A Bond of Three

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series by
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ELLS

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(with Parker Williams)

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“KC Wells does a great job pulling the reader into the story, and skillfully creates fully dimensional primary characters that you can't help but care about.”

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Damian’s Discipline
(with Parker Williams)

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Damian’s Discipline
is definitely not your average BDSM book. The authors know how to write characters that have depth and personality while still making the story flow easily.”

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By
K.C. WELLS

A Bond of Three

Love Lessons Learned

Waiting For You

C
OLLARS
& C
UFFS

An Unlocked Heart

Trusting Thomas

With Parker Williams:
Someone to Keep Me

A Dance with Domination

With Parker Williams:
Damian’s Discipline

L
EARNING
TO
L
OVE

Michael & Sean

Evan & Daniel

Josh & Chris

Final Exam

Published by
DREAMSPINNER
PRESS

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Copyright

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of author imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

A Bond of Three

© 2015 K.C. Wells.

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© 2015 Alexander Tsopanakis.

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ISBN: 978-1-63216-682-1

Digital ISBN: 978-1-63216-683-8

Library of Congress Control Number: 2014952124

First Edition January 2015

Printed in the United States of America

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ANSI/NISO Z39.48-1992 (Permanence of Paper).

Acknowledgments

A huge thank you to my wonderful betas—Tina, Lara, Mardee, Wulf, Dylan, and Jay—and a very special thank you to Will, for reading it.

Chapter 1

F
EYAR
STOOD
naked by the window, looking down at the quiet courtyard below. The evening sun was low in a sky ablaze with red and gold. The fading sunlight glinted on the breastplates of the royal warriors who guarded the palace. Not that there was need of them. Teruna had been a peaceful kingdom for many years, and the warriors were there mainly because tradition dictated it so.

Unless the rumors are true
, Feyar thought, his brow creased. For months now there had been talk in the royal city of unrest brewing in the kingdom of Kandor, many days’ ride from Teruna’s capital. A new king had ascended the throne, and Teruna’s people murmured that old grudges long thought forgotten had resurfaced.

Feyar sighed heavily. Such rumors were not good. It was well-known among Teruna’s inhabitants that King Feolin was growing weaker. Rumblings of a threat to their peaceful land could only serve to trouble the king’s mind. And despite his present situation, Feyar wished his monarch no ill.

How could I wish ill upon the father of the man I love, my
terushan
?

“Come back to bed, my
corishan
.” Tanish’s voice was heavy with sleep.

Feyar turned to gaze at the young man who lay on his back beneath a single silken sheet. The smooth fabric clung to his lean form, revealing every line and curve, including the beginnings of an erection.

Feyar smiled to himself.
When is he
without
one?
It had been so since that day seven years ago, when the young prince had walked into the
Seruanal
for the first time. All those present had lowered their gaze, as was the law, but Feyar had peeked at the sixteen-year-old prince who seemed devoid of nerves. And Prince Tanish had caught him.

Their eyes had met for the briefest of moments, enough to have Feyar’s cock fill at the sight of that short brown hair, brown eyes, and lean body, already toned. The prince’s smooth chest was bare. He’d worn a bronze-colored robe, open to the waist, which had done little to hide the prince’s similar state. And in that moment, Feyar knew what no other in the palace had known: the royal prince liked men.

Upon hearing of his imminent visit, the women had been preening and primping for hours, all anxious to gain favor in his eyes. Feyar had to work hard to suppress his chuckle when he realized their preparations had been in vain.

“Of course, if you do not
wish
to have me before we sleep, that is your choice.”

Feyar shook himself mentally and looked across to the bed once more. Tanish was sitting up, the sheet pooled around his hips, his hand lazily stroking the increasingly rigid length between his legs. He was grinning, all hint of drowsiness gone.

Feyar gave a low growl and dove onto the bed, dragging the sheet away from Tanish’s body until his lover was nude, his chest rising and falling as his breathing became ragged, pupils wide with desire. “Oh, I shall have you.” Feyar pushed him back onto the bed and covered Tanish’s body with his own.

Tanish gazed up at him, lips parted, eyes shining in the candlelight. “Yes,” he whispered. He stroked Feyar’s soft beard. “Come love me, my
terushan
.”