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An Eternally Three Novella: Lillians Rogues

Though Lillian Devereaux would enjoy being back in her jeans drinking coffee at the corner caf, she must do her job. Naked under the ancient robe, she walks to the cell where the Conclaves two immortal prisoners are kept. Renos new immortal life sucks. Day one, hes captured by cult followers. When he sees Lillian entering his cell, everything about her, much more than his chains, holds him hostage. Titus has been imprisoned by the cult for centuries. The moment he spots Lillian, primal hunger rises up inside him. Still, his ancient hate wont go down without a fight, despite his growing desire for the new high priestess. Lillian performs the seduction ceremony on Titus and Reno, and cravings take hold of all of them. Will the threesome let hate pull them apart or despite the evil pursuing them, will they hold on to their new love for each other? Genre:Mnage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal Length:23,809 words

LILLIANS ROGUES An Eternally Three Novella Kris Cook MENAGE AMOUR

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legal@sirenbookstrand.com; A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK; IMPRINT: Mnage Amour; LILLIANS ROGUES; Copyright 2010 by Kris Cook; E-book ISBN: 1-61034-067-1 ; First E-book Publication: November 2010; Cover design by Jinger Heaston; All cover art and logo copyright 2010 by Siren Publishing, Inc. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED:This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission. All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. PUBLISHER: Siren Publishing, Inc.: www.SirenPublishing.com DEDICATION To Mike Cintron. I appreciate your amazing help on this book. Thank you, my friend. To my author-buddies: Sophie Oak, Shayla Black & Melissa Schroeder. Thanks for always being there for me, even when Im a bit _______________. (Ladies, please feel free to fill in the blank.) Seriously, thank you!

LILLIANS ROGUES An Eternally Three Novella KRIS COOK Copyright 2010 Prologue Twelve years ago Lillian Devereauxs Aunt Grace clicked off the television. Time for a quick review of what youve learned from The Book of Timu. B-but Her favorite show,Dawsons Creek had just started. Aunt Grace, who had assumed the role of single parent for Lillian since her mothers death ten years ago, sat beside her on the sofa. Record it on the VCR. You can watch it after weve talked. Lillian used the remote to set up the recording. When she saw the red light that indicated the show was being taped, she turned back to her aunt. All right. Sweetheart, lets get started.

Lillian didnt like the lessons about all the crappy things in the world most people didnt believe existed. She knew they were realand important. Someday she would have to depend on this knowledge to stay alive. But sometimesLillian just wanted to forget about her future and just be a normal teenager. For years, Aunt Grace had bribed her with cookies to keep studying. Since Lillian had turned thirteen, her aunt no longer used trickery or promises of sweets. Instead, she demanded Lillian take time to study or lose privileges. If Lillian didnt pacify Aunt Grace tonight, she wouldnt be allowed to go to Jennys sleepover next Saturday. So, she sighed and waited for the questions. Aunt Grace placed the big black book on the coffee table. Tell me about this book. Lillian knew the volume so well, sometimes she dreamed about it. Its called The Book of Timu. It has lots of information about immortals who live in secret around us, but most of it is ancient propaganda. Excellent, Lillian. Continue. Past members of The Conclave also added stuff like secret spells to keep immortals from hurting us. Her aunt smiled at her, encouraging her to continue. And the other pages?

They list all the bloodliners in the world. You can use the book to find any living bloodliner by invoking a spell while touching it. Shed memorized all of this long ago, and now she recited the information in the hopes that her Aunt Grace would be satisfied. She really wanted to see if Dawson was going to dump Jen. Thats right. Youre doing great, honey. Aunt Grace opened the book up to a picture of a leathery-winged man with horns jutting out of his head and a spear in his hand. Black fire surrounded him. Lillian, what kind of creature is this? A demon. Malevolence all but leapt off the page. Aunt Graces boyfriend had been killed by a demon after an attempt to capture the immortal. A shiver shot down her spine. Thats right. And what do most people think about demons? That theyre evil and want to destroy humanity. Lillians frustration welled up. Aunt Grace, I already know this stuff. Cant we do this another time? Her aunt didnt respond to Lillians protest, but tapped insistently at the page in front of her. Do we believe demons want to destroy humanity? Yes, she recited, as shed been taught all her life.

Her aunt turned the page to another drawing. What kind of creature is this? Lillian leaned forward and peered at the picture. A winged man flew with a sword in his hands. Blue light rays shot out from him. Hes an angel. What do most people believe about angels? That theyre good. What do we believe? Lillian rolled her eyes. She wanted to call her friend Jenny after the show so they could talk about the episodeand the cute guys. If this lesson didnt end soon, it would be too late to call. Angels are not good. Aunt Grace nodded and turned the page to a picture of a man who held daggers in his hands. Green smoke hid the lower half of his body. What kind of immortal is this man? A jinn. Her aunt mocked, Dont they grant wishes to humans? No. Theyre evil. Exactly. Aunt Grace turned to another page. What about this guy?

Lillian looked down at the page. Similar to the jinn in many ways, but instead of daggers he carried a large hook in each hand and his smoke was purple. Thats an ifrit. Very nasty. Her aunt opened the book to two pages, each with its own brand of immortal. Lillian trembled. The two immortals imprisoned in the secret chambers of The Conclaves Temple looked just like the creatures in these pages. Most of her friends in middle school didnt know monsters were real. When Lillian looked at these pictures, she wished that she didnt either. Take your time, sweetheart. She didnt need time. The one with the silver wings, thats a phantom. The other with the gray smoke is a shade. Both very creepy. Thats right, sweetheart. Immortals are all evil. They want to destroy all humanity, but in particular our kind. She meantbloodliners . Lillian had been born a bloodliner, like everyone in her family, and she would die young because of it. No one had ever hidden the truth from her. For Lillian, there would be no fairy tale with a happy ending. Good girl. Yes. If it werent for The Conclave of The Bloodline,

we would all have become extinct long ago. Aunt Grace blinked as tears slid down her cheeks. How long do bloodliners live? Never past age thirty. Are you okay, Aunt Grace? As soon as she asked it, Lillian wished she could take the question back. Her aunt didnt answer, but hugged Lillian tight. After a long embrace, Aunt Grace released her. She tried to forget that Aunt Grace was already well into her twenty-eighth year. Time was ticking away for her precious aunt and stand-in mother. Her shoulders sagged at the thought of a world without Aunt Grace. With the genetic age limit of a bloodliner, Lillians own life was almost half over. Im fine, sweetheart. Her aunt wiped her eyes. Im just so pleased at how much youve learned. Lets keep going. How many immortals does it take to drain life from a bloodliner? This was the part of the lesson Lillian always dreaded the most. Two immortals for every human. Thats right, sweetie. Some passages in this book say that immortals can receive energy and return it to unsuspecting humans. Those are lies. The two monsters take the mortal to their bed, strip her, and then ravage her until they steal all her life into their own bodies.

Shed never seen an immortal in person. As an adult, she would have to face at least two of them. Aunt Grace didnt suspect that she knew the X-rated nature of the ritual she would perform someday for The Conclave. Lillian had secretly read the passages in the book that outlined the ceremony she would be expected to carry out. Shed cried herself to sleep that night. Sure, it was incredibly risky to siphon magical power from such creatures, but also very necessary. If the bloodliner doesnt die immediately, the human victim will pray for death. Thats the truth. Listen to me, Lillian. Never trust any immortal. They will lie to get what they desire from you. They will talk with silver tongues, but dont believe their false promises and empty compliments. They want to eat you alive. I wont, ever. Fear chilled Lillians bones. She couldnt imagine being naked in front of anyone but Aunt Grace, but especially not two nasty immortals. Youve been chosen, Lillian, for the highest honor of The Conclave. I know you will make me proud. Keep yourself pure and you will triumph. She had to or else. Once her initiation ceremony began, she only had forty days and nights to succeed in performing all the duties of her new position. The consequence of failure was too much to think about.

There were a few years and a lot more things Lillian had to learn before she would have to face the nightmares described in the book. But with her short life, the day would come all too soon. She repressed a shiver. It will be your job to make sure The Conclave has the power necessary to fight the immortals with their own weapons. Lillian wasnt sure she could do it. Defeat weighted her shoulders down. Tears pricked the back of her eyes. She shook them off. She had to be strongall bloodliners must. That was another lesson Aunt Grace had been teaching Lillian all her life. Why did I get picked? Shelia or Katie wouldve been better. Because youre very special, Lillian. Her aunt leaned in, kissed her cheek, and smiled gently. Why werent you ever chosen, Aunt Grace? Unlike you, my capacity to channel energy and wield magic is weak. How does The Conclaves council know mine isnt weak too? Trust their judgment, Lillian. The council has been choosing successors to keep The Conclave intact and The Bloodline safe for centuries.

Lillian knew the day would come when shed have to carry that burden, and she dreaded it. But tonight she wanted to watch her show and pretend she was a normal teenager. Im tired. Cant we pick this up tomorrow? Patience. The VCR is catching your program. Lillian sighed, rolling her eyes. Fine. Aunt Grace touched her shoulder. The Conclave keeps tabs on the three factions of immortals, making sure the scales dont tip too far in any one groups favor. What is the faction of angels and jinn called? The Alliance. Perfect. They claim to protect humanity. They lie. And the one for demons and ifrit? The Dark. Thankfully, her aunt wasnt reading one of the passages from the book about how the demons and ifrit tortured their victims. That always made Lillian nauseous. She wondered what Jenny and her mother talked about. Likely silly things like makeup or whether her room was clean. Lillian longed for that normalcy. She closed her eyes tight. It would never happen for her. Thats right, Lil. At least they dont lie about their intent.

What about the phantoms and shades who dont side with either The Alliance or The Dark, claiming to be neutral when it comes to mortals? The Rogues. The nature of phantoms and shades troubled Lillian. Though Aunt Grace had told her these immortals could work together when necessary, it rarely happened. They held no allegiance to authority and were very unpredictable. Benign one day, deadly the next. In Lillians mind, of all the three immortal factions, the self-serving and isolated Rogues seemed to be the most dangerous.

Chapter 1 9) Before the sun went below the horizon, the angel Rajiah was completely healed from his wounds from the earlier battle with the demons and ifrit. 10) He sipped the wine I had given him, and told me about other immortals roaming the earth. Timu, you know about angels and jinn, demons and ifrit? 11) I answered him: I do. Everything you have spoken I have written down as you commanded. 12) He continued: There are other immortals in the world that side not with the angels of The Alliance or the demons of The Dark. They live in secret, away from the Eternal War. 13) Like angels and demons, phantoms can hide their wings. Like jinn and ifrit, shades can hide their

smoke. 14) Timu, beware the Phantom and the Shade, known to humankind as The Rogues. The Book of Timu: Verses 9 through 14Chapter 3 **** Present If Aunt Grace were alive, she wouldve been filled with pride this night, standing right beside Lillian. But she wasnt. Lillian had to do this on her own. Looking at her reflection in the full-length mirror, she appeared as if shed traveled in time from the present to a more formal and elegant era before fast food chains and Internet dating sites. The white gown she wore helped to create the illusion with its silky lace, spaghetti straps, crystal beading, corset back tie, and chapel train. Her attendants, four giggling women, helped her with the veil. The youngest of the four squeezed her hand. You look so beautiful. She didnt feel beautiful, just frightened. Thank you. I can do this. I have to do this. Are you ready? One of the others asked.

Lillian scanned the mirror again. Nothing was out of place. Its an important day, but I think I am. The music in the other room grew louder, indicating the time had come. Youll need this. The youngest held out the ancient dagger still sheathed in its scabbard. Trepidation filled her at the magnitude of the new role she was about to take on. Taking the weapon, Lillian studied it. Shed only seen it once before. It felt heavier than she had expected. The camel bone hilt was covered in symbols, and the scabbard had jewels and gold fittings. The steel of the blade showed no stains or nicks, though Lillian knew it to be centuries old. The four attendants knelt before her. Mistress, be well. Lillian sucked in a lungful of air, turned away from the mirror, and faced the large wooden door with The Conclaves rune etched into its surface. Outside the walls of the temple was a metropolis with freeways, skyscrapers and millions of residents with no idea of the existence of evil immortals or of The Conclave. A shiver ran up her spine accompanied by awkwardness and

unease. One of the women tilted her head slightly. Theyre waiting for me to speak the ritual words.Rise. Walk with me and be my witnesses. In unison, they responded, Mistress, we will, gladly. Lillian touched the rune, but it did not glow. Not yet. Soon. After. She swallowed hard, knowing what was to come, then opened the door to the chamber. Shed prepared for this moment her whole life, and now, like it or not, the time had come. All The Conclave members, save her and her attendants, knelt in a circle around the mangled body of a woman, the former high priestess, Suzanne. Only four years older than Lillian, Suzanne shouldve continued in the loftiest role of her kind, co-ruler of The Conclave with the high priest for two more years. But shed been murdered last night. Who dares challenge the high priestess? Feandan, the high priest, rose to his feet. Tall, with beady dark eyes. Young, at twenty-two. Eight more years before he would be stretched out in the middle of this very room just like Suzanne, unless he died earlier at the hands of the monsters, as Lillians predecessor had. I do, Lillian Devereaux. She knelt beside the body of the woman. Her hands shook as she pulled the dagger out from its

scabbard home. Let The Conclave know that Lillian Devereaux is high priestess from this day forward. Damn my genetic time bomb.Bloodliners lived such short lives. Lillian had known for years this day would come, though it had arrived two years earlier than expected. The attendees seemed restless for her to continue the ceremony. Feandan glared. He wouldnt allow any hesitation. Lillian clenched her jaw, and plunged the blade into the dead womans chest. The action made her queasy and dizzy, even though she understood the reason for this part of the ceremony. All new high priestesses sliced their predecessors dead flesh with the dagger to signify the burden of a bloodliners short life and the gravity of becoming a high priestess. Someday, this would be her fate, too. Tonight was just the first step for Lillians future. She still had to survive the next hour if she was to have any tomorrows. The members of The Conclave rose to their feet. The high priestess is dead. Another plunge of the blade. Lillian dared not look. Since Suzannes body had been prepared for the ceremony, the scent of citrus and roses filled the room. Louder, those gathered in the room shouted, Who shall ascend?

