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“We’ll all head back
together. Poor Tomas
and Stefan probably want to get
off guard duty soon anyway.” Sadie began cleaning up the table and Davina moved
around to help.

“You realize soon
enough we’ll all be heading home to babies. It’s the final stage after Grace is
mated,” Layla sing-songed as s
he packed up her
things. “We’re each to bring the first of the free women into the world.”

“Any
announcements, girls?”
Grace asked. She was amazed when she took in the sheepish
looks around the table, tight lips holding back grins of happiness.

“Oh, we did
n’t want to over shine your event so we weren’t going to
make the announcements yet…” Eloise squealed.

“All of you?” Grace
asked, incredulously, her eyes wide in astonishment.

Nods
from each of her sisters.

“Layla passed along
these herbs from Adelina that
opened our wombs for
fertilization,” Paige explained.

“Oh.
Mamma.”
Davina rolled her eyes. “Always at the
root of everything is my mamma.”

* * * *

Trevor wrapped his
arms around Grace’s shoulders and leaned against her from behind. She looked
sullen as her eyes surveyed the vineyards surrounding them. With Davina
preparing her shop for their time away and nothing more for them to do before
they left,
Grace looked lost.

“Grace, Princess, you
need only ask for anything you want. I will be happy to send someone to get it
or go with you but I will not let you wander about on your own.”

Grace, Trevor, and
Davina had been staying in the Santucci’s guesthou
se,
which Adelina was trying to convince them to turn into their permanent
residence. Trevor was hopeful they might be able to renovate their cabin and
move higher into the woods surrounding the vineyard. He knew that’s what Grace
wanted, and he could admi
t having more distance
between them and Davina’s family would be nice.

Trevor knew Grace had
been going stir crazy. They were just a few days away from leaving for their
Pronouncement in Italy, and Grace had a few last-minute errands. Errands Trevor
refuse
d to let her run.

“And Davina is where?”
Grace asked
,
her arms crossed over her chest.

“Davina has a guard at
her shop’s front door. Your guard just happens to be me, your fabulously sexy
and charming mate.” Trevor gave Grace that grin he knew she couldn’t
resist. “So where are we off to?”

“Ugh. I don’t see why
I need security like this anymore. It’s too much.”

Despite her outrage at
feeling confined, Trevor also saw the fear flash in her eyes before she looked
away. He simmered his anger and lowered his vo
ice.
“Princess, I know we’ve been on heightened security for a long time now but
it’s nearly over. Until that prophecy is fulfilled on this trip, you must be
protected. If for any reason we’ve missed a threat, each of you could still be
in danger. It’s not
a risk any of us men are willing
to take.”

She relaxed into him
just as he knew she would. If he could only learn to gentle his voice with her
more often, but sometimes it was difficult to remember to alter his approach
with each of his mates. Grace neede
d soft while
Davina wanted it real. It would get easier, he counseled himself.

“You must know that I
could never forgive myself if I allowed any harm to come to you.”

Grace spoke quietly,
her words barely audible when she asked, “Because I am your mate?”

“No, Grace.
Because I love you.
Sono così pazzo d'amore per
te
che morirei per te!
I love you so much, for you I'd die and I cannot risk losing you.”

All the fight and
tension drained out of Grace at his honesty. He’d yet to tell her he loved her,
but he n
eeded her to know. He needed both of his
mates to know that he may have fallen into this, he may have been clueless
about his role in the prophecy, but now, he couldn’t be happier.

 
Soon he’d introduce his mates to his
parents. He would be proud to stand w
ith them at
their Pronouncement and offer himself to them for the remainder of his life.
They would be nearby to the village in Italy where he grew up, the village
where the prophecy originated thousands of years ago. He’d been ignorant to the
details of t
he prophecy and had been astounded to
learn just how close he’d been to all this history.

