relaxed his body. This was his gift, and he felt completely in his element. Her eyes shot open and she gasped looking at him widely. Then she screamed knocking his hand out of the way and scrambled to the corner of the couch shaking in fear.
“Who the hell are you?”
Dix stood up from the ground and backed away from her. He held out his hands to show that he wasn’t going to hurt her. He lifted a foot to step closer but the look on her face warned him away.
He froze. “It’s okay we aren’t going to hurt you.” He hoped his voice would calm her down. She should feel a connection, even if she didn’t know what it meant.
3
Dara’s eyes rounded and shifted from one man to the other. Both of them were huge and she had no fucking idea who they were, but they expected her not to be afraid.
Yeah right.
She took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes daring them to make a move. Her mouth hung open ready to scream bloody murder if they so much as laid a hand on her and her voice packed a punch. Neither of them moved.
Smart men.
“We won’t hurt you,” one said.
His voice washed over her, instantly calming her. She closed her mouth and licked her lips. A growl echoed in the room and she looked at the other man. Heat flared in his eyes and she shivered.
“What the hell is going on?”
The man with one gray and one golden eye took a step in her direction but not too close. “May we sit?”
She shook her head. “No.”
The other man laughed and she narrowed her eyes further. He stopped laughing, but the smile didn’t leave his face. “You’re perfect.”
Dara’s eyes widened by the adoration in his voice and she sunk back further into the couch. “Who are you?” There was something familiar about them, but she couldn’t put her finger on what it was.
The one with multicolored eyes smiled and bowed. He really freakin’ bowed.
“I’m Eden, and that’s Dix, and you are?”
“Dara.”
Eden nodded as if he already knew and asking was only a courtesy, and his eyes shined with something—excitement? She wasn’t sure, but she couldn’t look away from him. His eyes, though strange, were beautiful. Something about him was so calming that all rational thought left her. The more she stared, the more she fell into his gaze. Tilting her head to one side she said, “You’ve been following me.” It was a statement. Somehow she knew these two were the ones following her.
“Yes,” the other man, Dix said. “We’ve been watching over you, waiting for the right time to”—he glanced around the room before bringing his heated gaze back to her— “introduce ourselves.”
“Stalking me you mean?”
Again Dix chuckled as if she was the funniest person in the world, but she didn’t find any of this funny. She didn’t find his husky chuckle funny either. No, instead her nipples hardened and she mentally cursed herself. How the hell did they manage to turn her on? They were strangers for hell’s sake.
And just like that, it was as if they could tell she was aroused because both of their eyes intensified, and she saw them sniff the air. Yes, they tipped their heads back and their nostrils flared as they took in a deep breath before two sets of eyes narrowed in on her. She gasped when they closed in on her, but she didn’t actually fear them. She wanted them, both of them, and deep inside she yearned for their touch. She wanted them to take the ache away. It was all too familiar, as if her dreams were coming to life.
“Oh no, this isn’t happening.” It was just like the dreams. The ones she’d been having for the past month. They were the most erotic dreams she’d ever had. So much so she’d wake up drenched in sweat and panting in need. Her body was feverish each and every time. Other than that and the earth shattering pains, which were noticeably absent, those were the only symptoms she suffered from.
Both men dropped to their knees kneeling before her. Dix’s hands