A final plunge. No blood seeped out from the piercing. The smell, the sounds, the feel of the knife cutting flesh, all of it invaded her body like a sickness. She breathed through her mouth and forced the bile back down. All but Feandan fell to their knees. The high priest looked at her and said, Lillian Devereaux is our new high priestess. All hail Lillian. In unison, the crowd responded, Hail Lillian, holder of the dagger and tormentor of the abominations. Hail Lillian. We live to serve you and our high priest for the good of The Conclave. Feandan smiled, his knowing eyes glittering with anticipation, causing her nausea to increase. You have proven your worthiness. The Conclave has acknowledged you as high priestess. Will you stand by me? His duty was to hunt immortals, leaving only two alive for her. She would use the two abominations to perform her duty. Lillian shuddered. I will. She forced the words out. Will you share the bed of our prisoners to ensure their power is our power?

Her heart skittered with fear.Oh God! I will. I, Feandan Karvis, high priest, acknowledge you, Lillian Devereaux, as high priestess of The Conclave. Still kneeling, The Conclave shouted, Take her to the Rogues! Dread filled every part of Lillian. Distaste crowded in as Feandan took her hand and led her to the cell where Suzanne had been murderedand she would now be expected to surrender her virginity.

Chapter 2 17) I asked the angel, Rijiah: What sustains immortals? 18) The angel answered: All immortals must form a triad with a human to remain in the world. A triad of The Alliance has one angel, one jinn, and one human lover. 19) I asked: And the immortals of The Dark? How do they form a triad? 20) He answered: A triad of The Dark has one demon, one ifrit, and one human victim. 21) I pondered his words, then asked: And the Rogues? How do they form a triad? 22) Rijiah answered: A triad of the Rogues has one phantom, one shade, and one human. 23) I asked: Is the mortal of the triad a victim or a lover? 24) He answered: Only the Rogues know.

The Book of Timu: Verses 17 through 24Chapter 7 **** Once again, Reno tried to pull the chains out of the wall, but they didnt budge. The new strength he felt shouldve broken almost any type of restraint. Not these. He wasnt sure why, and it only added more unanswered questions about the craziness hed experienced since his accident. His tormentors had moved him to a new cell with another prisoner several minutes ago. He studied the place and its contents. The cells only entry, a door of metal bars, was bolted and locked. Strange symbols covered the floor, walls, and ceiling. There was a wooden table with an odd assortment of what appeared to be sex toys and lubricants in one corner. Reno spotted in the opposite corner another prisoner chained up like him. His cellmate looked like immovable granite. At least six-six. Short white hair. The guy appeared to be in his early-thirties, but probably not true since he was an immortal. My life-after-death really sucks big time.Renos ironic thought mightve made him grin had things not gone from bad to worse as of late. Especially after he died. How long had his wardens held him captive? Hed lost count of the days and nights in his windowless cell of walls of stone

and iron bars. It had to be at least a month. His memories were fading fast, but he did remember being a U.S. Marine. As he had in life, Reno refused to give up. Unlike Renos limited freedom in his former accommodations, here theyd restrained him with manacles. The metal cuffs were connected to chains that went around a pulley on the ceiling then dropped to a ratchet with a handle on the floor. The other immortal had similar bindings. Why? Reno didnt know, but hed bet the screaming he heard last night had something to do with it. His jailers had been tough before. Now they were brutal. For hours, the humans had tortured him and the other immortal with wooden sticks that burned like branding irons, but left no mark. Before leaving, theyd tightened the chains so his arms hung immobile above his head. Reno sensed something big was about to happen that wouldnt be good for him. Somehow, some way, he had to get out of this mess. With the other prisoner chained up like him, the odds of escape were stacked against them. Still, with they guys help there had to be some chance, no matter how slim, to win both their freedom. Reno remembered the quote from Churchill hed memorized from his previous life. Never give in. Never give in. Never, never, never, neverin nothing, great or small, large or pettynever give in, except to convictions of honor and good sense. Never yield to force. Never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.

Reno wasnt sure how this supernatural stuff worked. Perhaps his cellmate had the answers they needed. Hoping not to alarm their jailors, Reno whispered, Buddy, how long have you been here? No answer. The guy didnt even look up. Im Reno. Cant remember my last name. In fact, a lot of things are missing. Is that normal? Still, nothing. Youre dead, like me, right? Gotta keep talking. Something will reach this guy. The last thing I remember before coming here was floating and spinning in a dark place. I knew that Id died. Some kind of accident, I think. Reno vaguely recalled that the cause of his death had something to do with an explosion in a Humvee in Iraq, though he couldnt recall any other details. Hell, I cant remember. Anyway, I fell back to earth. Gray smoke surrounded my body, and then it disappeared. Can you explain that? The other immortal didnt move a muscle, but his chest rose and fell, so Reno knew he was breathing.

Come on, buddy. These fuckers havent said a single word since they hijacked me. Until youve been here two hundred ninety-four years, shut up. The guy opened his eyes. His steel gray orbs revealed nothing. Then, and only then, will I answer your idiotic questions. Reno felt his jaw drop. Holy crap, thats how long theyve had you? The granite man didnt answer, but simply turned away. Reno tried another avenue. Whats your name? You can call me Mr. Fuck Off. Reno couldnt help but grin. Despite the attitude, he had an instant liking for the guy. Mightve also been a soldier in his previous life, like him. Okay, Mr. Fuck Off, what can you tell me about these pricks? Shut up. The immortals hands curled into fists. Theyre coming. Reno heard a door open, then footsteps. What now? His body turned icy. ****

Titus guarded his mind with a speck of his remaining silver energy. Though he hated to deplete his resources, he didnt have a choice. The newborn shade, Reno, likely didnt know how to access his power but better safe than sorry. No one would get into his head. Ever again. Last nights debacle had drained him. The previous shade had been foolish to venture an escape and had killed the woman in the process, but Titus had been foolish, too. He didnt miss his tormentor. Her delight in delivering torture disgusted him. She and the high priest held no mercy in their hearts.Good riddance to Suzanne. Hed never agreed to the previous shades plan, but that didnt matter. The other immortal had suffered for two decades and wanted to be free. The shade had taken advantage of Suzannes hesitation after her climax to siphon off the energy quick enough to save herself. The former shade had built up enough power to break free of his restraints. Titus had gotten some of the power, but not enough. The shade had communicated silently to Titus that he wanted to take the high priestess hostage and force The Conclave to let them go. That plan had backfired in a big way. Instead of stunning her, the stupid shade had killed Suzanne.

Titus had failed to save the immortal from Feandans banishment spell, and hed also suffered for the attempt. The high priest had stopped just short of sending Titus to the Ether. Mercy? No. Feandan saw him only as athing to exploit for power. Now, Titus and this new shade would face angry Conclave members and a new tormenter. The footsteps told him there were eight bloodliners coming. He knew the drill very well. Hed been through it time and again with the short-lived fuckers. Different faces, same assholes. He tried to brace himself for what was coming, though he knew it wouldnt help. The Conclaves high priest came into view, followed by his entourage. There were seven of them, three males and four females, one of the latter being the new high priestess. Through the steel bars, he stared at the woman. Long coffee-colored hair fell to her uncovered pale shoulders. She wore the traditional blue and white dress that would be on the floor in minutes. A thin, almost sheer fabric covered her perfect breasts. To his shock, Titus itched to touch them. Her plump lips looked red and lush. Compelling. They demanded tasting. Transfixed by her wide, blue eyes and the seeming innocence in them, his hunger rose. Not just for satiation and power, but also for the need to possess her. This wasnt fucking good, at all.

What kind of new spell has she cast on me? The new high priestess lifted her chin until she took on a regal pose, but the slight tremble of her hands revealed her fear. She obviously wanted everyone, including him, to believe she was unafraid and ready. The woman wore bravado fairly well, but he sensed real courage underneath. That only added to his unexpected desire. He tried to quell his growing curiosity, his need for her, but the urge to drive deep inside her erupted within him like an unstoppable volcano. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before, and he reeled. In spite of that, to be with her, to really want herthat, he couldnt ever allow. I am Lillian Devereaux, your high priestess. Her voice sounded shaky, but the sweetness of her tone added to his lust. You will give me your power, and I will give you life. A cruel joke, at best. Only enough to barely sustain him. The Conclave had learned well the perfect recipe to keep immortals alive to steal the magical power they craved without endangering themselves by allowing their prisoners too much energy before draining it. Well, until Suzanne. He doubted the bloodliners would make that mistake again. Reno smiled. Sweetie, release me from these chains, and Ill do whatever you want. The new shade didnt have any idea what was about to

happen. Three hundred years ago, Titus wouldve tried to help the guy out, but he no longer had the sanity for chitchat. Besides, Reno would vanish like all the other shades before him. Titus had stopped trying to bond with other prisoners to avoid the pain of their inevitable demise. He wondered how and why hed been able to survive so long when other immortals couldnt. At first, hed held onto hope for escape, just like Reno. As that faded over the years, he began longing for the oblivion of the Ether. But it never came, either. He just lived on in this never-ending hell. The high priest raised his hands, and balls of fire shot from his fingertips straight to Tituss chest, filling his body with pulsing pain. The familiar torture seared him through skin, muscles, organs and bones. Agony. He looked over at Reno. Pain and shock contorted his face, but he didnt cry out. That impressed Titus. I am Feandan, high priest of The Conclave. Prepare the prisoners for our new high priestess. The attendants moved cautiously toward him and Reno, their nasty pain sticks positioned defensively. They were still unsure after the death of the former high priestess. Good, except they had no cause to worry. After Feandans spell, he didnt have enough strength or energy left to hurt a kitten.

Without fanfare, they stripped his clothes, and then prodded him onto his back. Four men pulled the chains connected to the metal cuffs on his wrists and ankles taut, leaving him in a spread-eagle position on the cold stone floor. He watched the bloodliners move Reno into a standing position at his feet. The shades ankle cuffs were secured to large metal rings bolted to the floor, his wrist cuffs attached to the ceiling so they dangled from the manacles. The shade would be made to crouch all too soon. Once the high priestess moved between them, he and Reno would be given just enough slack to move their hips. After all, what good would it do The Conclave if he and Reno couldnt doubly penetrate the high priestess so she could steal their energy for her own use? Fucking barbarians! Once the high priestess climaxed, the sexual ceremony would end. Neither he nor this new immortal would find an iota of satisfaction. Titus suspected that once Reno understood his role here, hed be irate and very frustrated. Perhaps the previous shade hadnt been stupid at all. Yes, the shades immortal life was over, but at least Tituss former cellmate was free of The Conclave. As the new high priestess drew closer, she shook and her eyes welled up with liquid. If he could use her nerves to his advantage, so be it.

Chapter 3 1) Now behold, I, Timu, write, so that the truth of The Children of The Divine and The Children of The Damned may be known to those who seek. 2) It came to pass, at the time of harvest, that I, Timu, came upon a wounded angel in the midst of my field. 3) My wife and I welcomed the angel to our house. Showing mercy on the creature, we offered our best incense and balm, and the Divine showed mercy, and the angel was healed. 4) The angel told me his name was Rajiah, and He spoke unto me, saying: Listen! And I listened. 5) These are Rajiahs words, about the nations of man and the kingdoms of the Everlasting. 6) And the prophecy he imparted unto me. The Book of Timu: Verses 1 through 6Chapter 1 **** The phantom and the shade are ready and under control. Feandan grasped Lillians arm. Its time for you to disrobe. His hold was tighter than it needed to be. Lillian had never cared for him. His harshness and arrogance had always put her off. But tonight, he was directing the show with her as the lead actress. All she had to do was say her lines, find her mark, disrobe, andlose her virginity to immortal monsters. Anxiety squeezed her tight. The men she was about to clench with her pussy and ass would terrify even the most worldly woman, let

alone a virgin. Feandan pulled her close and whispered, Make haste, Lillian. Once done, we can join together. She jerked free of his hold. I will take whatever time I need. Dont rush me. Lillian had never seen either of the prisoners, though shed been part of The Conclave her entire life. Only those of the inner circle were allowed access to the abominations. Now, she was one of the chosen few. The shade had just been captured only weeks ago, but the phantom had been imprisoned for nearly three hundred years, providing magical power for bloodliners. She hated the unfairness of the monsters living so long and her family dying so young. The scene looked like a medieval dungeon. No cell phones or laptops here. Her two unwilling lovers, restrained by chains and stripped of all clothing, only added to the vision. Shed never seen such muscular bodies. Their desire for her evident by the lengthening of their massiveOh God! She knew the phantom's name was Titus. His stare bore through her. What was he thinking? Without the chains and Feandans spell, he could kill everyone present in a split-second.

The other immortal, the shade, seemed bewildered about what was happening. The oddest urge sprung up in her to tell the shade what was about to happen to him.Very strange. She shoved it down. Feandan would never agree to her stopping the ceremony for anything, especially something like that. She'd always known her virginity would be lost in this ceremony elevating her to high priestess, and now that moment was here. She hadnt had time to prepare, to brace. With Suzannes death, her readiness didnt matter. She looked at the space between the naked immortals, the place meant for her. Her stomach tightened. Feandan extended his hand in a gesture of invitation to begin, but she knew it to be a silent command tohurry it up . Everyone was waiting for her to drop her gown to the floor and reveal her naked body. Too bad. She wouldnt undress, not until she got a better look at the two immortals. One step toward Titus made her jumpy, both inside and out. Even with the years of treatment as a prisoner of The Conclave, his body looked like he worked out at a gym a minimum of four or five hours every day. Thick biceps, thighs, chest, eight-pack stomach. His picture shouldve been next to the definition ofripped in the dictionary. She guessed him to be six-six or more. A giant.No, a monster.

