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The pulse of her mates’ combined orgasms drove her over the edge once more and she collapsed onto Fane, exhausted.

Sayre licked the crook of her neck where he’d bitten her and kissed her back. He eased his still semi-hard shaft from her ass, stood and padded from the room. He returned a while later, rolled her from atop Fane and placed a warm cloth between her legs. He gently washed the remains of their lovemaking from her and kissed her forehead.

“Sleep mate. You are fatigued.” He placed two fingers over her mouth when she would have spoken. “There will be enough time for your questions tomorrow after you’ve rested.” He placed more soft kisses on her eyelids. “I’m so proud of you, Laynee. We both are. You are 66

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indeed courageous to put your trust in us so soon.”

Laynee relaxed into their arms, allowing herself to drift to sleep wrapped in the warmth of her mates’ embrace.

* * * *

Fane left the room carrying another of her bags. She refused to leave her things behind. If they expected her to live with them they would take her things and like it. She smiled shyly at Sayre as he entered the room for another box. Making a detour to where she stood, he took her into his arms and kissed her deeply. “I thank you for your trust in this.”

“It’s enough that you told me what to expect, Sayre.” She smiled and lowered her eyes. “I realize you broke some sort of rule for your people by telling me what to expect. I appreciate your trust in me as well.” She licked her lips needing to ask him about what she saw last night.

“What was that energy field that surrounded us as we made love? I didn’t notice it until you returned from . . .” She let her voice trail off as heat bloomed in her cheeks. “Until you returned with the oil.”

He reached up and cupped her cheek, a soft smile on his face. “It wasn’t me who made that, 67