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to one of the long couches.
    “As much as you can tell me in the next four and a half minutes.”
    Dawson joined them, sitting on the opposite side from his brother. He took her hand while Cole reached up and threaded his fingers through her hair. She visibly shivered when he brushed the backs of his fingers up and down her neck.
    “Sullivans are Irish wolfhound shape shifters. Our ancestors immigrated to the United States and settled in a hidden valley in the Smoky Mountains well before the country declared its independence. We still live in that same valley more than 250 years later,” Cole started.
    “For as long as family history has been recorded, our line only births male babies and always has two at a time,” Dawson continued. “When we find and claim our mate, Sullivan men share their mate.”
    “Share their mate? I bet Spring flipped out at that,” Summer said with a grin. “Winter probably accepted immediately and is planning to write a book about it. But at the airport and again in the hallway with those men, you said I was your mate. Does that mean…?”
    She looked from one to the other to see them both nodding. Their expressions were guarded and solemn, and she could feel the tension radiating from them.
    “We thought it could be possible the moment we saw some of the pictures Spring had of you,” Dawson said. “I don’t know about Cole, but just looking at your picture turned me on so much I had to take a good long run to ease the need to find you and claim you.”
    Summer turned to Cole in time to see him nodding. “It was the same for me. Spring probably thinks I don’t like her because I can't step into their house without standing in front of a picture of you and staring while getting hard. If I spent too much time there I’d have to excuse myself to go jack off with the memory of your picture in my head.” He leaned in to rub his cheek against hers.
    Then Dawson did the same. “I can’t wait to get you naked and taste the sweet cream I can smell already pouring from your pussy,” he said softly.
    “Mmmm.” Cole moved even closer and pushed her hair back. He licked around her ear from top to bottom, then took her earlobe between his lips and suckled. He placed her hand palm-down over the fly of his jeans. “I can’t wait to slide my cock through your cream and fuck you until we’re both too weak to do anything but sleep before starting all over again.”
    Summer moaned as her body reacted to the mental images their words created. Without thinking of what she was doing, her other hand moved to Cole’s lap, finding an equally impressive erection in his pants. Her eyes closed as her arousal built.
    “But I’ve never been able to satisfy one man. How am I supposed keep both of you happy?”
    The men looked startled at her blunt admission.
    “Why do you think you can’t please us?” Cole asked gently.
    Summer blinked back sudden tears. “My last boyfriend told me that he was tired of fighting my need for control. I only come once, and then I’m done.”
    When she tried to move her hand from his cock, Cole put his free hand over hers and held it against him. His other hand ran from her knees up to within an inch of her silk covered mound. When she lifted her hips from the couch, he chuckled. “I don’t think you’ll have that problem with us.”
    When his fingers traced over the silk of her thong, she sighed. “How long?” She forced her mouth to form the words though she really wanted to just give in and let them do whatever they wanted to her.
    “How long what?”
    “How long are you going to want me? Is this a one-night thing? Or just until I go back to work?”
    The brothers froze then pulled away until the only thing connecting them was her hand on their cloth-covered cocks. She forced herself to open her eyes and look from one to the other. Their almost angry expressions had her yanking her hands from their laps to fold them together in her own. “What?”
    “If we