You going to fuck with me or not, Lil? Tituss eyes narrowed, accusing. The phantoms words were filled with ancient pain under sarcasm. The manacles around his wrists and ankles looked heavy and had left scars. Every line of his warriors body screamed pride, and yet he was restrained like the most dangerous animalhad been for three centuries. A seedling of sympathy for him lodged into a corner of her heart. She tried to shove it aside and focus once more. Lillian had been taught to hate all the enemies of The Conclave. Aunt Grace claimed the ancient writings in the Book of Timu were propaganda. But the sight before her looked sad, somehow wrong.How is this possible? Against her will, her sympathy grew. She saw a small lightning bolt fly over her shoulder into the center of Tituss chest. His eyes closed tight, lids furrowing against the agony of the spell. The magical weapon had come from behind her. She turned around to face the spell caster. That wasnt necessary, Feandan. Not your call, is it? Perhaps you should study the book a bit more. The corners of the assholes mouth turned up wickedly. But take all the time you want. My duty is to make sure you are safe.

Shed disliked Feandan before, now she distrusted him. He hadnt hurled that spell at Titus for her benefit, but because he liked to cause pain. His enjoyment of the phantoms agony spilled all over his face. And tonight was only the first night. Sex with Titus and the other immortal would be repeated every time The Conclave needed power. That, too, was at Feandans discretion. And how often had he caused these immortals unnecessary pain? She considered asking how hed failed to keep Suzanne safe, but didnt. No telling what hed doand how he would hurt themif she pissed him off more. Please, Ill hurry it up. But let me get acclimated, okay? Feandan nodded, clearly pleased at her deference to him. Asshole! Lillian turned to the shade. He looked up at her, his chocolate brown eyes filled with confusion. If the chains werent enchanted, she believed his massive muscles wouldve easily allowed him to break free of the restraints. Bravely, she took two steps up to inspect the other immortal. Whats your name, immortal? His eyes locked in on her like a laser. She couldnt look away. His stare made her weak in the knees with its intensity. She had

the urge to run her fingers through his thick, brown hair. Reno, miss. His accent sounded thick with southern charm. All he needed was a cowboy hat and some tight jeans and he would be any womans dream of a man. But he wasnt a man at all. Still, there was something about him that drew her. Why, she didnt know, but there was no denying the heat permeating her flesh. As it had been with Titus, one glance and desire bubbled inside her. Are you ready now, Lillian? Feandan demanded. She couldnt bear him sending another torturous spell into these two. Yes. Im ready. Trembling, she knelt at Tituss feet, where Reno stood with her back now to him. She glanced at Tituss hard, thick cock. Her stomach went topsy-turvy.Its now or never. Though still frightened, she guided her fingertips up Tituss leg to his knee, but no further. She turned to Reno. His intense stare made her shiver. Continuing to touch Tituss knee with one hand, she grabbed Renos calf with the other. Tonight, immortals, I take your power for The Conclave. She spoke the ancient words, and then stood, backing away from

Titus and Reno. Her legs felt like two cooked noodles. Lillian hesitated, trying to calm her anxiety before moving to the next phase of the ceremony. Then she slipped out of the robe. The air hit her skin, causing goose flesh to pop up everywhere, though it didnt have anything to do with the ambient temperature. She held the garment close to her body, bowing to the urge to cover herself from the clothed bloodliners, Feandan, and the two immortals, Titus and Reno. Tituss eyes darkened. He looked surprised by her modesty, which made no sense. How many virgins stood in front of a roomful of people and disrobed, then impaled herself on two slaves until she climaxed? In nearly three hundred years, Titus shouldve seen plenty of hesitation during all the initiation ceremonies. Renos eyes betrayed the confusion brewing inside him. He had no idea what was about to happen. An urge to explain and beg him for forgiveness for what she was about to do rushed through her.Im losing it my first day on the job. Everyone leave us, she commanded. Feandan smiled, then turned to the others. An unusual request, but I approve. You heard the high priestess. Leave. Trying to hide their confusion, the attendants bowed to him and to her, then exited.

When the last of the faithful was out of sight, Feandan approached Lillian, wrapping his arm around her back. She inched away, nearly stepping on Titus, still clutching the robe to her body. Dont be shy, my sweet. He tugged at the garment, and Lillian grasped it like a lifejacket. Feandan smiled indulgently, and trailed a finger over the exposed skin of her breast. What a shame that your first time will be with these two. I promise, when I come to your bed for the transfer of energy, Ill show you the pleasure areal man can give. Titus scowled at her. Youre untouched? Well, of course. The ritual demanded it. Lillian frowned, Havent they all been? Titus scoffed. Silence, phantom, Feandan commanded. He turned to Lillian. Finish the ceremony. The high priest wouldnt like her next request, but she knew that climaxing under his impatient stare would be impossible. I want you to leave, too.

He shook his head. Not happening. Am I high priestess? You are, but But nothing. If I am to reach an orgasm during this tripling, then you must go. Now. Feandan didnt move. It is not necessary for you to climax on your first attempt. Theres plenty of time for that. But if I fail to reach orgasm and capture the immortals power in the next forty days and nights, Im dead. Youll make sure of that.I know, but I want to give it my best effort. Ive never thought of you as a risk taker. Feandan smirked. Have you practiced climaxing by yourself? Her cheeks burned. Ive done everything a woman chosen for high priestess is commanded to do. Now, please leave. My presence shouldnt be a factor for you if youve done the exercises. Feandan, youve no idea what it will take for me to orgasm. And you have no clue what these two are capable of should

you make a mistake. Perhaps Feandan was correct, but they were restrained so tightly they looked completely powerless. Feandan had already shown that he had no hesitation in using his power ruthlessly. If he didnt leave her alone with them, she didnt have a snowballs chance in hell of reaching the required orgasm to siphon the power from the two immortals. If I need help, Ill call for you, she placated. Whatever necessary to make him leave. Well, Im not Suzanne. If I succeed, you and I will complete theCavateerk, the ceremony of union between the high priest and high priestess. Ill enjoy devouring your body. Feandan cupped her ass, and though she hated his touch, Lillian resisted the urge to pull away. All right, my sweet. As you wish. Treat her well or you know the consequences, Feandan hissed at the immortals. Then he left. Lillian looked over at Titus and Reno, the strength of their massive bodies, their ready cocks. What would they feel like inside her, one inside her pussy, the other in her ass, rocking her to climax? Her belly flipped again. An ache settled deep between her thighs. Time to begin the final phase of the ceremony.

Chapter 4 1) These are the writings of Marcum, fifth high priest of The Conclave. 2) To keep the history of our order from our enemies, the immortal abominations, these pages have been sealed by great magic. 3) The spells and rituals of our blessed bloodline can be found in here. 4) My hope is that generations to come will add to these, providing a great wealth of weapons for our kind. 5) The book itself has been enchanted so that any lost bloodliner may be found by the holder of the book, if they know how to use it. The Book of Timu: Verses 1 through 5 of The Conclaves 1622 additions to the book. **** Lillian dropped the robe. Her heartbeat ratcheted up, pulsing through her veins. So youre really a virgin. Renos gaze held apprehension. If youre not bluffing, you will be the first, Titus shot her a jaded glance. Thats impossible. She studied his face, looking for any sign of deception. A high priestess must come to her initiation

ceremony pure. I know your cults fucked up practices. I also know that youre the first to come to me untouched. His comment blew her mind. How could that be true? Shed heard the rumors about high priestesses secretly taking a lover before their ascension from Feandan. Shed always discounted it as his feeble attempt to get her into his bed. Had he been telling the truth? So, high priestess, are you going to steal our energy or not? Titus mocked. Lillian gulped and knelt next to them.Yes, Im going to do this. She touched their cocks to get the connection started and the power flowing. Back and forth, one at a time, Lillian touched the tips of their erect dicks and uttered her first real spell. Its ancient words, if the caster spoke them correctly, would increase lust inside nearby immortals to an unimaginable level. She would feel it, too. The spell would create a little bubble of intimacy and pulse pounding lust if she managed it properly. Yet another reason to send The Conclave away. Shed never performed the spell before, never felt its effects, never been close to the edge of losing control. God, was this what happened to Suzanne? Tituss eyes closed and his fist curled as Lillian felt a soft

breeze brush her skin. Suddenly her nipples tightened and a low ache began deep inside her pussy. The spell was working. Renos breathing turned shallow. Listen, sweetheart, this isnt the way you should experience your first The immortal cowboys body went rigid as the spell took effect on him. Holy hell! This cant be happening!Renos thoughts entered her mind. She jerked her hands back to her chest, covering her breast. She could hear his thoughts.Thats not possible. Theres nothing about thisin the ceremonys instructions. Try as she might to remember any single passage that mentioned such a thing, she couldnt. Still, she couldnt deny that she could read his mind. More of Renos unspoken words shot through her,What the fuck is going on? Pain and pleasure, b-but more pain. Fuck! Even through her own arousal, her heart hurt as she learned of Renos agony from his thoughts. The spell Feandan had taught her increased lust inside the caster, enabling the priestess to do her job, for what believer could want an abomination? Even with the spell in place, some priestesses could not get over their own hatreds. Lillian didnt understand that. Her body was humming. But for the Rogues this spell brought both pleasure and suffering. Suddenly she wished she

could take away their pain. Tituss eyes opened, dark and accusing. Youre a natural at this, high priestess. No wonder, since you come for a long line of persecutors. Youre hesitating. Are you struggling to finish what you came here to do? N-No. I mean, yes. Lillian touched his cock again, her mind whirling. It felt different this time, warm and pulsing. It could give her what she needed to stop this ache. She had to stay in control. Stop trying to confuse me, Titus. She repeated the spell. Titus groaned against the pain of her magic, perspiration dotting his skin. Im sorry. I didnt mean to cause you so much pain. Even as she said the words, she bit back a groan. Another flood of arousal sped through her system. Shed never felt anything like it. He choked out, Sure you did. L-like I saidyoure a natural. If shed been standing, she wouldve fallen to the floor. How could she be so cruel? All of her studies hadnt prepared her for this. She closed her eyes, and thought of the Conclaves additions in the book that her aunt made her memorize. Repeating one of the mantras, she hoped to get her resolve back.All immortals are evil. Over and over, until her breathing

relaxed. But the words seemed hollow and false to her tonight. Titus and Reno were not monsters. Wrapped in the bubble of the spell with them, she was looking at these two men with different eyes. Sure, Titus was brooding and surly. Who wouldnt be after all hed been through? But underneath she sensed strength and loyalty. Reno was unreserved. What you saw was what you got. He was kind and charming. Feandan, who enjoyed dishing out torture, was the real monster. Her duty demanded she tell Feandan about hearing Renos thoughts, but she wouldnt. The prick didnt need another reason to torment the poor cowboy more. Why do I crave the woman? Shes my enemy, nothing else. Lillian gasped. These thoughts werent Renos. They were deeper and full of ancient suffering. They came from Titus. His pain shouldnt matter to her and yetshe hated knowing of it, that shed caused it. She tried to close her mind off. Had touching their dicks opened up their minds to her? Her pleasure-pain spell seemed to be fading, as their lusty gazes freely moved up and down her naked body. She shivered. Could they hear her thoughts, too?Please, no! Their faces didnt show that they were eavesdropping on her mind, but could she really be sure?

She closed her eyes and sent,Can you hear me, immortals? No response. She had to believe that meant they couldnt or she would explode into a million pieces. The new heat filling her body mustve been from the gathering power. A shimmering silver light surrounded Titus, and a grey smoke swirled around Reno. The magical energy was expanding in the cell. In the next few moments, she would lose her virginity when Titus and Reno penetrated her. The thought multiplied her nervousness. She doubted that she would reach orgasm tonight. Only one record existed in the book of a high priestess reaching climax during her initiation ceremony, even with a strong lust spell in place. Likely, shed need two or three more attempts before she succeeded. Then she would have to master siphoning their energy into her. That would come even later. Still, if a true transfer did occur, she would be expected to provide them enough energy to sustain their existence, but not one speck more. Unable to stop her hands from trembling and too scared to care, Lillian touched the mens cocks again. Thankfully, their thoughts didnt rush in.If I can keep my head straight, I can do this. Per the books instructions, she focused on the two immortals, her body, this moment and nothing else, willing herself to

forget about Feandan and the other witnesses in the next room. The world became still and quiet, but Lillian was far from calm. Warmth suffused her as she tried to give into the spell. Moving between the two immortals, she straddled Titus, keeping her mound from touching his hard dick. Lillian, I dont know whats going on, but this is nuts. Renos chains rattled behind her. He had enough slack to crouch into a position for the double penetration, but no more. Tell him what youre about to do, high priestess. Tituss eyes mesmerized her. She could lose herself in those steel-gray eyes. What had this immortal seen? What wonders and bits of history had he witnessed before The Conclave chained him to the wall for all eternity? Got to keep my mind in check.She closed her eyes and recited the lessons Aunt Grace had taught her all those years ago. But even as she silently repeated several mantras, doubt crept in. Reno seemed innocent. Titus, though hed likely participated in Suzannes murder, had suffered more than anyone should. Chained and abused for centuries. Wouldnt anyone fight back for their freedom? Were going tomake love, all three of us. The words tasted bitter in her mouth. Titus scoffed. What youre about to do has nothing to do with

love, high priestess. He was right, but she had no choice but to move forward. Like it or not, there was no stopping this travesty. All her life shed been trained for this very moment. She sent her fingers into her folds nearly sighing in relief. She was so wet, so much wetter than shed ever been. Shed played with herself before, adolescent fumbling while she fantasized, but shed never felt anything like this. The two men watched her every move. Strange, but their eyes on her only increased her lust. Tingles danced over her skin like fireflies. With her left hand, Lillian reached back and gripped Renos cock, and with her right, she pressed her clit. His brown eyes pleaded with her like a starving man begging for crumbs, crushing her flat. A crazy thought took hold of Lillian. When the time came, what if she allowed Titus and Reno to stay in her body long enough until she knew theyd been satisfied? That would be less cruel. But hadnt that been her predecessors mistake? A complete tripling with Titus and Reno coming inside her would satiate them too much. Their energy would multiply, and the wrath they would deliver to the Conclave would be a total massacre. She had to remember that, no matter how good this felt. Yes, there would be pleasure for Titus and Reno, but no

