Saria looked intrigued by the idea, and I held back a groan.

  They were going to kill me, I loved them both and they both consumed me in bed, I wasn’t sure I could handle both at the same time, fuck, I knew I couldn’t. I’d just accidentally turned my marriage into a threesome, including the nuptial bed.

  Regina took my hand, and Saria hopped gracefully down from the dais and took the other. We followed Karana out of the door in the back, into the private part of the keep, and to what was now a small suite shared by three.

  I wasn’t complaining, not exactly, they were both incredibly beautiful, faithful, and mine, even as they were also very different women in both appearance and personality. I’d be lying if I said my cock wasn’t already hard at the idea of bonding and mating them both at the same time, I just worried my split focus would cause jealousy, and quite frankly I worried I wouldn’t be able to keep up with them both at the same time. Regina was insatiable and wielded the magic of pleasure, and Saria was wild and untamed when she let herself go.

  Fuck it, I wasn’t going to worry about it, they both loved me, and seemed okay with it, so what exactly was I worried about? Oh right, premature ejaculation in my excitement, but maybe Regina would control that for me, or at least speed my recovery. I knew she could.

  Karana said sultrily while looking me up and down.

  “Okay, strip down for the ceremony.”

  I froze, until Saria said with a hint of amusement, “Karana, behave,” as she squeezed my hand.

  Karana laughed, but didn’t look at all apologetic at her poor joke.

  She bit her lip, “Ready? Do you all want to be bonded together? Or just each of you ladies to James here.”

  Saria and Regina both looked at each other across from me, they didn’t speak a word, just shared a look. I’d had no idea they were that well connected, to have a silent conversation like that. I wondered if that was a good thing, or if I was in a lot of trouble.

  Regina said, “All together,” as Saria simultaneously said, “The former.”

  Karana smiled, and while there was that ever present sultriness to it, I could see her true happiness for us as well. Still, she was even harder to read than Saria was, which was saying a lot, so I was mostly guessing.

  “Make a triangle, you two need to be holding hands as well.”

  The ladies who were each holding one of my hands, swung out in front of me at an angle, to take each other’s hands as well.

  My heart started to pound as it sunk in, that I was about to marry two women at the same time in this strange world and culture. A part of me was nervous, but a much bigger part of me was excited, and no, not just the thing between my legs.

  Karana started to chant in an authoritative voice that for once was completely absent of seductive tones. It was startling, and strangely compelling.

  I looked from Saria to Regina, and back again. I loved them both, and as shocking as this was, I couldn’t think of a place I’d have rather been at that moment.

  Karana’s voice raised slowly in both volume and tempo, until she ended the bonding spell with a final word that boomed and seemed to echo in the depths my mind. Then the magic hit us, and I barely took notice of the sultry dark elf slipping silently out of the room as the spell took effect.

  Chapter Three

  The normal sensations of my body fell away, touch, taste, hearing, sight, and smell.

  It’s difficult to describe, though I could say it was as if our minds joined our souls, and then mine was touching both Saria’s and Regina’s. There was no detection of their emotions, no thoughts or words, and the truth was that was immaterial. Thoughts and emotions were primitive in comparison to the sensations and knowledge I received when our souls connected.

  I knew them both, intimately, and better than they probably knew themselves. I knew what they both were at the core of them, before such clumsy expressions of words or emotions could enter the picture and obscure the pure truth of their beauty. I also couldn’t feel who I was, and a part of me was glad of that even as a part of me worried how I could possibly be good enough for the two shining souls I felt mingling with mine.

  I saw their faults as well, and loved them more for it. They were complicated, multi-faceted, and I knew they’d both be faithful to me for the rest of our lives.

  Then I felt them reach out to me further, and toward each other. I understood then that the spell didn’t bond us for life, it just made it possible for us to do so. A choice given, after we saw the core of the person we wanted to bond with. That was far more than the simple formality Saria had intimated it would be, but maybe she hadn’t known the truth of it?

  I eagerly reached out to them both, and we entwined the edges of our souls together. There was an overwhelming rush of joy, desire, and a feeling of completeness as we were tossed back into our bodies. I still felt the connection to them both, and I felt their presence in my mind and who they were at their core, but it was much less intense now with feeling our bodies and emotions. Our connection was drowned out by the intense love and lust I felt, and the intense needs of my body to physically complete our union as lifetime mates.

  My body tingled, my respiration was quickened, and my cock was painfully hard in my breeches. Saria and Regina looked to be in similar shape, and we all took a half step forward and brought our bodies together.

  I groaned, as they both rubbed up against me and each other in a wanton needy fashion.

  I kissed Saria passionately as they both rubbed their hands on my body, and my hands roamed theirs. Then I kissed Regina lingeringly and with heat. One of each of their hands left my body, to roam the others, as I watched those two kiss inches in front of my face, and they release deep sighs of pleasure into one another’s mouths.

  My cock twitched painfully against its confinement. I hadn’t seen that coming at all, but in that moment, nothing could have been more natural, we were a union of equals.

