him. "Your right, it is." She saw Jamis flinch, but he didn't look away from her. "But that doesn't mean you're responsible for what happened after. Tecumseh and Nalo are. You're mine, Jamis, mine and Taarig's, and you aren't getting rid of either of us that easily." With that said, she pulled Jamis down by his shirt and captured his lips for a long, claiming kiss.
Jamis’s arms wrapped around Cali's waist, pulling her close as he returned her kiss. He couldn't believe she'd forgiven him. She had every right to say I told you so. She'd as much as predicted this would happen when trapped on that planet. Instead, she accepted him, faults and all. But Taarig hadn't said a word. Breaking the kiss, he looked to Taarig.
"T?" That single word revealed the depth of Jamis’s uncertainty in his friend's response.
"Cali's right. None of this was your fault, J! Taini told you she wasn't mated, then told her mate that you seduced her. As for not being your bond mate, after two hundred standard-years, do you really think you're getting rid of me that easily?"
All the tension immediately left Jamis’s body, and he gripped Taarig's neck and pulled him into his embrace with Cali. "Thank you, T."
Taarig just nodded. They'd been together too long to need words. Then he turned his attention to Cali and growled, his face inches from hers. "You will never do that again."
"Do what?" Cali asked, totally confused.
"Risk your life span for me. I won't have it! Do you understand me, Cali?!"
Cali's eyes narrowed at Taarig's tone. Did he think he could tell her what to do? "When it comes to the safety and welfare of my mates, I will always do what I think is best."
"Not if it risks you," Jamis added his voice to Taarig's. "I can't go through that again. My heart was sucked out of that airlock with you, Cali."
"Jamis…" she whispered.
"You are ours, Cali," with that, Jamis captured her lips in a brutal, claiming kiss.
Cali sank her fingers into Jamis’s hair, her tongue tangling with his, meeting his passion head-on. No more hiding who and what she was from him, from them. As she continued to kiss Jamis, she reached back, pulling Taarig closer. He readily complied, running his hands along her sides as his mouth ravished her neck.
"Gods, that feels good, Taarig," she gasped as she ripped her mouth from Jamis. This was what she'd always needed. These two. Her mates. But right now, she needed more. She needed them so deep inside her that she didn't know where they ended, and she began. But that wasn't going to happen until she got them as naked as she was. Using the hand still gripping Jamis’s shirt, she pulled.
Jamis jerked back, his eyes narrowing, as she ripped his shirt in two then began licking and nipping her way across his chest. It was going to take him some time to get used to the fact that Cali was Zagreus, which meant she was extremely strong. Strong enough to take everything he and Taarig gave and give it back. That fact aroused him in a way nothing ever had.
"You think you're in control here, little beast?" he growled.
She looked up at him through her lashes, finding she like the endearment. "I think you need to fuck me, but you're both wearing way too many clothes."
Faster than an exploding supernova, Cali found herself on her bed, flat on her back, with a naked mate on either side of her.
"Oh, we're going to fuck you, little beast, but first we're going to make you our Lalla."
"Yes," she moaned, her back arching up off the bed as they each sucked one of her nipples deep into their mouth, sending solar flares of desire straight to her core. Gods, it had been good between them before but nothing like this, with them moving in perfect sync, playing her body in perfect harmony.
"You're ours, little one," Taarig growled, releasing her nipple as both their hands moved down her body and over her mound. Each coated his fingers in her hot slickness. "This is ours."
Cali could only gasp when they both plunged thick fingers in and out of her tight channel, driving her desire so high that she nearly orgasmed. How was that possible when they'd only just begun?
"Please," she groaned, sinking her fingers into their hair. She had no qualms about begging for what she wanted. "More."
"Oh, we'll give you more, little one. Soon you'll be fuller