climax. Those were the iron-clad rules. Her safety depended on the step-by-step ancient protocols. Later, the two prisoners could fist themselves, if they so desired. The Conclave and Feandan would allow nothing more. Now that she saw their slavery and their agony for herself, the cruelty of her new position felt like an anchor, sinking her to the bottom of a cold, dark ocean. A mental picture from Titus blasted her, filling her mind, pulling her from her guilt. She wasunder his naked body. His hold on her was commanding, absolute, as he kissed her deeply, controlling her body, her orgasms.I want her to submit everything to me. Insane, but God, help me, I do want her. The passion in his thoughts made her dizzy with hunger. She ached with a regret she didnt understand but couldnt deny. Tears welled up in her eyes. She cursed the day shed been chosen for this role. But that didnt change anything. Conflicted or not, she was trusted to see this through. If she didnt, The Conclave would choose another to take her place. She would die, and her immortals would still suffer at another priestesss hands. This was her fate. Titus knew the score. Reno would learn it. She must keep moving forward. Like it or not, for the next several years the three of them would be locked collectively in this less-than-perfect dance. Continuing the ritual, Lillian leaned forward and kissed Tituss nipples. She pressed her pussy against his meaty dick. She needed it inside her. The feel of his cock pressing on her folds

exhilarated her. Gooseflesh popped to life on her skin. The slickness from her core covered his shaft. His face showed the immense hunger inside him. She spoke the words from the book, Crouch down, shade. Touch me from behind. She listened to the chains rattle, and then she felt Renos cock against her backside. Shed have to get the lube from the table soon. Shed hated the thought of this act before, but now, with the spell in place, she couldnt wait to feel a hard cock pounding into her ass. Her training had been specific about what was going to happen, but not on how it would make her feel. Anxiety and excitement merged together inside her to create some new kind of emotion she couldnt clearly define or easily control. Renos thoughts slammed into her.Shes innocent in all this, thats clear. A virgin. Why is she doing this? Sweetheart, let me help you. Unchain me and Ill Reno, she knows exactly what shes doing.Tituss words exploded in the back of her head. Lillian stiffened and froze in place. Stage fright? Titus whispered, his hot breath warming her shoulders.I cant endure another minute. Whatever spell shes

put on me is driving me mad with desire. She needs to get on with this horror or leave. His tone and thoughts made her tremble, but she sensed that the misery of his isolation and suffering had driven any compassion out of him long ago. With the chains in place, she should be at ease touching his body, but she wasnt. And yet, she wanted to touch him, feel him, reach him. But she doubted anyone could ever really get inside him. Trying to sound brave, she stated, No stage fright. Just easing into it. My pace, not yours. She hated saying that last part, especially when it was a lie. Titus seemed the type to give commands, not take them. What kind of orders would he give her if their roles were reversed? A vibration began in her core, rolled up into her belly, and to the surface of her skin. She feared the fresh rush of arousal that coated her thighs had nothing to do with a spell and everything to do with him. Once again, she pressed her pussy against Tituss dick. His deep, strong thoughts rolled through her.Fuck! That feels too good. Inch down on me. Clasp me deep inside your pussy. With every one of his thoughts burning inside her mind, her body sizzled with want. Wrapping her fingers around his loaded balls, she squeezed. First, gently, then a bit harder.

Titus smiled. Not bad, for a virgin.Not bad? Fucking amazing. She reached back and did the same to Renos. He flinched only a bit. The two amazed her. In other circumstances away from here in thereal world, she could imagine losing herself to them. They would take over and she could submit. She wanted that. Though she tried to keep her mind under control, she failed. Titus and Renos combined masculinity burned through her. She couldnt deny her own eagerness and lust for the two naked men. Before coming here, she wouldnt have believed it possible, but everything about them called to her. Tingles dont lie. But Im forbidden to think of Titus and Reno as anything but objects, two means to a single end. Reno held his breath, waiting for her with desire carved into his angled features. His anticipation cut her like a knife. Did he believe that he would get to fill her up with his seed? Probably. Titus knew better. Beads of perspiration dotted their muscular bodies. Lillian tweaked her nipples, imagining the two prisoners hands were touching her here. There. Everywhere. Despite the fact it could never happen, a delightful shiver ran up her spine and down again at the fantasy. She moved her hands over her pussy, pressing on her clit. Her body heated to a roaring inferno. She

was no damsel in distress, lacking any idea of what sex was. The exercises had prepared her. But knowing and participating were two different things. Renos thoughts came into her faster and clearer.Shes like a goddess. Ive got to fuck her. I need to be inside her. Now! Tituss thoughts were fewer and less clear.Pain comes next. Sex. This one is very dangerous. More than any before. Suffering is all that is left for me. The depth of his darkness terrified her. She considered stopping, but The Conclave would never tolerate failure to finish the ceremony. Theyd secure the immortals power with or without her acquiescence. The book mentioned one unwilling high priestess that had been chained and beaten into submission. The cruelty of her peers, usually reserved for abominations, would turn on its own when necessary. Suddenly, Lillian felt electricity dance over her skin. The room seemed to rock hypnotically back-and-forth. Energy amassed around the two males. She could see pulses of silver light shooting out of the phantom and gray smoke rushing from the shade. Her slit moistened. Impulses, deep within her, hungered for more. Tonights experience was so much more intense than masturbation.

She wiggled off of Tituss body. He craned his neck off the floor. You think youre ready for this, high priestess? She wasnt, but nodded anyway. She walked to the table that had all the sexual devices, and took one of the bottles of lubricant. She squeezed a healthy amount into her palm. Staring down at the slick liquid, she wondered how many women outside The Conclave lost their dual virginity on the same night. She applied the stuff to her ass ring generously. Now, she had no more reasons to delay.Oh God! She returned to Titus and Reno. She squirted more liquid in her palm, and then slickened up Renos cock with long, slow strokes. His moans pleased her. Next, she placed the bottle by Tituss feet. I need to be inside her, if only for a moment.Tituss words rolled through her. He and Reno wanted her, and she wanted them. Her hands trembled, but she didnt care. She craved to have them inside her. Not for The Conclave or the power, but to satisfy her needs and to know what it meant to be a woman. The spell pulsed around her, making her crazy with want, but the emotion she felt had nothing to do with the spell.

She trusted the enchanted chains holding Titus and Reno would stay intact, but as she worked her way back in between them anxiety caused her to shiver. Their rock-solid bodies hemmed her in, but only their breathing and hard cocks revealed the titanic craving caged inside them. Instinctively, Reno crouched into position and Titus thrust up off the floor. She could feel both their cocks pressing against her, Renos against her ass cheeks and Tituss against her mound. A touch of panic twirled in her belly. The time had come. Sweetheart, just let me have one hand free. You shouldnt have to arouse yourself. I can help you enjoy this. Using her hands, she guided the tips of each of their dicks to her entrances.This is too much to ask of me. Im really scared. I dont want to hurt either of you, but I dont want you to hurt me. You really mean that. Tituss frown reflected his surprise. Certainly she couldnt be the only high priestess to show any fear or sympathy. I do. Then let us come inside you. She choked back sudden tears. Its forbidden.

Shh. I know, but theres another way. Stop talking. Youre trying to trick me. Its all in the book. Tituss gaze never faltered from her. No. Youre the first to ever show any compassion or remorse. I never expected anyone like you to come to this cell. Were not going to get to come inside her? Renos frustrated tone undid her. In her head, she knew he wouldnt die because she withheld his climax, but the thought of not connecting with them completely somehow disarmed her. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Thats how it works, shade. Shes troubled by it, but shes still a member of The Conclave. We cant expect anything else from her. Im not like them. Really, Im not. Well see, high priestess. Titus closed his eyes. Do what you came to do, and be done with it. I want to feel your pussy around my dick. Her bloodliner passion would not be quelled. Shed saved herself for this very moment. The time had finally come. Their

dicks knocking at her openings sent sparks dancing up and down her arms and legs. Renos thought drifted into her.Ive never wanted a woman more than Lillian. Ever. Shade, we cant let her know how much we desire her. All resistance dissolved. She took a deep breath and brought her pussy down hard on Tituss cock. His intrusion ripped her apart. Her tissues rent. The strain and discomfort jolted her. Fresh tears fell. It shouldnt be like this, impersonal her taking but not giving. But Lillian gritted her teeth and pushed down on Titus until shed stuffed his entire dick inside her. The immortal closed his gray eyes on a hiss of pleasure. She could feel him down to her core. Bit by bit, the shock subsided and an ache ramped up inside her. She felt ravenous for more. Shed never imagined it would be like this. Titus growled, My God, woman, you surprise me. She could see her red energy spreading out to him, and his silver light to her. No time to wait for her body to fully sync-up with the pain and pleasure of the penetration before taking Reno into her backside. Christ, shes amazing!Tituss thought pushed her past her fear. Speaking the magic words, she released one of Renos wrist

cuffs. What the hell? The shades surprise evident in his tone. Lillian bit her lip as she looked at him over her shoulder. Feandan would kill me for less, but you promised to help me. I hope you meant it. I mean it, sweetheart. Stand up. Without hesitation, she obeyed. She risked a glance at Titus. Shock spread across his face as she leaned her back into Renos body. As Renos lips feathered across her neck, he used his unchained hand to graze her nipples. Next, he gently massaged her breasts. More heat than before rolled through her belly. That feels so good. High priestess, you know Feandan wont wait much longer. Tituss demeanor seemed wracked by confusion. You must finish the ceremony before he returns. Titus was right. She shouldnt talk to them, much less confide, but they shared this experience and she had no one else to trust. Anal sex terrifies me.

Reno petted her. Just breathe deep. She took in a long breath, and then exhaled. I like that. Slower. Titus demanded. Now, spread your cheeks and move your tight little ring against the tip of Renos dick. Again, she complied. Fuck. That feels amazing. Renos voice shook. Reno, grab her thigh with your hand. This aint my first ride, partner. I know what to do. I can take it from here. Lillian felt Renos hand on her thigh. Reno kissed the back of her neck. Push into me. Get the head of my dick past the tightness. She shifted back, and pressed, taking his dick into her ass. Pain. Sharp. Instantly, she jerked off his cock and stepped forward. Its way too much. I cant. She closed her eyes and bit her lip.

You must, high priestess. Sure, you have forty days but you have to get past this before you can move on to siphoning our energy. If you dont, you and I both know what happens. Was Titus trying to help her? I know. The phantom grimaced. You took way too much of him. Try again. Renos soft tone calmed her. This time, just take me a sliver at a time. Yes. Again, she spread her cheeks. His arm wrapped around her belly, and he gently pulled her into him. The pain returned as his dick slipped past the ring. She slid more and more of him into her, slowly this time. Shed never felt so filled. Every inch of her seemed utterly stretched. Gradually, the pain eased, and in its place something new took hold of her. What? Bliss. Want. Hunger. Rapture. And more. Reno, she must take us both at the same time. Feandan will know if she doesnt. Okay. Kneel down and take Tituss dick inside your pussy again, sweetheart.

All right. Lightheaded, she shimmied back in position on Titus. Please, Titus. I wont hurt you, Lillian. Relieved that hed understood her unspoken plea, she slid her clit against the tip of his dick. Tingles leapt through her body. She aligned his cock with her waiting slit and impaled herself. The friction made everything inside her light up like a thousand rockets launching into space. Reno crouched over her, and positioned his dick to enter her from behind again. You ready? Y-Yes. His dick slipped into her backside like it belonged there. She shimmied back and forth on their dicks. Faster. Faster. Faster. From beneath and behind they assisted, always delivering a bit more than she thought her body could handle, but she adjusted. Reveled. Heat filled her up. Her body tightened, tightened, the ache swelling inside her until she jerked and screamed.This is an orgasm! God, yes! Lillian sensed the two men were about to come, too.Please, let them! Just this once.

Feandans voice cut through her delicious dizziness. Enough! The attendants pulled Lillian from between Titus and Reno. It struck her suddenly that shed let the lust spell fade. She shouldve kept it up, but somehow it had been forgotten. She hadnt needed it. Shed wanted the two immortals and they her. God, Feandan could never know that. She slumped to the ground, as after-pulses continued to roll through her. Not just that, but power. Real power. A victory for her, the new high priestess, but at what price? She glanced at Reno, then Titus. The agony on their faces hurt her more than it should. Did you succeed in siphoning power from these abominations? Feandan asked. If the high priest had power to spare, he couldve seen for himself, but he was low due to the battle to subdue Suzannes killers last night. Lillian couldnt let Feandan know that shed fully succeeded. Not now. She couldnt bear him touching her. So, she lied. I didnt succeed tonight. Feandan glowered at her. How did the shade get his hand free?

She opened her mouth to confess, but Titus spoke first. Immortals have more tricks than you know, bastard. The high priest sent a bolt of energy into Tituss chest, and his body bowed as he grimaced in agony. Lillians heart burst in two. Titus, are you okay?She listened to Renos thought. The phantom answered,Ill be fine. Reno continued,Tell me what happens next? The two immortals minds were ablaze with anger and hunger. Clearly, they didnt know she could hear their thoughts, or they wouldnt have silently conversed with each other. Titus sent,Theres nothing next. So this is hell?Renos thought buzzed like a wasps nest. Yes. Tituss thought was accompanied by a far-reaching anguish. Lillians heart submerged into a dark, cold, and lonely corner deep inside her shed not known existed. Thiswas hell for her, too.

