Dylan and Ryan are cheetah shapeshifter twins. They never expected to be the first of their siblings to find their mate. So they weren’t looking when they scented her at their local pub, but they knew instantly that Lacey was destined to be theirs. Unfortunately, she’s a reporter chasing the story behind a mysterious rescue of a young boy by ‘big spotty cats’.
Lacey is a debut journalist working her first big story. Getting to the bottom of this ‘wild cats in the Grampians’ story could be the big break she’s been waiting for. The story leads her to a set of gorgeous twins that make her heart race. Their electric chemistry pulls her in, and by the time she learns they're shapeshifters and the cats responsible for the rescue, she’s torn on how to report it.
But her story isn’t the only thing she has to worry about. Lacey’s ex isn’t ready to let her go, and when he sees her with her new men, he takes drastic measures to get her back.
Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal sex, double penetration
“Ry, what’s wrong with her? Why’s she laughing like a maniac?”
Ryan frowned as he watched Lacey. Her face had paled as she’d continued to laugh in a slightly hysterical manner.
“I don’t think she believes us.”
“She must feel the connection between us. Maybe we should kiss her?”
Ryan frowned as he considered his twin’s suggestion. Why not? It couldn’t do any harm, and her meltdown was breaking his heart. Ryan never wanted to see his mate like this ever again.
“Okay, c’mon then. I hate seeing her this upset.”
“Only a woman would manage to laugh and cry at the same time...”
Ignoring Dylan’s last remark, Ryan moved to approach her from the right, while Dylan moved in from the left. As gently as he could, Ryan cupped her face in his palms. She made an adorable squeaking sound in surprise as her eyes flew open. They were a little unfocused, and her breathing was heavy as she finally stopped laughing. Using his thumbs, he wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“We’re speaking the truth, Lacey. Please believe us.”
He tilted her head up to him as he lowered his lips toward hers. Relief washed through him when she didn’t pull from his grip as he got close enough to see the flecks of green in her hazel irises. His gaze roamed over her face, taking in her high cheekbones and perfectly sculpted eyebrows. She had a light layer of makeup on her skin, and when he was this close he could see a few freckles beneath it. He heard the hitch in her breath over the sound of his blood pounding in his ears a moment before his mouth finally connected with hers.
Ryan groaned as sparks of awareness tingled across every inch of his flesh. If there had been any doubt she was his, it just evaporated. His cheetah wanted to purr in delight. Lacey opened her mouth beneath his on a moan, and he took the invitation and danced his tongue with hers.
He actually did purr when he felt her hands smooth up the front of his shirt until she wound her arms around his neck. When her fingers dove into his hair, Ryan got serious and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He could do this forever. He’d never get enough of Lacey’s sweet taste.
Ryan felt Dylan move up against Lacey’s back and unfortunately wasn’t surprised when she tensed as her large, soft breasts pressed into him by his twin’s weight. On a shocked gasp she tore free from his mouth and moved her hands back to his chest where she shoved him. Hard.
“What the hell are you two doing to me? I can’t … I can’t do this.”
An ache started in Ryan’s chest, and with a grimace he stepped away from his mate, her flushed red face making him feel like a bastard.
“I was trying to help you. We don’t like seeing you upset, beautiful.”
“What? So you thought you could kiss it better? Like I’m a five year old with a skinned knee?”
Ryan winced at her rather apt description, but before he could speak, Dylan jumped in.
“Hell yeah, we thought we’d kiss it better. It’s got nothing to do with how old you are, and I didn’t get my turn. Ryan, we need to remember she needs a kiss from both of us in the future, or it doesn’t work right. She’s still upset.”
With a sigh, Ryan watched Lacey narrow her eyes at his twin. Dylan’s humor took some getting used to, and clearly, now was not the time to start getting Lacey accustomed to it.
“Dylan, cut the jokes. Now is not the time.”
“Who’s joking? I didn’t get a kiss. You got one. Totally unfair.”
Lacey was rubbing her face in her hands now as she made a whining noise.
“I can’t date two men at once! It’s insane. And I’m not mating anyone. So you both can get over that idea right now.”
“Oh, baby, we’re gonna love proving you wrong.”