  Both ladies turned toward me simultaneously, and the sensation of four hands stripping and touching my body was overwhelming. Their lips teased either side of my neck and down onto my chest as the shirt disappeared, and I gasped as Regina started to send sparks of pleasure into my body. My pants went next as Regina once again claimed my lips, and I felt Saria’s warm teasing soft wet mouth claim my cock.

  Regina slipped her tongue inside my mouth and sent pleasure out of her fingertips as she ran them down my chest, around my waist, and then cupped my ass. The radiating pleasure went through my body from my ass right to my cock, and on top of the incredible feeling of Saria’s sweet full lips around it, and her tongue bathing it, I lost control.

  “Fuck,” I gasped into Regina’s mouth, as I started to pulse my seed between Saria’s lips.

  Saria moaned in approval as I painted the back of her throat, and I could feel her humming enhance my pleasure as she swallowed each pulse. Regina continued to kiss me for a moment and then stepped back.

  I’d managed to undo her dress, and she just pushed it down lightly and it fell around her feet. The little vixen wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing underneath it.

  When I looked down, Saria’s eyes locked onto mine, as she continued to suck and lick me softly. She looked so damned sexy doing it too. She was also naked, her suit of armor once again had morphed and slid right off her body.

  I reached down and caressed her face, and was mesmerized by her beauty. I was already rock hard again, and not even with the aid of Regina’s pleasure magic.

  “Bed,” I stated as I reached for her hand, and helped her up. Not that she needed help.

  What followed was an incredible night of passion and love. I came at least seven times that night with my ladies, the last three were probably all courtesy of Regina’s magical ability to enhance my libido, but I wouldn’t swear to it. I’d never gone more than four rounds before, but I’d never slept with two women before either, two women who were my mates, and who I loved without reservation or question.

  I also didn’t worry about sharing the love, the ladies seemed to be on the same wavelength, and were pleasuring each other as they pleasured me. I also gave them both more orgasms than I could count, seven rounds for me didn’t mean the same for them. There was no jealousy, or worries about who loved who more, the whole idea was ridiculous after that mate bonding spell. We tried out a lot of positions that night. It was wild and decadent at times, and softly loving at others.

  It was very late that night, before we all felt sated.

  As sleep approached, and my body was in a sea of contentment, with Saria and Regina comfortably snuggled into either side of me, I could feel the bond stronger. Without the worries and stress in my mind, and the needs of my body, it was stronger. Like shining from the lakebed of a still lake surface. It was still less than with the spell, but much less occluded without the stormy waters of desire and need.

  “A formality?” I asked in sleepy contentment.

  Saria smirked up at me with her head on my shoulder, and her voice was soft. Not soft with the promise of violence, or lust, but with the joyful love I could clearly see in her eyes.

  “A formality of choice, not results. I didn’t say it wouldn’t be a life altering experience, merely that I’d already chosen you and was yours for life. I had no doubt your inner self would shine for me, you wouldn’t be the man you are if it didn’t.”

  I nodded, and looked between them both, they had their legs entwined with mine, and each other’s.

  “We didn’t talk about the bond, you two are bonded as well?”

  Regina grinned salaciously, “You didn’t seem to mind tonight.”

  I smirked, “No, seeing you two pleasure each other was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen, but I’m curious what it means.”

  Regina said, “It means we’re equal wives, it means we also love each other, and makes things steadier.”

  I frowned, “I get the first two, but the last?”

  Saria said, “There are two types of multiple mate marriages. One where we were both bonded to you and only you. In that scenario we would in essence be in competition to one another. Not jealously, but as far as who was top wife. This way is more balanced, we’ll support each other even as we both support you, and as you love and support us both even as you lead our family.”

  I nodded thoughtfully, and her last comment felt good, but also like a heavy responsibility. Regina had long ago convinced me her ambition was to raise a family and be a supporting obedient wife. That it was her dream because she knew I’d never abuse her or see her as less than a whole woman and person, like other men on this world might, but it was much harder for me to imagine giving direction to my warrior mate.

  I also knew she’d ignore it, if it came to our safety. What had she said, she’d be the protector of the family. I decided not to overthink it, we’d find our way.

  Saria said, “If you allow it, we’d prefer a say in any other woman you may want to bond with? It will help us keep a balance.”

  I frowned, “Of course. I’ll always need both your advice and opinions, if I’m to make wise decisions for our family, and that includes more mates. I’m more than satisfied with you two though, what makes you think I’ll want any more?”

  Regina giggled.

  Saria smiled, “You are a healer, a man who treats women well, and who has spoken out against rape and abuse and demanded that in this city it be stopped. You have a unique and quite powerful magical ability, and word of your deeds and attitudes are already spreading in the city.”

  “Yeah, that makes me sound much better than I am, I’m just a simple man with common decency.”

  Regina choked out a disbelieving laugh, “Common on your world perhaps, decency and respect of women is not common here. Saria’s point is that women will be available to you and obviously so, and it’s only a matter of time before another one catches your eye and it’s mutual. When one does, let us know so we can investigate their suitability.”

  “Suitability?”

