she’s right.”

“Not just her,” Kyree reminded.

“Perfect. Now you’ll all be insufferable,” Honour grumbled.

“Only for you, love. Only for you.”