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was already subject to and she was only
thirty-three.
    She barely noticed when the two grew
silent. They just lay on their separate rocks, the sun beating down
on their perfect bodies as their fishing lines went
forgotten.
    Pearl noticed one of the poles bobbing,
but didn’t pay attention to it until the rod jerked. She wanted to
say something, but covered her mouth before she gave her position
away.
    The one she suspected was Jarrod,
jumped up and made a lunge for his pole before something gave it a
yank and jerked it from his grasp.
    “ Son of a bitch!” He dove
into the water after it.
    It was funny that he thought he could
catch it. It wasn’t a minute later that his friend did the same
thing. After a moment, they both surfaced, their eyes flashing
angrily. “So much for having fresh fish for dinner, Jerry,” the man
who was obviously Duncan said as he surfaced and brushed his hair
away from his face.
    Jarrod wiped the water from his
perpetual five-day beard and shook his head. “How was I supposed to
know something would bite the hooks at the same time and take off
with our rods?”
    “ I suspect our lines were
tangled and only one culprit is guilty of taking off with our gear,
but what the hell will we do for dinner now? I had a hankering for
fish.”
    “ Well,” Pearl said as she
stepped from around the bush she’d been hiding behind.” “You could
always borrow mine. I only have the one, but we could make do.” She
didn’t know what gave her the courage to step out from behind that
bush. For all she knew, they could still be part of the Tudra. If they were, they
could force themselves on her. They could take her captive and have
their wicked way with her.
    Cream coated her thighs at
the thought and she frowned. What had come over her that she was
turned on by thinking of these men taking her? It’s because you’ve been half in love with them for the past
sixteen years, Pearl. Geeze. Grow up and take what you want for a
change. Some inner hussy that saw the two
men she’d been lusting after for the better part of the last two
decades stood up and said, you can’t rape
the willing.
    Pearl took a deep breath, pasted a
smile on her face and hoped her inner self wasn’t serious. No girl
wanted a man to force her to do anything, but with these men, she
wasn’t so sure.
    Her heart slammed in her chest when the
two men turned her way. She could see them scenting the air as
though trying to smell her, but the wind came from behind them, so
Pearl knew they couldn’t scent much.
    Still, it wouldn’t help her.
As shifters, they could run a lot faster than she could. Besides, that was the least
of her worries. Pearl stood looking at the two men she’d been half
in love with since she was sixteen and hoped they’d want to chase her if she
ran.

Chapter Four
     
     
    Jarrod stared at the goddess that stood
before them. Her one piece suit drew up on the hips, making her
legs look like they were a mile long. Her full breasts and curvy
body made his mouth go dry while making his cock harden.
    Shifters weren’t stupid like
human males. They wanted a woman with meat on her bones. A thin slip of a
woman was weak and they would fear breaking her. Not so, with a
bigger girl. A bigger girl could handle a rougher ride—and Jarrod
had always liked it a little rough.
    His eyes narrowed on her familiar face
and he fought the urge to reach down and feel his cock to be
certain she had elicited such a response. It had been too long
since any woman stirred his body as easily as this one
did.
    “ That’s kind of you.” He
pulled himself out of the water, aware that the sunlight glistened
on his chest and shoulders as they worked to pull him out of the
water. He sat on the large rock he’d claimed earlier, Indian style,
to cover the fact that his hard-on was practically dwarfing the
banana hammock that the general store called a bathing
suit.
    He looked out over the lake and his
stomach picked just that time to grumble.