  Saria said, “Not worthiness, we won’t be judging by a person’s status, but rather by who they are and if they’d be a good fit with all three of us, or disruptive. Regina and I want to give you a harmonious home, that will be impossible if you bring in someone incompatible, though it be your right to do so.”

  I sighed, wasn’t two enough? I worried, I wasn’t immune to a man’s baser nature, it would be easy to become arrogant and take advantage. I needed to keep a level head, and let my wives guide me in that. It would be easy to say I wouldn’t be seduced so easily, but isn’t that exactly what Regina had done? I fell deeply in love with her and didn’t even see it coming. I was sure the love and deep protectiveness I felt toward both my wives would help keep my head straight as well.

  Regina would be by my side constantly anyway, she’d be my aid, help keep records, and make our suite a home. At least until the kids came. Saria was different that way.

  “Alright. You two are amazing, and I love you very much. Bedtime?”

  Saria kissed my shoulder softly.

  Regina’s hand wandered down my body, and tingles of pleasure entered my lower abdomen where she stopped.

  “I don’t know my love,” she asked archly, “Do you think you have one more in you?”

  Saria laughed, and ground her tight, soft, and supple body against mine.

  Holy shit, they were going to kill me. And I did, have one more in me that night that is, and I brought them both to their and my heights again, before we fell asleep in a sweaty tangle of arms and legs…

  Chapter Four

  “So, do you think you’ll take up Jaren’s offer?”

  The three of us were eating breakfast in our suite. Regina had woken up early and gone to the kitchen to cook the three of us a meal, that woman was going to spoil me whether I liked it or not.

  Saria smiled widely, and shrugged, “It’s up to you.”

  I nodded, “Regina will be assisting me as she has been, and mostly at my side as she takes care of our family from a household perspective. You are the hunter and warrior in the family, so what do you think? I’d like for you to do it simply to have a moderating influence on the council, one that will see with a fair eye, but if you think that will impact your ability to hunt for us or protect us…” I trailed off.

  Saria got up and claimed a warm lingering kiss, and her eyes were full of vulnerable love and deep affection when she broke it. It was like she’d dropped all her inhibitions against her impulses while around me, at least while we weren’t in public. Light elves and public displays of affection didn’t go hand and hand like with their dark cousins. Regardless, I loved that she felt safe and secure enough to let us see her unfettered side.

  “My mate, I am a princess. I’m very aware that politics is just another form of war. I can protect our family with that influence, perhaps even better than I could with a sword, and to make sure we have a strong place to stand in this city and community. I won’t enjoy it though, I’d much rather be tracking and hunting in the forest with nature around me, but I won’t resent it either, and will do it with pride.”

  I smiled, “You should make an effort to keep the council meetings short than, half days? Either way, you’re stuck with it while your people are here, and we can talk about it again once they leave?”

  She nodded and sat back down.

  Regina smirked, “So, I’m your arm candy?”

  I snorted, “No, you’re there to make sure I don’t do anything stupid out of ignorance, and to take care of me as I watch over you. Hopefully, I’ll have a strong grasp of this society’s culture and subtleties by the time we’re having children, because at that point you can’t be by my side at all times. I also can’t help that you’re so damned beautiful, so I guess the answer is yes, you’ll have to suffer and be my arm candy too.”

  She giggled, and then blushed at my plaintive regard.

  “I was just teasing, but it’s still nice to hear.”

  I replied, “I know you were, else you wouldn’t have worn such a stunning dress yesterday and again this morning.”

  She really did look stunning, with a light yellow flowing dress, that while not skin tight still hugged the curves of her torso with opaque materials, with a skirt that flared out at the hips in a loose skirt that reached down to mid-calf. The dress had a second looser and flowing layer of gauzy material that while being see through also subtly hid and hinted at the delicious curves below. Her red hair was half up on the sides, revealing her delicate ears and neck, with flowing wavy curls still going down her back. I wondered where she got it.

  She blushed again, “Okay, maybe I do enjoy being your arm candy, but only because of all the rest of it.”

  Regina was a little vain about appearances and status, but she was also sweet, loving, and devoted, I loved her a lot.

  Saria said, “I’m not wearing dresses.”

  I laughed, “But love, you’d look stunning in blue, or red.”

  She smirked, and knew damned well I was teasing, as well as telling the absolute truth.

  “Maybe, but my living armor makes me stand apart, and reminds people who I truly am. I’d also feel naked without my sword. If you indulge me in this, I’d be pleased to wear some of Regina’s creations for you in private.”

  I practically drooled at the thought of Saria’s fair tight supple body in sexy lingerie. One of Regina’s hobbies was to create her own, she’d done it for all the ladies back at the pleasure house in Malburn. If I recalled correctly, from what I’d seen on all those lovely young ladies, she was quite talented at it.

  “You don’t have to bribe me love, I’d never use my authority for something as petty as dressing you, but… you have a deal.”

  Saria smirked, and it occurred to me that I might be the man of the house, and in charge, but both ladies were playing me like a fiddle. Not that I minded, I was supposed to lead in a direction, not micromanage their lives. That would be stifling, and a foolish mistake. Though, it was fun to micromanage our bedroom games at times.