Trevor knew their
Pronouncement would be a marked occasion for their race, and especially for the
original families still residing in the village. They were the guard
ians of the sacred land. His mother and the other ladies
still tended the gardens around the sanctuary and on the hillside near the
tomb—the tomb that he’d always thought of as the cave where he played with the
other little boys growing up.

Trevor shook hi
s head at how much he now knew. The idea that he would play
a role in releasing the women of the
Magdalena Circle
from their curse left him feeling
humble. His mates had no idea what a gift they brought him, and damn if he
wouldn’t spend the rest of his ti
me showing them just
how important they were to him.

* * * *

Grace ran her hands
down Trevor’s bare chest. After his confession of love, she needed to feel him
close. She ran her fingers through the soft sprinkles of curls on his chest and
trailing down
his abdomen. She brushed the shock of
curly hairs at his groin before she reached with a firmer grip to hold his cock
in her hand. Trevor gasped. She’d never been so forward. In the few weeks they
had spent locked away at the cabin, Davina had been the agg
ressor, but Grace was learning.

Trevor closed his
eyes. He appeared relaxed, but his rough voice told Grace he wasn’t. “What has
gotten into you, Princess?”

 
“I need to be close to you,” Grace
confessed as she moved her body lower. She brought her mouth do
wn along the same line she’d been tracing with her finger
as Trevor watched through lowered lashes. She locked eyes with him so he could
see her desire and know what she wanted without words.

Her body grew warmer
as she watched his eyes dilate. He wanted h
er, and
Goddess, she wanted this. Never had she imagined craving a man, but this man
was now indispensable. She absolutely needed him and she needed this moment
with him. There wasn’t a single doubt or fear inside her.

Grace ran her fingers
across his ches
t and down the ripples of his abdomen
again, marveling at Trevor’s sinewy, tight muscles beneath soft flesh. When he
tried to pull her back up, Grace resisted, pulled free, and drew a wet line
with her tongue down his delicious body.

Grace paused when she
got to his cock. It was thick and, if she were being
honest, a wee bit scary. She bit her lower lip and considered her next move.
Shaking her head at herself, Grace closed her eyes and closed her mouth around
the head of his cock. She used her tongue to li
ck him
with firm strokes up the sides, feeling the grooves and ridges below his firm,
smooth skin. Then her tongue found the knot just below the head’s ridge and
teased it just as Davina had told her to do.

Trevor stiffened and
put his hand on her head. “W
hoa. You can’t do that or
I won’t be able to hold back. I don’t want it over yet.”

She didn’t want it
over yet either. Grace’s mouth began to water with need and she hummed as her
own excitement grew. Her body screamed for release—a flood of moisture in he
r core—but she wanted to give this to him. For just this
time, Grace yearned to control their intimacy. She reveled in the power she
held over his body and the knowledge that she was capable of giving this
pleasure.

Grace licked up and
down his length with
little flicks of her tongue. Her
confidence grew and she ran her tongue all around to feel his velvety skin
before she licked more of his salty pre-cum from the tip. Trevor was yummy.

“Princess, you don’t
have to do this,” Trevor explained. His hand was o
n
her head and as much as he told her she could stop, his body held her to him.

Grace pulled her mouth
from his cock and looked up at him. He was beautiful, and she wanted to give
this gift to him. Bending her head down again, she used her tongue to lick t
he drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his cock. Then
she gripped the base of his shaft with her hand and shivered when she saw that
her fingers didn’t reach all the way around. She was so small in comparison to
him, something she loved about being wi
th him. She
felt protected.

She felt Trevor’s
muscles coil beneath her hand and decided it was time. She had brought him
close using all the tricks she’d watched Davina employ. In one slow movement,
Grace slid the smooth shaft into her mouth, lapping it wi
th her tongue as it passed smoothly in. She stopped only
when she felt it touch the back of her throat. He was still only partially in
so she stroked towards the root with her hand. He felt wonderful, warm and wet,
hard and smooth.

She worked him out and
b
ack in with a steady rhythm. “Mmm,” she hummed as
she moved him out and back in deeper.

