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her lips, still holding the sheet to her chin. “Do you think one of you could let me get up?”
    “We could,” Ewan said. “But first, we want ye tae see what you’ll be missing if ye dismiss us from your life the way ye intend.” He leaned closer. “We’re going tae give ye an example. We’ll stop well before we do anything we cannae take back, but ye must know how things can be between us before ye go.”
    “Oh, God.” She swallowed around the lump in her throat. Did these two save her from Carl just so they could cart her back to their place and do the same to her in the privacy of their own home? “Please don’t.”
    She held up her hand and Ewan leaned into it. “Dinnae fash yourself, lass. We won’t take ye against your will.”
    “That’s not what it looks like from where I’m at.” She had never been with a man who had chest hair before. The hair on his chest was both soft and coarse. About an inch or so long, it moved as her fingers combed through it while she made a fist and tried to push him away.
    “We only want tae show ye the delights ye can find in our arms. If ye still dinnae want tae be with us when we’re done, we’ll let ye go unharmed.”
    “You could let me go now, unmolested.”
    “Aye.” Ewan nodded. “We could, but we won’t. It’s time ye saw that men can bring ye more pleasure than pain.”
    Reaching up, he cupped her chin and leaned closer. “I’m going tae kiss ye now, lass, and Roddy is going tae press against ye from behind and you’ll soon see that this can be pleasurable. We’ll let ye go in less than ten minutes and then ye can decide whether ye want tae go or tae stay.”
    Ten minutes was nothing in the grand scheme of things, but it was plenty long enough for them to force her to do whatever they wanted. She stared up into Ewan’s silvery gray eyes and thought about how the two of them had come to her rescue in the bar. Would they really do that to her when they had saved her from Carl? They had seemed so angry that he would treat a woman that way. Perhaps she was making more of this than she should.
    Tabitha watched as Ewan leaned closer. His gray gaze blazed into hers. Warm breath brushed her cheek as he pressed his perfect lips against hers. She moaned as Roddy did just as Ewan said he would and pressed against her. His warm chest pressed against her back, his arms encircling her. Large hands cupped her breasts, his fingers plucking and tugging at her nipples.
    Warmth surged through her, settling in her middle before moving lower still to her womb. Cream slid sinuously through her channel, coating her thighs as Ewan continued to devour her mouth with his.
    He pulled back, then returned, pressing his lips against hers again and again until, overcome with need, Tabitha melted against him. Her body grew heavy with need as she relaxed into him, her muscles no longer stiff with worry, but soft and pliant as she yielded to his expertise.
    His hand slid away from her jaw, replacing it with his mouth as he pressed little kisses against her neck, behind her ear.
    Tabitha moaned as he moved his hand lower to cover her mons, his fingers playing in the soft curls between her legs.
    “Open for me, little one.”
    She did as he bid, her mind going into meltdown at the sensations roiling through her. Two mouths drove her closer to the edge. Four hands caressed her body, bringing her ever closer to an orgasm that she knew would be better than any other she had ever had.
    After reading romance novels that her friends told her ruined her for a real man, Tabitha had found two men to rival those she found between the covers of her books—or had they found her?
     

Chapter Four
     
     
    Ewan continued to assault their mate’s senses with his lips and tongue. She squirmed between them, her head tossing back and forth. He lightly bit the crook of her neck, then quickly laved away the sting with his tongue.
    He would crawl between her thighs, throw her legs over his shoulders