They spent the day wandering around the ranch. Theyn was fascinated by everything, his scientist’s curiosity shining in his face as he examined every plant, every animal, and every insect he encountered. Beno also showed signs of fascination, but Sera was willing to bet that his interest was based more on what was or was not a threat to his partner than in any sort of scientific curiosity.

She enjoyed visiting with the horses and cows. She had been raised in the city, and her experiences with cattle rarely took place outside of steak houses.  She had ridden a horse twice before, but she was not exactly proficient. Still, she was fascinated by the large animals with their long-lashed dark eyes.

The three of them were leaning against one of the whitewashed split rail fences that surrounded the pasture, watching the cattle roam and graze. She asked, “Were there large mammals like these on your planet?”

“Of course,” Theyn answered. “We had a very diverse biosphere. The creatures were different than what you have here, but in many ways, they were similar. It makes me believe that there are only certain forms that life is able to take to remain viable.”

Beno said, “Some say the similarities between lifeforms on different planets are because they were all created by the Burning One.”

“That’s your god?” she asked.  He nodded. “Do you believe in him? Or her?”

“The Burning One has no gender,” Beno said softly. “We have a neutral pronoun in our language that is applied to the god. Here, I suppose we will have to use the masculine, due to your cultural expectations and the limitations of your language.”

She felt both amused and mildly insulted. “So sorry for our failings.”

Theyn chuckled. “That wasn’t a judgment. He’s just very, very blunt in his opinions.”

Their companion nodded with a slight smile. “I’m afraid I’m not as cultured as my partner.”

“Well, he is royalty,” Sera teased.

Theyn groaned. “I’m going to regret telling you that, aren’t I?”

“Most likely.”

They fell into a companionable silence. She stood between them, feeling the heat from their bodies enveloping her. Her skin tingled with their warmth, and she felt moisture building between her legs. She could feel her cheeks flushing, and she hoped that they wouldn’t notice.

Unfortunately, they were both very perceptive. Beno told her, You don’t need to be ashamed of your feelings. Your mating urge was triggered, and we bonded. We are meant to find one another enticing.

She put a hand to her forehead, a nervous gesture. “What do you mean, bonded? Did you do something to me?”

Theyn smiled. I think you’re well aware of what we did to you… and with you. Surely it was more memorable to you than that.

Now she was really blushing. Of course I remember.

When we were together that way, when our energies merged with yours, we bonded. This is a spiritual transformation, something that very few trios can ever experience, Beno explained. It is a sacred thing to us. You are sacred to us.

She frowned. This was getting very metaphysical, and that was ground that made her uncomfortable. I don’t want to be sacred.

Theyn’s quiet voice asked, What do you want, Sera?

The answer came before she could filter or contain it, something she was learning was a danger in this mind-to-mind communication. To be loved.

Theyn turned her face to his, his hand gentle on her jaw. “Then you have what you want.”

He kissed her, his lips burning hot against hers. She moaned, surprising herself with the depth of her immediate need for him. Her mouth opened, and his tongue slipped inside, dancing against hers. Beno’s hands went to her hips, and he gently turned her body toward his partner, pressing against her back as he had before. His arms encircled her trim waist and Theyn’s hands cupped her face as he continued their passionate kiss.

She felt her knees turning watery, and she leaned against Beno, who held her up. She was trembling, heat suffusing her entire body. She wanted them beyond her capacity to think it through. Just like in the hotel, all of her caution and her thoughts were shattered, replaced by a desperate animal need to make love to them.

Theyn broke the kiss, his own face flushed, his eyes shining more brightly than before. She struggled to catch her breath and leaned into Beno’s embrace. The brunet kissed her ear, then whispered, “Let’s go inside.”

She could only nod. Beno gathered her up into his arms and carried her back to the house.

He took her into their shared room and sat on the mattress, holding her on his lap. Theyn stood before her and ran his hands through her blonde curls, looking into her eyes.

“You are beautiful,” he breathed.

She pulled him down so she could kiss him, and he went willingly. She could feel Beno shifting, slipping beneath her so that her legs straddled his thighs, her backside pressed to the growing hardness at his core. His hands cupped her breasts and squeezed gently, and she moaned into Theyn’s mouth. His lips quirked, as if he was trying to smile without breaking the kiss, and he took her hands in his.