Trevor caught on to
her rhythm and began softly tugging on her hair, massaging her head to the same
tempo. Grace felt a fine sheen of sweat form along his body that had
her nipples sliding against the fine hairs of his thighs.
She looked up at him while keeping his cock firmly at the back of her mouth.
She felt through their bond the effect she was having on him. She’d never felt
more power in her life. He was ready to e
xplode. She
had brought him here.

Now, she’d finish
this. Grace wanted to see his release, taste it, and hear it. She quickened her
pace while maintaining the rhythm she now knew he liked. She stroked harder as
Trevor let go and, shifting his hips, pumped
his
shaft in and out of her mouth. Grace tightened her lips on him, forming
a suction
, and drew out a loud groan from Trevor.
He was panting and his head moved from side to side. She was pleased with
herself as she saw her strong mate lose control at her h
ands.

Then, absolutely
certain what was coming next, Grace took Trevor’s cock deep into her throat.
She swallowed around his shaft just before she felt the pulsing of his release.
She swallowed every drop he spilled, relishing in the knowledge she had brou
ght him this pleasure. Goddess, she could get used to this
power.

Chapter Seven

Trevor lay holding his
mate, his sweet Grace, as she slept in his arms. When she’d initiated sex with
him and then had taken his cock into her mouth, he’d nearly lost it
immediately. It was just something he didn’t imagine her
doing. She was the timid one. Now, his Davina was another story. He’d come to
expect that straight forwardness—maybe a bit of bossiness—from Davina. Tonight
though, Grace had blown his mind.

Grace wa
s snuggled into his side, exhausted from her own orgasm
that he’d insisted on after he’d regained his senses. Trevor tried to be still
and allow her to recover, but sleep wasn’t in his future. It seemed every time
he took one of his mates, he couldn’t sett
le down
until he had the other. The knowledge that two fantastic women belonged to him
was a rush.

He felt her sultry
little movements along his body and realized Davina had caught him unaware.
Thank the Goddess she was home. Trevor turned his head toward
her, but couldn’t move without disturbing Grace.

“Glad you’re home. You
need to hire employees.” Trevor spoke to her while she undressed.

For his benefit, she
didn’t use her power, but slowly stripped down to her nakedness. Then she lay
down on her side an
d brought her bright red lips to
his. Trevor leaned in and bit her lower lip. He drank in her cherry flavor,
then
licked along the seam of her plump lips
until she opened to let his tongue slip in. Trevor tried to be soft as he
kissed her and explored the
rounded curves of her
body, but he was finding it hard to fight back his need. He used firm strokes
from her breasts, trailing down her side to her waist, and to the globes of her
ass. Trevor kneaded her flesh as it grew warm in his hands. He hungered for
her.

Breaking the kiss,
Davina spoke, “I smell sex.”

“Yes, you do. The
little princess got frisky tonight.”

“She did? What did she
do?”

“Rolled on top of me,
held me down and gave me head.” Trevor exaggerated a bit for effect.

Davina
quirked her eyebrow, k
nowing well enough not to
believe the story.

“Okay, but she did
give me head,” he admitted.

Davina nodded. “Good
girl, Grace. I saw her watching me like she was studying the technique last
week. She’s never been with a man before, you know.”

“I guessed
that though you wouldn’t know it from the blow she gave. I
also guessed you were her first woman?”

“You guessed right.
She is all ours and we’ll never have to share,” Davina agreed.

“Just with each other,
and I happen to know that we are very good sharers,
”
Trevor whispered in Davina’s ear.

As gently as possible,
Trevor kissed Grace’s head. “Davina is home, Princess. Want to help me greet
her?”

Grace opened her eyes,
smiled at Davina, and rolled herself off Trevor. “Tired,” she mumbled as her
head hit the p
illow.

