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exploded into a climax so powerful it tore away all reason. Her vision went to black as her whole being centered on the spasms inside her. Her pussy grabbed at his hardness over and over. He shouted and stiffened on one last thrust. His seed spilled into her, drawing out her own response, and she came and came and came.
    The orgasm didn’t end. Even when he’d finished, she still hung suspended in a supernova of need.
    More! her mind shrieked. There had to be more.
    Hands moved her. Not gentle now, but urgent. They shoved her forward, guided her off the firm male flesh still inside her. Other hands pushed her upward until she somehow sat upright.

    Alice Gaines
    Eria’s Ménage
    - 58 -
    Then another cock slammed up into her, stretching her, almost splitting her in two. The convulsions continued, even her womb pulsating. She would have screamed, if her lungs had held any air. All she could do was let it take her while her pussy milked the cock in her depths.
    Then he roared, and his semen flew from him in hot waves, giving her every bit of bliss she’d imagined and more. Every scrap of heaven she could have hoped for and much, much more. The three of them had united in perfection, and her existence would never be the same again.
    Finally spent, she slumped forward as her breathing returned. Hands reached for her again, guiding her onto the sheets between her mates. More hands found blankets and pulled them up to cover their bodies.
    She lay between her mates as her heartbeat slowed to normal. Each touched her now as one sighed and the other made his purring sound. Something fluttered below her heart, sending a signal to her belly. Another tremor there, and her egg released. In an hour or two she’d carry her heir.
    The second part of the riddle. They’d created life, but part of her would die when they left.
    * * *
    On the day her mates would leave her forever, Eria had to approve a dozen or more marriages. Grim irony, that. She had to sit between the two men who’d shown her a combination of ecstasy and tenderness sweet enough to make a stone weep -- men she would now lose -- and she had to look at young faces fresh with hope for the future.
    What fiend had thought up this cruel trick?
    An influx of new suitors always ended in multiple marriages. The same had happened when her mother had mated. The former queen had instructed her daughter, Eria, in how to endure the ordeal and then the long years of celibacy after her mating.
    Think of your duty, your people, your world. Think of the benefits of so many intermarriages with other civilizations. Concentrate on that and take pride.

    Alice Gaines
    Eria’s Ménage
    - 59 -
    Her mother hadn’t loved her fathers, though. Never mentioned them, as if they had no identity beyond the contribution of their sperm. Her mother couldn’t have had lovers like Tad and Brath. Brath and Tad. Identical and uniquely precious.
    Deities, how could she survive the loss of them?
    The next couple approached. Their hands clasped together, they bowed low before the dais.
    “You want to marry this outworlder?” Eria asked.
    The young woman lifted her head and smiled shyly. “With all my heart, Excellency.”
    “And will you take good care of her?”
    “I will.” The man glanced at his intended with eyes full of adoration. “Mine is an old and noble house. We have grand estates on my planet.”
    “You’d take her from her family here?”
    He grasped his intended’s hand in both of his and squeezed. “She’ll live wherever she wants. Anything to make her happy.”
    Brath stiffened beside Eria. No one else would have noticed, but she knew his body so well now. He gazed over the crowd with eyes that registered nothing. On her other side, Tad merely looked away. They hurt as much as she did.
    “Excellency?” the young woman said.
    “Yes, yes.” Eria waved her hand. “You have my permission.”
    The happy couple rose and walked away, the man’s arm circled around his fiancée’s