Chapter 5 51) Immortals need humans for life essence. That requires a triad. Think of the laws governing electricity and its flow between positive, negative, and conduit. The same is how the energy is created and transferred. Two immortals and one human create this transaction of force. It is called a tripling. We now understand why our ceremonies work to keep the power from the immortal abominations. If the conduit is removed after the energy is created but before it can transfer, the power remains with the human. The Book of Timu: Verse 51of The Conclaves 1925 additions to the book. **** Youve come a long way from thirty nights ago when you first became our high priestess. Feandans false praise sickened Lillian. The narcissistic bastard could go fuck himself for all she cared, but she just nodded and smiled. Has it only been thirty nights since the initiation ceremony?She was not the same woman that shed been that night. Feandan sat across from her in a throne-sized wingback chair,

twirling his brandy in the crystal glass. She sipped her Earl Grey, hoping to seem calm, though a tempest swirled in her head. How are your studies, Lillian? He meant with the Book of Timu, of course. She hadnt brought it out of her new chambers for this meeting as he clearly wanted. The tome remained under her bed invisible to all but her by the spell shed surrounded it with. Feandan wanted it back under his thumb, but thankfully tradition gave her the right to keep it as long as she deemed necessary. As a vital part of her plan, she deemed itvery necessary. Still lots to study. Perhaps Im just a slow learner. One of his eyebrows rose up. I know better. Time is almost up, my sweet. You either siphon energy, or you know what will happen to you in ten days. Yes, I know. I will succeed. I promise. His angry stare unnerved her. What are you up to, Lillian? What do you mean?Does he know what I have in mind? No. If he did, shed be dead already. Or worse. Feandan downed his liquor in a single gulp then said, The last

few of your attempts to gather power from the two abominations troubled me. Her heart leapt to her throat. How so? You keep asking for more time alone with them, claiming that it will help you reach orgasm and eventually to be able to siphon power. It never happens. Im trying, Feandan. Next time, I wont fail. I know what I have to do. The last two months had been pure hell. Yes, she loved touching Reno and Titus, listening to their thoughts about desiring her, feeling them inside her body. She knew how to free Renos hand, even with Feandans new enchantments on the chains, but if she had, the creep wouldnt have allowed her to be alone with Reno and Titus again. Her climaxes came like clockwork, each more intense than the previous. But Reno and Titus were denied release into her body. The pain they endured from the rituals had stockpiled her guilt into something she couldnt bear any longer. Renos words had amazed her. Lillian, this isnt your fault. But she knew better. So did Titus. During their last ceremony, shed tried to pull the phantom out of his dark mood.

Lillian grazed Tituss lips. His eyes opened and he sent his velvet tongue into her mouth, sweeping inside until her mind exploded. God, he should teach a kissing class. As their kiss deepened, she felt his cock thicken against her swollen, slick folds. When their mouth-embrace ended, Titus growled, I want to taste your cream, high priestess. Adrenaline flooded her veins. Like every night when she came to him, Tituss body was chained in the spread-eagle fashion on the floor. Still, his demands were hers to obey. She crawled up his body until her mound touched his lips. Instantly, his tongue grazed her clit, dispensing an assault that overwhelmed. Even in chains, Titus tempted her, warmed her up, dominated her, and made her feel wonderfully vulnerable. Lillian, I can tell that you like that, but the assholes will be back in here soon. Renos tone was gentle. Titus stopped licking her pussy. Hes right. Best to get to what youre here for, high priestess. The sharpness of his tone stung her. I can tell them to wait. She stood. Dont bother, high priestess.

But we can have more time together. Really? I know your laws. Forty nights was all you had to siphon energy and provide it to the high priest. Youre running out of nights. Youll be fucking Feandan soon. Tears poured from her eyes. She crawled down next to him, touching his shoulder. It wont mean anything to me, I swear. Do you enjoy torturing me, high priestess? She rolled away from him, curling into a ball, sobbing uncontrollably. Everything hed said was true. Guilt consumed every fiber of her being. Whats with you, Titus? Reno asked. His gaze never left her. Im done. No more fooling myself into believing this is more than it is. We are nothing more to her than prisoners. When Feandan and the attendants had rushed to find her curled on the floor in tears, they had taken her away. Even with only a few days left before she would be replaced if she failed, The Conclaves council had granted her request for a couple days of rest. Lillian figured they didnt have any faith left in her to succeed. Shed used the time to form her plan. You keep saying that you know what you have to do, but you

seemhow do I say thissympatheticto the creatures. He knows. Hes just toying with me. Feandan, not true, she lied. You know that my work is taxing. Even the book attests to that. She thought about bringing her new power to the forefront, just in case he tried to force himself on her, but she didnt. He might be able to sense the energy inside her, letting him know that shed deceived him about being able to siphon power that was meant for him. Just dont forget who you are. Never. I am the high priestess of The Conclave. The two creatures are nothing to me, only power for my family. And me, my sweet. Excellent. Let me show you around the bedroom. It will help with your next ceremony. The book says otherwise, Feandan. It didnt, but if her plan worked, he would never be able to look at it to prove her wrong. Youll have me soon enough. Or the blade will. This discussion proved to Lillian that she must act now if her plan had any chance of success. Time was up. Though she wanted to memorize more spells, what shed learned from the book would have to suffice.

**** Titus stirred. Someone was outside the bars of the cell. A woman. Lillian. Alone. Where were the guards? His chains were loose, allowing him movement in the cell. The attendants only tightened them when the power-stealing ceremony was conducted. It had been several nights since hed seen Lillian and felt her soft skin pressing against his body. He wasnt spread-eagle now, and if she stepped close enough he could grab her through the bars. He feigned sleep and suspected Reno was actually out. She whispered something and touched the metal door. He heard the metallic click as the lock opened. Lillian softly said, I know youre awake, Titus. Dont try to grab me, please. Hear me out. He didnt move.She cant know. But I do. Renos awake, too.

Titus opened his eyes.She can read my mind. Unbelievable. The shade responded, Yes, I am. Lillian, what are you doing here? Im springing you. Andyes , I can hear your thoughts, Titus. Cant you hear mine? Sometimes, he lied. Hed never known any mortal, bloodliner or not, with such power. Hed always believed that to be only an immortal skill. Strange. Now he knew better. With more power, he wouldve guarded his mind from her and any other Conclave eavesdroppers. But he didnt have more power, thanks to Lillian and her bloodliner friends. Reno frowned. Titus, you never told me that you could hear Lillians thoughts. Fool!Didnt think you needed to know. Hes no fool, Titus. And Im sorry about what weve done to youwhat Ive done to you. Dont waste your words on me. He sent her a look that he hoped she would understand. Forgiveness would never come from him. You are the only real fool here, young high priestess.

What do you mean? Ill hand it to you. It took a lot of guts and skill to get past the guards and into this cell without every warning bell in creation going off. Quite impressive. Thank you. Her lips curled up into a beautiful grin. The guards are under a sleep charm I learned. I dismantled the spells to this place. It wasnt hard. God, she was like no woman Titus, as a captive or as a free immortal, had ever known. You believe you can get us out of here? Reno asked. She whispered, Yes. I do. He may be a sucker, but Im not. Titus shook his head. Even if I believed you, which I dont, theres more to the spells holding us than you know. You will be killed the minute we step out of this cell. We will suffer incredible pain at Feandans hand and you will be executed.I refuse to be the cause of her death. Her sudden frantic glances told volumes. She wasnt lying. That floored him. Lil, dont let Titus the Terrible bring you down. Whats your plan?

I read about a portal spell in the Book of Timu. I havent been able to perform it, but it says most immortals can create them easily. Sorry, sweetheart. Im new to my immortal life. I dont know much magic at all, and my buddy here hasnt been really instructive since we became roommates. Lillian turned from Reno to him. Please, Titus. Its your only hope. You know how to create one, dont you? Could she really mean to try this insanity? Why? Call it a crisis of faith. I do this because neither of you deserve such treatment. No one does. I know now that the teachings of The Conclave are untrue. Whats her angle? No angle, Titus. I promise. Anger welled up inside him. Get out of my head. She stepped back from the bars, trembling. Im sorry, but I dont know how Im doing it. Believe me, if I did I wouldve stopped it a long time ago. Titus realized she mustve been reading his mind and the cowboys since the first day. How? Hed suspected for some

time that she was more than she appeared. Now he knew it. Worse, she mustve listened to his insatiable ramblings for herhow much he wanted her under him begging for the orgasms he would withhold from her. He hated his disadvantage. That would be corrected should they beat the odds and succeed in escaping. Quiet your mind, he ordered. Think about some time or place that you enjoy. Dont let your thoughts wander. Is it something like meditation? She closed her eyes. Yes. Control your thoughts. Easy to ask of someone so young, but hard to expect. Itd taken him a century or more to learn how to do just that. But in the past couple of months, just being near her had undone much of that work. Its working. I cant hear either of your thoughts. She opened her eyes. Thank you. Youre wasting time, which I doubt we have much of. Reno smiled. We?Youre in. Good. Time to saddle up and get the hell out of here. The high priestess is right. Creating a portal is a simple spell, but I dont have enough power to open one large enough for a mosquito to pass through.

Lillian stepped into the cell. Another step and he could grab her. And? Reno asked. We have to complete a tripling, Titus answered. In a flash, he grabbed Lillians arm and pulled her into him, covering her mouth with his hand. Got you. What the fuck, Titus?" Reno's tone held a dangerous warning. Let her go, right now. Shes not our friend, Reno. Lillian, I can snap your neck in a flash. You understand that? She nodded. God, he loved holding her immobile next to him. Her scent filled his nostrils, notes of honeysuckle and raindrops. Im going to move my hand from your mouth. If you scream, youre dead. He could never kill her, even if everything logical inside told him he should. Something about her made him her hostage, not the other way around. He knew it, but she would never know.Advantagemine.

Chapter 6

33) Listen to the words of the angel, Rijiah: Behold the unbreakable union of bloodliner, angel, and jinn. A Perfect Triad. 34) From their holy union, the bloodliner receives immortality, the angel and jinn receive power immeasurable. 35) Can The Dark and the Rogues form such a union? I asked. 36) Tis true, Timu. Such immortals can join with a bloodliner for such a union, but it is not easily done for any immortals, whether angel and jinn, demon and ifrit, or phantom and shade. 37) Many have sought to create such a triad, but few have succeeded. The mystery is beyond even immortals to understand. The Book of Timu: Verses 33 through 37Chapter 13 **** Lillian had made a foolish mistake. Now she would pay with her life. Did you not hear me the first time, Titus? Renos scowl showed he meant business. Let her go, or else you will have to deal with me. She couldnt see Titus since he held her with her back to his front, but she prayed he would concede and release her. His hand remained over her mouth. His and Renos thoughts were no longer accessible to her.

Titus had urged her to quiet her mind and stay out of his head. It had worked moments ago. Now, her mind was anything butquiet, even though the magic to hear their musings no longer worked. And youll do what to me, newborn-shade? Tituss tone deepened. Ive got centuries of experience on my side. I may not know much, but I have enough to take you out. I sense that the energy inside you is much less than what I have at my disposal. Renos eyes narrowed. Experience or not, that has to tip the scales to my side. With Renos help, she might wiggle out of this mess. Titus tightened his hold on her. If we dont fuck her right now, all of her effort, whether sincere or not, will be for nothing. Four of Tituss words reverberated in her head.Fuck. Her. Right. Now. Her anxiety mushroomed, but her clit betrayed her and swelled. Reno edged forward. Youre lying. If you dont believe me, listen to her. Lillian, are you calm now? She wasnt but nodded, hoping he would believe the lie.

Titus removed his hand from her mouth, but kept her body restrained with his muscular arms. Clearly, he had no plans to release her. No way could she break free of such strength. Pushing her luck with him would be suicide, and she didnt have a death wish. Tell him. If we dont get power from a completed tripling, this idiotic plan of yours will fail. She hadnt thought of that possibility. The past several days, shed been consumed with getting Reno and Titus free from The Conclave. Shed worked out so many details, including her own exit from The Conclave once the immortals were free. Shed turned over the book to Eric Langley, a bloodliner on the outside, crafting an enchantment on her name in the book to make it appear she was dead. Hopefully, he would fall for the ruse and not try to use the books magical pages to try to find her. Shed also worked out the sleeping spell for the guards. Detail after detail, shed gone over them for days. How could she have missed that neither Reno nor Titus would have enough power to open a magical portalwithout tripling with her? Clearly, Titus would need power to create a portal for them to escape through, and that meant sex. And this time, he would have to come inside her. They both would. Dizziness and her pent-up fantasies and desires to be overwhelmed by the two immortals kept coherent thought at bay for several seconds.

Once her mind finally cleared, she tilted her head toward Reno. Hes telling the truth. Titus squeezed her tight. Good girl. Reno didnt look convinced but did stop edging forward. So, were going to make love to her here and now. I think we have to, she whispered. You still think youre in charge, high priestess? That ended the moment you walked into this cell. Tituss sarcasm stung her to the core. Yes, were going to fuck. Here and now. In a micro-second, Titus had ripped off her clothes. The air touched her skin, and gooseflesh appeared everywhere. The ache grew to a roar inside her. She wanted them to overwhelm her. In fact, shed dreamed about it since the first night with them. Titus massaged her breast with his free hand, circling the flesh around her nipple but never actually touching the little peak. Tingles danced on her skin as the tiny buds hardened. Buddy, I get it. Reno tilted his head. Sex gives us immortals power, but can you slow down some? No. We need to power up and fast. Lengthy foreplay isnt

part of the equation. Titus turned her head to face him. You are not to come until I say so. I dont understand. According to the book, the triangle needs all threeummparticipantsto climax for the power to be created for the two immortals. She wasnt about to saylovers, even though that was how she remembered the text. Titus slapped her ass. It stung, but his control and dominance made her wet. What the hell! Renos hands curled into fists. You want out of here, you better let me do this my way. Titus pinched her nipple. Lillian, dont question me again, understand? I wont. His dominant nature unraveled and fascinated her, and she wasnt about to push him. Too dangerous. Tituss free hand firmly massaged her buttocks, while his other held her captive. Lillians wantonness sped past her worry about their predicament. His hand came up from behind her, between her legs, and then his fingers touched her pussy, sending a jolt of heat through her core. No longer her prisoner, Titus was in full command of the moment and her body.