Bonded, he told her. Let us complete our circuit again.

She nodded and groaned her consent. Tendrils of energy reached into her from both Ylians, their spirits extending to meet with hers. She could feel her own soul gathering them in, collecting these cords of energy and uniting them with her own. It was like melting in the most delicious way, body, mind and spirit working together to make them one.  Beno’s desire was Theyn’s desire was hers, and the combination was impossible to resist.

Theyn slipped her T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside, his eyes burning with his lust and with a more powerful emotion that she was afraid to name. Beno unhooked her bra and gently pulled it free, releasing her soft mounds from their confinement. Theyn took a moment to shed his own clothing, and while he was occupied, Beno caressed her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingertips, lightly pinching the hard nubs. She moaned and leaned back against him, feeling his rock-hard cock pressing against her buttocks. She wriggled against him, drawing a groan from deep in his throat that rumbled through her like a little earthquake.

Theyn returned to their shared embrace, his nude body glittering in the light that shone in through the window. He was almost painfully bright to look upon, and in that moment, he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

His erection was jutting out from his hips, begging for attention, and she took it in her hand. She loved the way it felt, all velvet over steel, and she leaned forward to take the tip into her mouth. He tipped his head back and groaned, and she licked his slit, lapping up the moisture there. He was sweet and salty at the same time, and she loved the taste.

Beno’s hands opened the zipper on her khaki pants and slipped inside, his large palm cupping her wet folds and holding her like a treasure. He stroked her, his fingertips playing at her opening, light as a feather and filling her with electric need. She moaned, and the vibration rumbled up Theyn’s cock. He gasped and gripped her hair again, just hard enough to show his profound appreciation.

One of Beno’s fingertips dipped inside her, and her internal muscles clasped it tight, trying to draw him in further. He kissed the back of her neck and retracted that finger, letting it glide over her pleasure nub. She shivered at the touch and took more of Theyn into her mouth. Theyn’s pleasure was Beno’s pleasure was hers, and they all felt the effects of it.

She slid down onto her knees, giving Theyn the attention he deserved and letting Beno get rid of his constricting clothing. She wanted to feel them both inside of her, and his jeans were definitely in the way. She looked up at Theyn and saw his rapturous expression, his pleasure at her ministrations echoing through their bond until they all felt the joy of it.

Stop, Theyn requested, pulling back. I don’t want to come yet. Not until I’m inside you.

She released him and rose to her feet, and the blond Ylian pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. She wished he had unloaded in her mouth so that he could taste himself on her tongue. Beno stripped her the rest of the way while they embraced, and then Theyn pushed her back down onto his partner’s lap.

She slid down onto Beno, his thick cock sinking into her, filling her. She gasped at the sensation, her body tingling with the gentle penetration. She spread her legs so that his thighs were between her own, and she rocked on his hard flesh, rising and falling with deliberate slowness. He pressed a heated kiss between her shoulder blades, something he had done before. She smiled and looked up at Theyn, silently inviting him to join them.

He straddled Beno’s legs, too, his cock nudging the other man’s member. She felt the shift begin, and once again, the two became one. The hard meat filling her up expanded inside of her, and she tipped her head back in delirious pleasure. If there was a heaven, then surely this is how it felt.

They made love to her gently, their thrusts slow and deliberate, their mouths and hands worshipping her like a goddess. She shook with the ecstasy of their touch, reeling in the triple pleasure that their connection brought. She grabbed Theyn’s hips and pulled him closer, urging him to speed up, and they complied. Faster and faster, they rocked into her body, dragging their hard heat over her tender lips, rubbing against the source of her pleasure. She thrust back against them, urgent for release, and the sound of flesh on flesh filled the room, punctuated by their moans and gasps.

When climax came, it was soul-shattering. She screamed in the joy they brought to her, and both men moaned and trembled as they filled her with their seed. Quivering, barely clinging to consciousness, she fell still, cradled in Beno’s arms as Theyn rested on top of them, his heaving chest pressed to hers.

Nothing had ever been so glorious.