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button her shirt, her gaze never leaving Roman’s face. Her fingers wouldn’t work, so she gave up. Garth brushed his fingers underneath her breasts.
    “Don’t ever hide anything from us, baby; we’re your mates. Your ass is still a nice shade of pink from earlier, and I can smell your honey as it lingers in my mouth,” Garth said. He slowly rubbed his thumb over one of her nipples and held one up for Roman.
    Roman closed his mouth over it. He sucked and nibbled. She leaned her head back onto Garth’s chest. Teeth sank into her breast and marked her the same way he’d done to her neck.
    She squirmed, and her pussy quivered with the need to be filled. Her body shook with intense sensation, her knees weakening.
    Roman lifted his head and changed places with Garth who took the other breast and marked it. His fingers closed her shirt.
    Cold chills ran through her body, but heat raced to her core. Juices trickled down her legs. Roman dropped to his knees behind her and spread her thighs, licking the wetness.
    “I can’t! Not again,” she cried.
    But they didn’t listen. Roman pushed three fingers into her pussy and two into her ass. Sierra remembered where she was and froze. She couldn’t believe they were doing this in the living room. “You have to stop. Anyone can walk in here!”
    She leaned her head back against Garth. “What did you mean before?” Sierra sighed.
    “Back at your little hiding place…it wasn’t a dream, Sierra.” Garth’s hands stopped as did Roman’s. Then Garth’s words from before sank in.
    “Oh my God, you mean Jack was real? It wasn’t a dream?” The horror of the reality set in.
    Jack had kidnapped her while she’d been dreaming. Pulling away from the men, she stared at them.
    “How do you know you’re my mates? I didn’t think…well…that two men and one female could be mates. And you shouldn’t have marked me. What if you’re not?” she said and paced back and forth.
    “It wasn’t a dream, little one. He abducted you. Your family knows we need a little time. They won’t come in here.” Roman reached out and pulled her to him.
    “Your smell draws us to you. We want to lick, roll all over you, and rub our scent onto your body, marking it. The aroma of you calls to our leopard forms, demanding we mate. Our mother has two mates. Our fathers told us once we found our mate we would feel just like they did. My mother’s blood, sweat, and honey drove them crazy. Mother said they acted like cats do to catnip. Marking her with their scent, rubbing it in so everyone would know she was theirs.” He cupped her cheek. “We just laughed. We didn’t believe them. Looks like we’re the fools, because believe me, we’ll put our seed everywhere. In every hole and on every inch of your skin,” Garth mumbled behind her.
    Roman leaned over, capturing her mouth, his tongue pushing against hers.
    The sound of footsteps startled her, and she jerked her head back, seeing her younger brother.
    He yelled, “Oh gross! Dad, they’re touching Sierra.”
    Grins covered her mates’ faces.
    “Shut up, brat!” She glared at her brother.
    Both of her men laughed.
    “This is not funny! You don’t know what my dad is like. He almost ate my first boyfriend,” she snapped.
    “I heard that, and that boy was a jerk. He was two years older than you were and only wanted to cop a feel. Like I would allow that,” her father said, strolling into the room. His eyes twinkled with mirth.
    Grabbing her jeans, she pulled them on and pushed Garth and Roman out of the way.
    Embarrassed, she stomped into the kitchen and ignored her father. His laughter joined that of her mates.
    “Mom, you have to tell Dad to stop telling those stories. And keep Jason out of my business!”
    “Calm down. Your father had a nice chat with those two. He believes them, so don’t worry about it. You know Jason is being protective. He’s scared. Last night he woke up with nightmares and has been worried about you ever