Cowboy, shes ready. Nice and wet. Give me the lube from the bastards sex-toy table. Reno asked, What do you mean? We both have to be inside her to make the connection work. Shes soaked, but Ill need the lube to take her from behind. All her senses jumped with pleasure and panic as Titus turned her around to face him. Never letting go of his hold on her, he shed his clothes. The cock shed tasted, teased, and felt inside her for a few fleeting moments in all the ceremonies was fully erect, a massive thing. Now, everything seemed turned inside out. With Titus chained on the floor, she had sensed the clouds of threat in him. Now unbridled, a full-blown thunderstorm of danger exploded out of him. Ready? Titus asked with an unexpected gentle tone. Does he have another side to him?She believed he might. But how could anyone get past his layers of pain to uncover it? She had no idea. Surely she couldnt, a high priestess of the very people that piled the torture on him over the centuries. Buzzing with want, she decided one night with him in the drivers seat was a small price to pay for her crimes. Im ready. Without hesitation, Titus lifted her body like a feather. Her feet dangled more than two feet from the floor. Slowly he lowered

her down. His grey eyes locked with hers. Put your arms around my shoulders and neck. Lillian obeyed, loving the feel of his muscled frame. Good. Now, lean back. His dominance over her sent shivers racing down her spine. How could he be so strong after being held captive for so long? She wondered exactly what kind of strength lived inside him. She could feel his breath skate over her skin, causing her desire to multiply exponentially. Did you hear me, high priestess? Yes. Lean back, I know. She complied. Slowly, Titus lowered her so that the tip of his cock pressed at her opening. More tingles rushed down to her quivering belly and clenching womb. His mouth went to her ear. Remember, you are not to come unless I say. How could she hold back? Even now, she thought her advancing climax could crash through her will. But hed never been allowed to come. Ever. Somehow, she had to obey him.

He deserved that. And more. Titus saw her as the enemy, and she would never see him again once he had enough power to create the portal to escape through. Still, feeling his dick pressing against her mound pleased her. Titus leaned forward, continuing to hold her securely. Listen carefully. I will not repeat myself. Wrap your legs around me. She didnt hesitate and complied. Her legs came around him, her feet resting just under his ass. Hold on. He bit her earlobe and shifted his pelvis forward, driving his dick deep into her pussy. Though shed had him inside her before, this time was different. The pressure overwhelmed her, filling her completely. Then he began taking possession of her pussy with the strokes of his cock. In and out. She could feel his leg muscles tighten as he drove deeper still into her channel, making her his sacrifice. Without hesitation, she took it. How shed dreamed of this, and now a burn grew inside her for more. Embers stirred. Electrical explosions streaked through her. In and out. Over and over.

He released her ear. You will never deny me what I want. Never again. Yes, Sir. Titus would never show her mercy. Ever. Buddy, I thought you saidwe needed to triple with her? She felt Titus stiffen at Renos words. The pumping action inside her stopped. He began lifting her off his cock. Instinctively, she tried to pull him deeper with her legs. No! You are not in charge anymore. His eyes narrowed. For that attempt, you will be punished. Later. His words sent sparks zinging across her skin. He never let her feet touch the floor, but flipped her around to face Reno. The cowboy had stripped. His hunger visible by a long, hard cock. Titus, do you see that red light around her? Yes. What is it? I dont know. Their thoughts were back, and that pleased her very much.

Shade, help me hold her off the floor. Reno smiled at her, his brown eyes wide and inviting. Id love to help. He stepped right up to her, placed his hands around her waist, and lifted so that her chest was within reach of his mouth. Lil, Ive wanted to taste every part of you. Your lips, neck, belly, pussy, everything. Ill start with your amazing breasts. His mouth came down on her left breast. He sucked on her nipple, and tingles sizzled within her chest. The thrill weakened her knees, and if they hadnt been holding her she mightve fallen. When he moved to the other breast, slickness squeezed out her pussy. Then she felt Tituss fingers pressing her folds and clit from behind. No coming until I say. She nodded, determined to obey him. But the pressure inside her felt like a soon-to-erupt volcano that wouldnt be denied its release of heat and energy. Tituss fingers moved to her backside entrance. Ill get her hot little ass ready for my dick. Reno lowered her down, and crushed her lips with his mouth.

The kiss went on and on, as Titus worked to loosen where he would take her. Lillians head spun, and hot flares streaked from where Tituss fingers entered her as Renos tongue swirled inside her mouth. Shed never dreamt that being with them would be this incredible. So consuming. A crash in the other room shocked her.The guards! Get inside her! Titus roared. Both their cocks entered her body simultaneously. The jolt sent shockwaves rolling through her. Pain turned to awesome pleasure. The door burst open, but she didnt look to see who came. She knew. No way did they have a chance to survive. We all have to come! Titus commanded. There was no way she could reach orgasm now.Please, dont let this end this way. Reno released her mouth as he shot his liquid into her. Coming! Come now, Lillian. Tituss words rolled through her, diving deep into her pussy like a heat-seeking missile. Everything

inside her blazed red hot. Delicious spasms fired inside her like hot popcorn. Her sex throbbed as the unleashed orgasm tore through her entire body. The colors of the rainbow shot around her. Chain the immortals and kill Lillian! Feandan screamed.

Chapter 7 Unlocking from their final sexual thrust into Lillian, Reno and Titus guided her behind them, blocking her from Feandan and his men. No one would harm her. Reno would make sure of that. He watched in amazement as silver wings popped out of Tituss back. The phantom stretched his hand out and hand shot several spheres of light at their enemies. The bloodliners recoiled backward, trying to avoid the phantoms magic missiles. Some succeeded like the high priest, but most didnt. The bodies of those who failed vanished in an explosion of light. Youvegot to keep them at bay with your own power until I can open a portal. No longer a prisoner, Titus was one hundred percent badass soldier, a brother-in-arms.

How do I do that, Titus? Concentrate. Cant you feel the power inside you from our tripling with the high priestess? I feel something. Warmth. Look with your mind at the center of your body. Youll see it. Reno concentrated and saw a spinning sphere of gray smoke.Hell, I must be Smokey the Immortal. Yes, I see it. Youre a shade. Thats how your magic looks. How can I use it? Shape it with your will into a weapon. Feandans voice sounded raspy and full of rage. Kill Lillian! Once shes dead, we can subdue the immortals. More guards rushed in. Lillians trembles of fear moved him to action. Reno felt the magic in his fingertips. His body warmed up and became smoke-like. Weird, but he didnt have time to think about it. Bullets. Damn. What he needed was a gun. He understood a gun. Reno gasped as the magic inside him burst from his fingers, each pulse a bullet-shaped missile that flew at the

advancing bloodliners. An explosion blinded him, but their screams told him that it had worked. Lets go, shade. Titus pointed to the wall behind them. Reno turned and saw a magical doorway to some place other than The Conclaves cell. Lillian stood trembling, her eyes wide with fear. Feandan waved his hands and mumbled some words. He seemed to be working on some kind of spell. Time to exit before he finished. Reno lifted Lillian up in his arms that looked like gray smoke. Apparently, transparent or not, his body still had substance. Youre really taking me with you? she asked, her eyes wide. Of course, sweetheart. With his wings wide, Titus stood inches from the portal. You coming or not, Reno? With Lillian in his arms, he stepped next to the phantom. Titus touched Lillians naked shoulder. Now, you aremy prisoner. The three of them went through the magical portal.

Nooo! Feandans shout faded to nothing. Silence. Blackness. Though Reno couldnt see Lillian, he could feel her body and he pulled her in tightly. For a split-second, they twisted and spun, as if they were riding a massive rollercoaster. The next instant, the feeling passed as he felt solid ground under his feet. It took another second to get his bearings. That was different. Youre both free. Lillians tears rolled from her beautiful blue eyes. We did it. Titus waved his hands, and a dozen lit candles materialized around them. High priestess, I wouldnt take credit for such recklessness. If it hadnt been forme, your plan wouldve failed. Reno felt her stiffen. The phantoms harsh tone impacted her. Cool it. Shes the reason we escaped. Tituss eyelids narrowed. She couldve been killed. But she wasnt. Shake it off, soldier. Where are we? My place.

Scanning the area, Reno guessed it to be some kind of cave or mine. A few slivers of light from various holes in the rocky ceiling joined the candles in illuminating the space. Reno wondered if it was magic light or sunshine from the outside. The air smelled dank, but seemed harmless. Reno wondered why Titus had brought them here. Im surprised it still exists after your two hundred-plus year imprisonment. Me, too. Why here? You ask too many questions, shade. Ask her. Shes read the book. Portals are tricky, Reno. Lillian crossed her arms over her chest, her modesty evident. Best to create one to a place the spell caster knows well. In all the previous commotion, Reno had disregarded that they were all still naked. Ive got a lot to learn about this magic crap. He turned to the phantom. You got somewhere for her to sit? Maybe some clothes? I did, but theyre all dust by now. Titus closed his eyes. Reno heard some crackling and felt something akin to electricity in the air. Suddenly, a couple of leather chairs

appeared in the middle of the cavern. Titus gestured to the new furniture. Shade, be my guest. Pretty cool trick. You know with those wings, you kinda look like an angel to me. I know some angels. I look nothing like them. Titus took a deep breath, and then his wings vanished. If you want to clothe the high priestess, do it yourself. You have your own power. Silver shimmered around him and then died out, leaving him wearing a black shirt, blue jeans, and hiking boots. But if I were you, Id leave her just the way she is. Your choice, for now. Reno thought about it. He did like his eyes to have full-access to her incredible body, but she needed time and rest. Titus turned to Lillian. Dont even think about trying to leave. Understand? Where would I go? Without a word, the phantom turned and walked down the tunnel. Renos irritation grew with each footfall of the self-appointed general. Where are you going?

To get provisions. Mine are all long gone, Im certain. Why not use magic like you did with the chairs? I could, but it doesnt really quench thirst or ease hunger. Its only an illusion. Enough questions. Figure the rest out for yourself. Reno called out, Id like a porterhouse with a baked potato. Lillian grinned at his mockery of the phantom. That pleased him. How long will you be gone, Titus? she asked timidly. As long as it takes, high priestess. Reno pulled her in close and squeezed her. If youre not back in an hour, well come looking for you. Youre learning. Then the phantom turned a corner and was out of sight. Time in The Conclaves cell had changed Reno. He silently vowed to never take his freedom for granted. He looked over at Lillian. With Titus gone, he would have her all to himself.

Chapter 8 Lillian pulled the silk sheet that Reno had created for her earlier up to her chin. Hed tried but failed to produce clothes for them. The bed hed magically formed felt amazingly soft. She kept her eyes shut, though she was no longer asleep. Earlier, her exhaustion had easily plunged her into catching zees. Now, the reality of what had happened and where shed been taken whirled like a top in her wide-awake mind. Lillian, you okay? She opened her eyes. Reno sat in one of the leather chairs, his stare fixed on her. He looked so strong and powerful. Not a monster, but instead a naked Greek god. She wanted him again, no denying it. Foolishness. From the first time shed met Reno, shed sensed an immeasurable goodness within him. Im fine. The rest helped. How long was I out? She sat up, and the sheet fell away, exposing her breasts. She jerked it back up to cover her nakedness. Twenty minutes at most. He stood, and she saw his cock lengthen. Heat filled her cheeks. Is Titus back?

No. But I am here. The hunger in his tone sent a shiver up and down her spine. Im glad that youre here, Reno. Her desire blasted through her body. Moisture slipped out from her pussy. He waved his hand, and her silk covering vanished. Why did you do that? I want to touch and taste every part of you, sweetheart. But we need Titus for you to gain more energy. Do you think he will really return? Considering what hes been through, Im not surprised by his dark mood. He wont let us down. Reno was the eternal optimist, literally. I hope youre right. I am. Right now, I want you for myself. Tripling for power can come later. Emotions rolled through her. She craved him to possess her, to pleasure her. Still, she needed to know his reason for coupling. Why alone?

In a flash, he curled up with her on the bed. Ive wanted you for myself from the moment I met you. You dont give yourself enough credit. Look what you did. Youve righted a wrong, my love. He called me my love.That thrilled her. How could I not at least try to do something to spring you? Lillian, you are amazing. Look how long Titus was held before someone showed him compassion. Without your courage, I couldve been just like him in another couple hundred years. She touched his naked, solid chest. It couldve ended badly. It didnt. I bet youre the first to ever try. You heard Titus. Others mustve felt the injustice of it before, but did nothing. I couldnt bear not trying something. Youre definitely one-of-a-kind, honey. His cupped her chin, and then kissed her shoulder. Your skin is so silky soft. He guided her to her side with her back tight against his front. She felt his cock pressing against her flesh. Intense heat rolled through her. One hand worked on the tightness in her neck, the other traced her hip. She giggled.

