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“Now, Rena, now! Come for us. Rub your clit and come for us.” This time she heard both men plead with her. Cash's voice still edged with darkness and need where Graelen's graveled voice carried a softer emotion. But, clear from them both was the need. They needed her to come with them. She strummed her thumb across her sensitive nub of flesh once, then twice before ecstasy ripped through her forcing a scream from her lungs that vibrated across the cock in her mouth muffling the sound.

“Oh, Goddess, yes!” Graelen's control was gone. “Fuck!” His breath came fast and hard as she relentlessly caressed him with her mouth and hand. She wanted his come. She needed him to know that she was more than just his empath. She was his woman. She belonged to him.

He released his connection with Cash, unwilling to share the moment he bonded with anyone.

Her sex squeezed again when the first blast of semen erupted into her mouth. His wild cries tore through the room as he came long and hard giving her every last drop. She didn't stop when it ended. She continued to lick and suck until he pulled back from her releasing his still hard cock from her mouth.

“You're mine now, Rena.” In the throes of a passion induced euphoria, Rena let down the rest of her mental guards to give Graelen a gift. The gift of her total submission.

Expecting a soft flow of emotion, she instead was blindsided with a white-hot searing pain roaring through her body. Her blood-curdling scream reverberated around the room, she gripped her belly and collapsed forward onto Graelen.

“Rena.” Graelen pulled her into his arms tight. “What is it? What the fuck? What’s wrong?”

Her body, racked with a pain she couldn't bear, shook violently in his arms. “It's Cash again. Cash is hurting me.”

Chapter Six

Graelen rushed down the corridor to find his brother to do the only thing he could to save her. Find his brother and force him from their home, right after he kicked his ass. That traitorous thought sent a slice of bitter coldness through his body. For his entire life all of his focus had been to find a way to keep his family together. Yet now, when his brother fought the darkness more than ever, he would be forced to choose between his twin and his woman. He'd hoped that allowing Cash to share Rena through a mind link would bond them, if tenuously. But Cash was even darker than he'd first thought. His emotions were out of control. Graelen had to face the facts that his brother was addicted and dangerous.

Why now? Why here? A warning voice whispered in his head. Was he missing something? Something important that would affect their lives. What the hell good did it do him to have this fucking power if it couldn't help him at times like these?

Graelen opened the door to his study to find Cash pacing the room like a caged tiger. He didn't even need magick to feel the angry emotions swirling around him.

“What the hell is going on here? Whatever you’re doing knock it the fuck off write now.”

Cash swiveled around at the sound of his voice. Black eyes as dark as coal met his own, sending a shiver down his spine. “It's the woman, Grae. She has spelled you and you can't see the truth. Now she is trying to get to me.”

Graelen took a deep breath before responding. His brother was wound so tight he couldn't even see what was happening to himself. “You can still say that after the gift she just gave you?” He had to accept how far his brother was gone. “No, Cash, that's the darkness talking. You're giving in, getting too close, too often. You've lost control.”

Cash's features distorted into a snarl. “She is stealing your power. I tasted it back there.”

Graelen shook his head, unsure how to explain what was happening with Rena. Frustration from them both filled the room. With emotions this high there wasn't much left he could do. Except…

“Let me show you. Let me share the experience with you.”

Cash took a step back. Graelen wasn't above tackling his brother and forcing him if he had to.

“I don't believe this, Graelen. I don't believe the answer for us lies simply in a sexy submissive empath.”

Graelen tamped down his own rising anger. Anger wouldn't get him to listen. “I'm not talking about sex, brother. Bond with me. Let me show you the truth.”

“No. It's too dangerous,” said Cash.

Graelen shook his head. “No more dangerous than what you’re doing to yourself right now. Look at you. You're using. And not just a little when it's necessary. You're using a lot.” He approached his brother cautiously. He had to get through to him. He held up his arms in front of his brother, waiting. Several tense minutes later Cash finally gave in grasping Graelen's forearms and they locked together.

Graelen imagined a whirlpool of energy surrounding them, traveling in a clockwise motion from their heads down to their feet, then back up to their heads, and back down. Once the vortex centered around them, Graelen was ready to merge.

He pictured his twin clearly in his mind. He watched Cash, empathized with him, felt himself merging within him. He imagined what his brother felt like at this moment with the darkness swirling uncontrollably within. He imagined the sights he'd seen, the smells he sensed, the motivations and ways of thinking he would have. Becoming those thoughts, Graelen merged with him by dissolving the distinctions that made them separate.

Once merged, he felt all of his brother's anger and pain over the years of isolation. The bitterness of not being able to use his gifts for so many years, then the agony of giving in to the allure of the darkness he could never escape. Staggering, painful thoughts. But more importantly he could show Cash what happened to him when his anger transferred to Rena. Temporarily