Trevor and Davina
laughed. Then Davina ran her fingers through Trevor’s curls and brought his
head back to hers. They kissed, mouths fusing, as Trevor positioned himself
above Davina. Her legs opened to spread around his hips and her hot center pres
sed against his groin. Fuck, just a single pivot of his
hips and he could slide home. Trevor balanced on his elbows so he wouldn’t
crush her as he marveled at her deep blue eyes that seemed flecked with brown
sugar. Her dark slanted eyebrows and narrow che
ekbones
gave her an aristocratic appearance that scared some people off. Trevor found
it sexy. Her confidence, and occasional dominance, was smoking.

“Watch me while I move
inside you. I want to see your every reaction,” Trevor leaned down and
whispered in
Davina’s ear.

Sitting back, he ran
his fingers over smooth skin before touching her wet folds. His finger eased
inside and Davina let out a gasp. While he moved his fingers gently in and out
of her, Trevor lowered his mouth to her generous breasts, greedy
for a taste of the dark rosy nipples pointing toward him
and begging for attention. Who was he to deny his mate anything? His tongue
licked while his teeth nipped softly.

“Are you ready for me
yet?” Trevor asked in a light teasing tone.

“Do I feel ready?”
Davina shot back.

Trevor laughed.
Goddess, Davina was a handful and he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. Her
scent filled his nostrils as he took a deep breath and aligned his cock to her
core. Her body bowed toward him as she gazed up at him with curio
us eyes. Small bursts of colored light released from her
body like a starting gun.

With Davina’s body
fully open to him, Trevor pressed forward until he was fully seated inside her
core. Their eyes remained connected to one another, watching all the emotio
n swirling inside them and around them through her powers.
She looked beautiful laid out beneath him with her dark black hair a contrast
on the white sheets. Her eyes gleamed with lust and he couldn’t resist a moment
longer. As much as he wanted to savor t
he moment, to
take it slow, he couldn’t hold back.

Trevor pivoted his
hips, thrusting in and out while he built into a rhythm more forceful than he
would use on Grace. His need to connect with Davina while still having Grace’s
scent on him was so great tha
t he couldn’t stop
himself from indulging his power. He allowed his strength full reign as he
drove into her. Everything was beyond the stopping point.

Davina’s breathing
quickened and she fought for breath as her back arched with each of Trevor’s
thrusts.
He placed his hands under her buttocks to
raise her hips off the bed and reach a different angle. With each rounded globe
of her ass held in his large hands, Trevor adjusted until he found that spot
he’d been looking for, the one that would blow her mind.
It wasn’t long before he felt her shudder. Davina was close. And thank
fuck because he was close himself and no way was he shooting off before his
mate.

Afraid of disturbing
Grace, Trevor took Davina’s mouth just as a scream was ready to pierce the
room.
She screamed into his mouth as her inner
muscles squeezed his cock. She brought him over the edge with her. He continued
to pump into her as they both came down from their high. Then Trevor used one
of his sharp teeth to bite her lower lip and instantly d
rew blood. The scent alone raised his arousal again, but the taste was
even better. The life-sustaining blood he took from his brothers as an unmated
Breed didn’t have the same qualities of a mate’s blood. Now that he tasted of
his mates, nothing else coul
d sustain him again.

Trevor felt Davina
bite into his skin and groaned at the sensation of her drinking from him as
well. The rush of their combined blood in their mouths was powerful. He moaned
and moved his hardening shaft slowly inside her channel. He c
ould feel each tendon as Davina’s cunt grabbed him to hold
him inside her. His mate met him thrust for thrust as their heat built once
again.

Davina pushed her hips
against him as he penetrated her with both cock and teeth. She was sitting up
now, face to
face with him, and tiny fingers reached
from behind her to finger her nipples. They’d woken Grace, but she didn’t seem
to mind as she joined in, her fingers nimbly pinching and twisting Davina’s
hardened buds. Letting go of Trevor’s lip, Davina threw her h
ead back.