You like me touching you, Lillian? Y-Yes. Feels good. How about here? Reaching around her, he massaged her breasts. Perfect, Reno. Nothing in her life had ever felt so right. Crazy, but true. Thankfully, Feandan and The Conclave were far from here. As long as she could remember, her life had been planned for her. How could she have expected what meeting Titus and Reno would do to her? Shed always felt alien in The Conclave, out of place. But now? Lillians new found freedom both excited and frightened her. Reno rolled her on her back. His chocolate eyes didnt blink, and his mouth curled up into the most amazing smile shed ever seen. He leaned down and planted a long, lingering kiss on her. She parted her lips for his advancing tongue to probe her. She imagined more of him entering her. With his hand on her back, Reno pulled her in closer to his muscled frame while he deepened their kiss. Lillians body warmed. Her womb fluttered in anticipation of what was to come. His domination of her mouth went on and on, sending

her into a dizzy bliss. The more his lips pressed, the wetter she got. When the kiss finally ended, she instantly missed his lips. He threaded his hands in her hair. My love, youre incredible. So are you, Reno. If you and Titus hadnt jumped into action I just dont know what wouldve happened. You saved us, too. But after all I did and The Conclave did to you Reno pressed his index finger to her lips. Lil, you took a great risk to help us escape. Thats enough. Ive never met a woman like you. Though not in a cell, you were a prisoner, too. Lillian couldnt hold back the tears. She couldve gotten all of them killed. Reno pulled her in close. Lil, tell me what to do to make you feel better. Make love to me, Reno. Gladly, sweetheart.

Reno leaned down, and gave her another kiss, impaling her with unspoken demands. Her toes curled and her eyes closed. Time to wave the white flag of surrender. She let herself believe that everything would be okay. He tweaked her nipples. She felt the bits of flesh harden under his treatment. Gooseflesh popped on her exposed skin. He knew just what to touch, when to touch, how to touch. Reno, shouldnt we wait for Titus. Shh. I told you that right now isnt about tripling. Its only about you and me. I want to explore all of you. Since that first time with you, Ive dreamed of this moment. I want to get you so turned on youll think youve gone to heaven. He leaned down, and swallowed her nipple. A spark traveled from where he sucked all the way to her aching pussy. His mouth left one nipple, only to swallow the other. She thrashed on the bed and fisted the sheet. Back and forth, he laved her chest with his tongue, causing her nipples to peak even more. Unable to stop herself, Lillian moaned. Thats it. Let go, my love.

Oh, yes. I cant wait for my dick to be inside your tight pussy, filling you up. Her womb warmed and clenched. P-Please, I want it. Her body buzzed with desire as he touched herthere . His thumb pressed against her clit, driving her mad with desire. Reno moved down and licked at her navel. She couldnt withstand much more. But he continued his oral torture on her skin. Down he went, until his hot breath skated over her mound. Then he kissed her clit while slipping a finger between her folds and into her channel. The sensations in her body increased. Where shed been warm before, now she was ablaze with heat. Fuck, shes so tight! I cant wait to be inside her again. She caught her breath and held it. His thoughts rushed in like a stampede.How the hell am I hearing his thoughts again? How does it work? Reno froze and looked at her. Thats weird. What? I can hear your thoughts, too.

Shit! I mean, shoot. Her cowboy laughed.No, I think you did mean shit. Unable to hold back, she shot him a grin. She threaded her fingers through his hair. My love, I want you to feel pleasure like never before. Her core pulsed as he placed his thumb against her clit. He dove back down between her thighs, dotting her flesh with soft kisses. She widened her legs, as his tongue laved her bud. Reno, I-Im so close. Come for me, sweetheart. He gently bit down on her clit. His command and bite shoved her over the edge. Unable to stop herself, she dug her nails into his flesh. The orgasm erupted, spreading out to every fiber of her being. Reno never stopped laving her swollen folds, sampling her juices. Y-yesss. Electricity shot through her like a thunderstorm. Spasms consumed every inch of her body. Reno stroked her thighs, and stopped his wonderful tongue assault. I love you, Lillian.

I love you, too. I see you figured out a way to keep yourselves occupied while I was gone. Titus stood by one of the chairs, looking at her.

Chapter 9 Titus watched the blood rush to Lillians cheeks and her mouth form a perfect circle. She didnt speak, and her lips came back together in a snap. Reno sat up from between her legs. He didnt stand, but remained seated on the bed, next to Lillian. While she looked rested and satiated, the shade looked lusty and sweltering. She pulled the sheet up. Her incredible body disappeared from view, driving Titus mad with desire to rip to shreds the cotton covering Lillians soft curves. Buddy, did you bring food? Reno asked. I did. He sat the bags he carried on the bed. Water, too. Reno handed one paper sack to Lillian, and then dove in like a starving animal, ripping another bag to shreds. The donuts and bottled water exploded onto the bed. The shade swallowed one cinnamon roll in two bites before moving to another

pastry. Even with the sack in her lap, Lillian didnt move or look at Reno. Instead, her hazel eyes fixed on Titus. She had to be starving, too. Was she waiting for his permission? His cock hardened, knowing she was. He craved more of her submission. The centuries of pain and anguish from being subdued against his will seemed to melt into nothingness next to her demonstration of obedience. Everything about Lillian unhinged him. Eat, high priestess. She shot him a smile that sent him to the moon. Joining the shade in the feast, she sat up. The sheet fell away, exposing her naked breasts. Her nipples were erect and red. Tituss cock hardened, desiring a taste. Lillian grabbed a chocolate covered donut and began devouring it. Poor thing mustve been famished. He should hate her. She was part of The Conclave, and not just part of it, but its high priestess. Still, how could he fault her? And shed put herself at risk to rescue them. Foolish, but he couldnt help but admire her courage. If theyd been a second later on completing the tripling, he and the shade would be back in chains and she would likely be dead by Feandans hand. Titus clenched his jaw. He had plans for that prick that

included a long, tedious, horrible death. Hed already begun working it out. With the energy he now had, how could Feandan escape his wrath? The power surging through him felt incredible. A massive sphere of silver light spun in his core. Lillian had given that to him and the same to Reno. Centuries had passed since Tituss last full tripling. Still, he recalled that none of the previous triads had provided so much energy. Not even close. And what about Lillians bloodliner light changing from red into every color of the rainbow shooting in every direction? What did it mean? Thanks, buddy. This is good. Reno downed half a bottle of water. Lillian looked up, a single chocolate spot on the corner of her lips. Thank you, Titus. His lust went into overdrive. He didnt need to triple for power, though more would be welcomed, but he craved to have her again. A high priestess of The Conclave, yes, but Lillian was different. Like it or not, shed gotten to him. The tripling with her and Reno rolled through his mind. So strange. Different. Powerful. Could Lillian know more? High priestess, our tripling in the cell wasunique . Why?

She shrugged, but he sensed she was holding something back. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. Dont make me ask again. O-Okay. I could be wrong, but I think we created a Perfect Triad. Titus struggled with the possibility.No! Hed thought such things were only myth. The ramifications boiled into his bones. A Perfect what? Reno asked. Lillian continued, A Perfect Triad is where a human bloodliner and two immortals are sealed together, forever. The shade rubbed his forehead. I dont understand. Why would you? It means we cannot triple with any human but her. Ever. The idea both pleased and infuriated Titus. What else, sweetheart? The cowboy grabbed her hand. Its okay. Well, according to the Book of Timu, I wont die. I felt a strong bond during our tripling. Thought I was losing it. Glad Im not. Reno smiled. So, whats the downside?

Plenty.Titus began, Time to pay for your meal, high priestess. What do you mean? Lillian asked. And why are you frowning? The old memories poured into him. The suffering. The lack of control. The humiliation. They all felt terribly fresh. High priestess, you didnt stand as I commanded you. Youll be punished for your disobedience. Get up on your feet, now. Lillian leapt from the bed in a single bound. Everything inside Titus urged him forward, to take her, touch her, and fill her. He willed his desires into a tenuous surrender. For now. Hold on, buddy. Reno held up his hands. Whats this all about? Im going to set the pecking order straight with her right now. Shes been trained for her whole life to be in charge of our kind, to increase our desire, only to withhold release and pleasure. Thats over. You can join me or not. I dont care. Reno stood up and stepped in front of Lillian. Youll not hurt her. Not while Im here. Reno, its okay. Hes right.

Reno jerked back to her. Youre up for this? Shes more than up for it. I have no doubt she getting wetter and wetter at the thought. You are? Sheepishly, Lillian nodded. Damn, that gave Titus a hell of a hard-on. Reno grinned. Im game then. Whatever she wants. If Titus was to be tethered to another immortal for a permanent triad, he didnt mind it being Reno. The guy had heart, strength, and smarts. In the cell, hed actually come to believe the shade might survive with him for a couple of centuries, unlike his predecessors. Good. If shes right, and we three are sealed together, she needs to understand how things will operate from now on. Well start by helping her to learn that she cannot come until you or I say so. Weird, but okay. Lillian didnt move a muscle. He liked her obedience, thrived on it, in fact. What did you think of last night, high priestess?

It was nice. What about the times before? She looked down and clasped her hands together. I-I wish that you couldve come, too. Titus watched a tear roll down her cheek. You should be punished for not letting us come, dont you think? Yes. AddSir to your responses to me from now on. Understand? Yes, Sir. Good. Shade, how do you want her to address you? I dont care.Reno works just fine. No it doesnt. You need something that immediately lets her know you are in charge. We have to undo the training she received from The Conclave. Sure, she seems compliant now. But what if some of their brainwashing kicks in and she betrays us? Fine.Sir is fine with me, too. I think we both need different handles for her. It will lessen the confusion when shes addressing either of us and were commanding her.

Reno shrugged. How about Commander? Good. And we will call her prisoner. Lillian let out a little moan. Their talk was getting to her. Hell, it was getting to him. Do we have to do this all the time, Titus? The shade looked a bit uncomfortable, but he never took his eyes off of Lillian. Lets just see how this goes. Prisoner, get on your knees. Yes, Sir. Lillian dropped to her knees. Youre a prick, Titus. Reno touched her cheek. As I recall, there needs to be a word she can utter to stop anything that is over-the-top for her. Im not sure what you mean, shade. You wouldnt since youve been out of commission for so long. Its called a safe word. Either we give her one, or this ends right now. She wont ever say it, but as you wish. Titus turned to Lillian. She looked so beautiful. The word isceremony. Do you understand, prisoner? Yes, Sir.

Whenever you say that word during a tripling, well stop everything, my love. Lets get on with it. I dont think you get it, Titus. Whatever this Perfect Triad thing is, I dont know. But together in the cell, you and I gave Lillian Prisoner, Titus corrected. Fine. We gave our sexy prisoner something incredible. I felt something inside me, so awesome and overwhelming. She gets to me on a level Ive never known before. All I want to do is pleasure her and give her all I can. I bet you feel the same way. Lillian looked up at him and Reno in a way that looked to be utter devotion. Then, lets get on with her punishment.

Chapter 10 22) The Spell of Pain is not easy to master. If done properly, the immortal will be paralyzed by agony until you and your followers can either capture the abomination for The Conclaves ceremonies or kill the abomination to rid the world of another

monster. The Book of Timu: Verse 22of The Conclaves 1925 additions to the book. **** When Titus walked over to Lillian and cupped her chin, her pussy ached. What he might have planned for her put her on edge. He picked her up and placed her face down on the bed. She rolled her head so that she could continue to look at him. He shed his clothes. Seeing his fully erect dick sent tingles over every inch of her skin. Time for your punishment, prisoner. Titus calling herprisoner , her obeying his commands, felt right. She needed this, and Titus needed to take her this way. It was the only way. Her only hope to keep them. Reno moved out of view, to the opposite side of the bed from Titus. She imagined how she looked, sprawled out between them on the sheets. The thought had her grinding her mound into the bed. Slap!The sting of Tituss hand on her ass froze her wiggling to a stop.

You will not come until I or Commander say. You will not move until I or Commander say. You will not speak, until I or Commander say. Understand, prisoner? Yes, Sir. Titus nodded and waved his hands. What appeared in his left hand sent both a chill and heat through her flesh.A large paddle. She gulped, knowing that he would burn her bottom with it for her punishment. Titus stared down at her, his face full of determination and strength. And something else. What? You earned five strikes for not standing when I ordered you to, prisoner. Five more for your actions the first night we met and for withholding my pleasure. Five more for prohibiting Commander to come. How many is that, prisoner? Fifteen, Sir. You have more coming for the other nights in the cell, but those can wait for another time. His strength blasted her to bits. And sensing the incredible pain that he harbored, how could she refuse him? She couldnt. Besides, she wanted this, needed this. And Titus needed it, too. Reno spoke gently, Sweetheart, are you sure about this?

She paused. Was she? Once begun, she knew there was no going back. Ever. She fisted the sheets, knowing that she wanted this more than anything. Answer Commander! Titus demanded. Yes, Sir. Yes, Commander, Im ready. Her womb burned. Dont hesitate. That earned you two more strikes of this paddle. The command in Tituss voice held her to the bed. Whats the count, prisoner? Seventeen, Sir. Correct. Shade, hold the paddle. I want her chained. As Titus magically created restraints, an extreme urge to press her pussy into the mattress for much needed relief almost overwhelmed her, but she resisted. That pleased her, knowing shed obeyed Tituss command. She felt the manacles snap onto her wrists and ankles, and then Titus stretched the bindings taut until she was in a spread-eagle pose with her butt ready for his discipline. I want you to count the strikes as they are delivered on that hot little ass of yours, prisoner. Understand? Yes, Sir.

Tituss thought shot out.Give it a try, Reno. Okay. Here it goes. More of their thoughts rolled into her and The little sting of the paddle to her backside smarted slightly. One, Sir. Commander.I can take more. I need more. Too soft. I agree with you, prisoner. Titus smiled. Too soft, shade. He can hear my thoughts just like Reno did before. Yes, high priestess. Your mind is open to me. Reno added, Likely something about us all being meant for each other. Maybe. Can you deliver a harder blow? You heard her thoughts. She wants more. Needs more. Reno brought the paddle against her ass.Smack! This time she felt it. The pain quieted her mind and sent her desire to the stratosphere. Two, Sir. Commander. Three strikes followed in succession. The dreamy place it took

her had no time, no guilt. All that remained was extreme desire. Three, four, five, Sir. Commander. Lillian felt the heat on her ass cheeks and the tears on her cheeks. Biting her lip, she braced for the next twelve to come.Her punishment. They didnt come. Instead, hands massaged everything away. More wetness than she couldve thought possible seeped from between her legs. God, she wanted to come. If she didnt soon, she felt as if she might explode into a million pieces. Was this how all The Conclaves immortal captives felt? Not just for a single night, for their entire imprisonment. And Titus had been imprisoned for centuries. Smack!The last strike was harder with more sting. Six, Sir. Commander. Good, prisoner. Very good. Renos words thrilled her. If she could please him and Titus, trust them to keep her safe, ease Tituss pain, soften Renos memories, everything would snap into place for their new little corner of the world. Reno asked, Are you doing okay, prisoner? Yes, Commander. Very good.

