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    “I’m almost done, so I’ll be out of your hair in a jiffy.”
    Neither replied. Instead they just watched her. She couldn’t see their eyes, so her gaze wandered down bodies which wouldn’t look out of place in any gym. They were both naked to the waist, revealing acres of satiny skin over hard muscles that made her knees wobble.
    “Aren’t you guys cold?” she asked. Not that she was complaining. Despite the fact she often had a camera in her hands, delicious looking men did not feature amongst her models. On a normal day they were of the floral variety, or maybe a nice landscape. Perhaps she should switch to studio or fashion photography…
    The lighter haired one stepped forward into the light. Nat swallowed and tried to stop herself from drooling. He was gorgeous. Tall, blonde haired and blue eyed, his lips curled into the sexiest smile she’d ever seen. Crap, she needed new panties.
    “You’re here.”
    She lifted an eyebrow. Gorgeous. And dumb. Just her luck. Mind you, she didn’t have to have intelligent conversation with him. She could enjoy that wonderful body… Oh, who the hell was she trying to kid? Short and described as prettily plump, there was no way a hottie like this, or his hot companion lurking in the darkness by the door would find her attractive.
    “Yes, I’m sorry.” Another thought occurred to her and her eyes widened. Shit. Perhaps they were members of the family… In which case, was she trespassing? She dropped the camera onto the neck strap, and backed up a step toward the doorway behind her. “I’m very sorry if I’m trespassing. There weren’t any signs…”
    "Don’t need them." A deep, male voice rumbled by her ear, making her jump. The second guy had circled around behind her. "Everyone knows that this is our land. And what we do to trespassers."
    She should be scared. She was alone with two big men she didn't know, cornered in a derelict manor with no hope of help if she needed it. She wasn’t scared. There was something about them. They wouldn’t hurt her. It didn’t matter that there was no one around to hear her scream.
    Depended on her reasons for screaming, the little voice in the back of her head commented. She had to agree with it. There were a few scenarios with these two she could see herself cutting loose like that. Then reality intruded, brought her down to earth. She sighed. Not going to happen.
    He reached out and lifted a loose curl from her shoulder. She froze but not in fear. His expression as he rolled the stands of her hair between his fingers as if it were fine silk or gold thread fascinated her. As did his scent, wrapping her in its coils like a siren's melody. It wasn't the normal cologne scent. Woodsy and wild, it reminded her of the moors after the rain. And sex.
    She frowned. Why would his scent make her think of sex? Oh God, she hadn't had sex for so long she'd turned into a damn nymphomaniac. She leaned away, trying to pull her hair from his grasp without him realizing. His gaze flicked up to hers and she froze. He had amber eyes. The eyes of a wolf.
    Shit. She was on Langdon land… Those old stories couldn’t be true, could they?
    “No,” he chided, wrapping the lock around a strong finger and capturing her. “You’re not going anywhere.”
    A soft breath across the back of her neck made her freeze. The blonde guy was behind her, so close that the heat of his body warmed her back. Caught between two hot men. How many times had this fantasy dominated her dreams? Heat blasted through her body, even though this couldn’t be going where her sex-deprived brain thought it was. No doubt they were about to have her arrested or something.
    The warm lips pressing against the side of her neck made that possibility less than likely.
    “You’re ours.” Blondie rumbled, his voice far lower than it had been. It rasped with a wildness that struck a chord deep inside her. She turned her head. The eyes that had been blue were deep