“Grace, Trevor, I’ve
never… Oh Goddess… Please, please, more,” Davina called out nonsensical words
as she rode Trevor.

For a woman, she had
extraordinary strength as her inner walls locked onto his cock and drew out
every ounce of life force he h
ad to give. Trevor was
wiped out, but still his rigid shaft refused to soften. He stayed inside of
Davina as she came down from her orgasm.

They shifted to
lay
down, Grace on Davina’s other side.
Their tongues tangled in a melody they’d become accustomed t
o. Their post-sex kisses were lazy and slow. Their blood
mixed with the slight residual flavor of his semen on Grace’s tongue, an
intoxicating blend.

Trevor would remember
these days of their Acclimation with fondness as their bodies connected and
learned
the rhythm of the others. For the rest of
their time on earth, the three of them would take their sustenance from one
another. They would live and die together, and that knowledge gave him peace.

* * * *

Their arrival in the
Village of Origin was as
chaotic as Davina had
imagined. It was a small farming village in central Italy. There were few
accommodations, but their two families—the Santuccis and the Sinsters—were able
to find two large homes they could share. Many of the villagers, all of whom wer
e of their race, were excited to hear the reason for their
visit. The prophecy was at last being fulfilled. Hundreds would be attending
their Pronouncement. For their race, it was more than simply another ceremony.
It would change their world.

First
though, she would meet the people who’d raised the man that
had already changed her world. Trevor was nervous. Davina watched him run his
fingers through his hair dozens of times during their flight and then again on
the drive to the village. His demeanor
shifted from
playful to rigid, and she wasn’t sure he’d even spoken more than a few words.
Those were only in response to being asked questions.

Trevor was facing his
conservative parents, sharing the news that he’d mated with two women. While
Davina’s par
ents that are more progressive had
embraced it, they had also known of the prophecy and understood their triad was
part of how it was to be fulfilled. Trevor’s parents didn’t have the advantage
of time. They would be bombarded by the entire story at once.

Davina linked her arm
through Trevor’s and leaned into him as they walked towards the waiting crowds.
People had spilled over into the street to greet them, and it appeared that
many knew Trevor. Men patted him on the shoulder. Older women kissed him on th
e cheeks. Younger women scowled when they saw Davina at his
side. Children called out to him.

“It’s like you’re a
celebrity.” Davina tugged on his arm, teasing.

“Not many leave,
especially to serve in the TEU.” Trevor shrugged off her teasing, but graced h
er with one of his sexy grins. Then he noticed Grace wasn’t
nearby. “Where’s Grace?”

“She was talking with
her mother and said she’d catch up to us.”

“I want her with us
when we meet my parents.” He looked over the heads of those surrounding them to
search
for Grace.

A wind swept across
the plaza and most of the people backed towards the buildings to ward off the
sand blowing from its force. Davina and Trevor stood firmly in place. The
swirling ribbons of pink burst from a quick puff of smoke. It was unmist
akable. Davina knew it was the teleportation of one of the
women of the Magdalena Circle. As the purple and pink swirls coagulated into a
form—no, two forms, she saw Grace and Chiara. At first, they were
translucent, ghostly in their ethereal state, but th
en
their bodies melded into a solid form. 

Grace squealed in
delight, hugging her mother before moving to hug Davina and then Trevor. “I did
it. Mother has been teaching me and I wanted to show you both.”

“I knew you could
harness your powers.” Davina’s vo
ice was filled with
pride.

“I’m just glad you’re
here. I didn’t like being without you.” Trevor’s gruff voice reminded Davina
how tense he was.

“I didn’t mean to
upset you.”

“You didn’t upset him.
He’s nervous about introducing us to his parents. Your surp
rise was fantastic. Next, we’ll try it together. Oh, and
then we’ll see if we can transport Trevor with us.” Davina grew more excited as
she considered the possibilities.

Trevor was shaking his
head.
“One step at a time.
Has any other Valendite Breed ever
teleported?”