You want to spank her, Titus? Lets see what she wants. Tell us, prisoner. You want me to deliver some strikes on that hot ass of yours, make it nice and pink for my dick? Gooseflesh popped up on her arms and legs. Yes, Sir. Such a brave girl. Im impressed. Tituss words melted her hesitation and warmed up her pussy. She is amazing. Ive never known any woman like her. Reno stroked her hair. Neither have I. She ached to please them, to show them how strong she could be for them. Ready? Titus asked with a tenderness that shocked her. Yes, Sir. She bit the sheets, bracing herself. As Titus brought the paddle down to her ass, her mind drifted up and away. Surreal. The little bits of pain had taken her higher, away from her guilt. Seven, Sir. Commander. Eight. Nine. Ten, Sir. Commander.

She continued the counting as Titus continued delivering her punishment to her backside. The stings were only slightly more than Reno had provided. Still, it was enough to keep her mind floating in bliss. The final one came down, a bit less than the previous ones had been. Seventeen, Sir. Commander. Her entire body hummed like a jet, readying for takeoff. Titus leaned down. Now they were face to face. He cupped her chin. You did great, Lillian. Thank you, Sir. His lips skimmed over hers. Then he released her chin and mouth and stood up. Reno, I want to fill up her hot cunt, tonight. Thats perfect, since Ive been dreaming of plunging into her tight behind. She felt Reno spread her ass cheeks wide, and he dove into her with his tongue while Tituss hand glided up and down her shoulders and back. Their handling over her body thrilled her. Until now, shed never really felt like she belonged to anything or anyone. She couldnt deny the truth. She belonged to Titus and Reno.

She heard Titus rustling through one of the other sacks hed brought earlier. Use this lube on her, Reno. The plastic containers lid popped loudly. Then, she felt Reno apply its slick contents to her backside entrance. One finger entered her. She tensed. Relax, Titus whispered in her ear. Youre doing great. Another finger. In and out. The more Reno drilled into her with his digits, the more she wanted.God, I need his dick inside me. Reno sent,I want to be inside your pretty little cunt, Lil. He pulled her down the bed until her hips were half-on and half-off the mattress. Standing behind her, he held onto her thighs so her legs and feet remained off the bed and floor of the cavern. He didnt waste any time and slid deep inside her, past her cheeks. He filled her past the brim. She closed her eyes tight, feeling the pressure. Breathe, prisoner, Titus commanded. Y-Yes, Sir. In a few seconds, everything changed from overflowing to exploding. All resistance in her body vanished, leaving only hot, silky want.How can I hold back my orgasm?

You will. You must. The softness shed heard earlier in Tituss tone had gone. Now, he sounded demanding andhungry! Reno increased his pace in and out of her backside. Fucking unbelievable. Shes so tight. So hot. Fuck! He reared back, plunged in again. Lillian wiggled her hips, hoping to drive him even wilder. It mustve worked as she heard him growling behind her and his new strokes inside her were more intense and faster. Open your eyes, Lillian. Titus commanded. Yes, Sir. When she did, his face was right in front of her. He smiled. Ready to come? Yes, Sir but She stopped. He hadnt asked her to elaborate.But Reno taking me from behind isnt a tripling. Youre correct, it isnt. Still, Im adding five more to your paddling count. Understand? Yes, Sir. Shade, slow down.

Gotcha. But I cant hold back much longer. Together, they rolled her on her side and then on top of Reno, his cock remaining inside her. Renos muscled body cradled her back, and his hands slid down her sides curves. Fuck, yeah! Titus smiled down at her. That hot pussy you got, prisoner, is so inviting. Titus leaned down and dined on her mound. She felt her sex pulse over and over. When he sucked on her clit, she almost gave into her pending orgasm.Almost. Dont do it. Not yet.Titus sent. He leaned up and moved his body over hers, positioning his cocks tip between her pussys swollen lips. A thin layer of pleasure sweat dotted up on her skin.Please, Sir! I need you in me. Titus plunged his dick into her depths, down to the spot that sent a ricochet of hot pressure throughout her body. He leaned down and kissed her. Not a sweet embrace, but a possessive, commanding embrace. Her body lurched from where Renos cock pierced her and Tituss dick filled her. Titus ended their kiss and began plowing into her like a man on a critical mission. Renos possession of her backside came

with delicious plunges. In and out. Over and over. Taking her higher and higher. Silver light and gray smoke appeared. Then she saw red light skating outward from her body. Silver, gray, and red coalesced together. The colors blended, changed. Grew brighter. She used her inner muscles to clamp down on the two cocks inside her. She wanted to please her immortals as much as they had pleased her. You both close? Reno asked. God, I am. His words aroused her even more. Feeling their joint assault inside her, remembering her delicious punishment, pushed her so close to orgasm. Im close, too, Titus answered. So am I, Sir. Commander. Not yet, my prisoner. Titus breathed heavily. Not yet. A moan slipped past her lips. She shot her hands up and circled his neck, holding on for dear life as her orgasm inched forward inside her. More strokes. Faster. Deeper. Her body buzzed with a million

honeybees. Lillian, you belong to me and Reno. Tituss tone had softened once again, but his drilling in her didnt. You understand? That took her to the edge of her willpower. Yes, Sir. She prayed he would let her orgasm. Come for me, prisoner. Y-Yesss, Sir. Her climax rocked her like a Cat-Five hurricane coming ashore. Her rainbow vibrated in her mind. Titus and Reno plowed one last time into her with their dicks, shooting their liquid deep into her pussy and ass. Fucking A! Reno yelled. Titus closed his eyes. Lillian watched his facial muscles tighten, then relax. She enjoyed the afterglow of their tripling. Her body hummed softly. After a bit, she heard Renos breathing change. Evidently, hed fallen asleep. Lillian? Tituss tone sounded so gentle. Yes, Sir.

For now, call me Titus. Yes, Titus. His name felt wonderful on her lips. Lillian, I hated my imprisonment more than you can know. It changed me. Im so sorry for what you had to suffer, Titus. Her heart ached for him. She couldnt imagine how hed endured so much suffering. She sobbed, feeling tears streak down her cheeks. No, Lillian. Dont cry for me. I would live through the last two centuries again, knowing youd be there at the end to free me. I love you, my prisoner. He pulled her in close. I love you, Sir. Ill always love you. She closed her eyes. Her immortals were locked together with her body, mind, and heart, into a Perfect Triad. Nothing could spoil that. Feandans voice jolted her. Hello, Lillian.

Chapter 11 Titus felt the rage roll through him, but he couldnt move. Not even an inch. Ill kill you, Feandan.

I dont think so. Have you already forgotten what spells Im capable of performing? A portal to Tituss old cell floated next to the high priest and The Conclave soldiers hed brought with him. How did you get a portal here? Youve never been here before. True. But The Conclave keeps good records. I found a document from 1847, describing your capture in full detail, including where youd been found. I guessed that would be your hideout. So, by narrowing it down to that, a simple location spell to get a fix on you was easy. Then, the portal. Arrogant prick. Titus imagined squeezing the life out of him with his bare hands. Renos thought shot to him.Titus, I cant move, either. Lillian, what about you? She trembled beneath him.A little. Hello, bitch. Feandan smirked. I cant wait to chop you up into little tiny chunks and drop your remains in the ocean for the sharks to feed on. But I will take my time. First, I will enjoy fucking you. Then, I think Ill chop off your toes.

A protective fury multiplied inside him. He used it to increase his focus in on his silver sphere of power. Feandan knew theyd tripled but couldnt know that they were a megaton Perfect Triad bomb. Perhaps that would give him and Reno an advantage. It had to. He couldnt let the high priest torture Lillian. He knew too well what horrors The Conclave could meet out, and Feandan was one of its most prolific students. Execute me if you want, but dont torture them. Lillians voice didnt falter. The escape was my doing, not theirs. Wheresmy book? Feandans face darkened. Tell me that, and I might make your death swift. Reno, can you access your power? I think I can. Titus sent,Lillian, you have your rainbow. You know how to use it? Not really. Try. Yes, Sir. Well? the high priest asked.

Titus took most of his power, left just enough to keep him out of the Ether, and sent it flying to The Conclave guardians. He watched a gray smoky sphere shoot out from Reno at the same group. All but Feandan and two others fell on the ground in pain. Those who had fallen screamed and then went silent. The paralysis of Feandans spell melted away. Titus jumped up, waved his hand, and the two companions of the high priest turned to ash, dusting the ground with their remains. Feandan glared at him. Yak-lisak-blusto-wan-wan-wan. When he finished the last syllable, Titus felt a giant ball of pain in the middle of his chest that doubled him over. By the sound from Reno, he, too, suffered from the high priests spell. Sir. Commander. Are you all right? Titus tried to choke out an answer for her, but all he could produce was incomprehensible grunts. Feandans pain spell grew inside Titus like an exploding nova. Release them, Feandan, and Ill show you where the book is hidden. No deal, traitor. Guys, Im going to try something. Do you think if I send this

rainbow power into each of you, you could access it? Worth a try, honey. Do it, my sweet prisoner. Send us your power. He watched her eyes close. Youve got to be kidding me. Im the high priest. I know more spells than you can even dream of. Send me your best shot, Lillian. Ill turn it on you so fast you wont even know what hit you. Feandan began mumbling some ancient bloodline spell, Disos-Comek-Parnle. Mustve been a big one since his chants went on and on. Nothing changed. Titus curled his fingers into fists. If the high priest finished the incantation, all hell would break loose and Lillian would be dead. Together they could stop him, but they had to act now. Titus sent,Believe in yourself, Lillian. You have the power. Use it. Suddenly, the pain left Tituss body and energy flowed into him like a flood from Lillian. His silver sphere grew a size that amazed him. The gray smoke swirling around Reno let Titus

know that shed sent power into the shade, too. Feandans eyes widened, but he continued the spell, Rotarnel-Begso. He and Reno sent magical bombs at the high priest. He didnt finish the spell, and it flitted to a halt. Titus lurched forward. Feandan screamed and tried to jump into the portal to escape. No luck for the bastard. Reno knocked him to the floor and stood over him. Feandan created a dagger from the magic hed stolen from Titus and others over the years. He chunked it at Reno, who deflected it with ease. Another dagger appeared in his hand. Another toss. A miss. And another. Then the prick got back to his feet. Feandan looked at Lillian, and his face darkened. Enough! Titus bulldozed into the high priest, knocking him to the floor. Mercy, phantom! Feandan begged. Have mercy! What do you think, shade? Reno shrugged. Your call, buddy. Lillian screamed, Look out!

Titus turned just in time to see Feandan try to shove The Conclaves dagger into his chest. He knocked it out of the high priests hand into the air. Gravity took hold of the blade, and the weapons descent ended in Feandans carotid artery, slicing it wide open. The high priests eyes went saucer like as blood poured out of him. Tituss tormentor was dead.

Chapter 12 3) Blessed is the human who finds love in the arms of two Rogues. The Book of Timu: Verse 3Chapter 15 **** Lillian donned the silver choker that Titus and Reno had given her over four months ago. It was the only thing they allowed her to wear inside their new home. No clothes. No shoes. Only the choker. Outside? Well, that depended. Using old Rogue contacts, Titus had been able to purchase five hundred acres in West Texas. A very remote place. He didnt want a new Conclave high priest to have a chance to find her. Reno had been thrilled. Though he couldnt recall much of his mortal life, hed remembered he worked with livestock before

hed become a Marine. Titus thought it would be a good idea to have some cattle to keep up appearances for any nosy locals. Lillian suspected Titus liked ranching more than he could admit. Hed use any excuse to saddle up his horse to check one of the fences, a well, or the herd. She heard the door open and then the footsteps of her immortals. Is that fried chicken I smell? She knows just how to please us. Where is my sexy little prisoner? Titus asked, his tone full of mirth and mischief. Im in here, Sir. I smell apple pie, too. Reno laughed. Get in here, babe. Yes, Commander. When she entered the living room, the sight of them thrilled her. They looked so sexy in their cowboy hats, western shirts, tight jeans, and dusty boots. She fell to her knees and trembled with desire for the two immortals that had changed everything for the better for her. She lowered her eyes and said, I live to serve you, Sir and Commander.

Titus spoke first. Look at me, my prisoner. She obeyed. His gaze was soft and warm. He sent her a wide smile and put his hand on her shoulder. Lillian, youre the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you, Sir. Me, too. Reno stepped up and cupped her chin. I couldnt be happier. Neither could she. Are you hungry? She giggled and reached out and placed a hand on each of their crotches through the denim. They were already hard. An expectant tingle shot through her pussy. Naughty prisoner. I think you should be punished. Titus grinned. Yes, Sir. I think Lillian has the right idea, Titus. Dinner can wait. Im hungry for something much more satisfying. I need a shower, first. You want to scrub us clean, Lil?

Yes, Commander. Please. Her two immortals carried her back into the bathroom, caressing her along the way. Eternity would be just fine with her two Rogues. THE END www.KrisCook.net

ABOUT THE AUTHOR A military brat to the core, Kris Cook never put down deep roots in any particular geographic location. Until Texas. Why? Kris loves the sun. A voracious reader, Kris loves many genres of fiction, but this writers favorite books are romances that are edgy, sexy, with rich characters and unique challenges. Kris influences include JR Ward, Lora Leigh, and Shayla Black. Kris has won and placed in several writing contests in the past couple of years. Kris motto: I like cooking up really hot books for my readers. The hotter, the better.

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