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see them. I don’t want anyone to think I’m not
taken, when I’m so very much claimed by all of you.”
    Dylan sat up and cupped her face. He kissed
her hungrily, as if the few moments since he’d come inside her had
been too long. “Give me your hand, love.”
    She purred, reaching for him. “My
pleasure.”
    Chase sat up, kissing her nipple and flicking
her clit. “It’ll be all of our pleasure.”
    “Again. And again,” she whispered against
Dylan’s lips. Hunter lifted her over his cock that had hardened as
soon as she’d pressed herself against it. As she lowered onto him,
Chase kissed her neck and growled, and she felt his fangs press
lightly against her.
    “Yes, fuck yes,” she moaned as her pussy
clutched at Hunter’s cock and her clit throbbed under Chase’s
touch.
    “Mine,” Chase snarled just moments before he
sank his fangs into her neck.
    Her cat roared in happiness, and she closed
her eyes and reveled in their attentions as next Dylan marked her,
and finally Hunter. She’d only ever imagined having one mate. With
three of them, she was certain she would melt from the inside out.
But what a way to go.
     

 
    Chapter 7
     
    Chase woke up holding Cris’s hand. She’d
fallen asleep splayed over top of Hunter like he was a pillow top
mattress, but in the last bit of wakefulness, he remembered her
clearly searching for his hand and squeezing it. Sunlight streamed
through a gap in the curtain and lit up her back with golden
sunlight. Add in the rumpled sheets and three naked guys, and she
looked like an angel who had fallen very far from heaven. Which was
good for them.
    Making love to Cris the night before had been
incredible. He’d wondered if he would find it strange to share her
with his cousins, but it hadn’t been at all. They’d seemed to
instinctively know how to share her without really needing to
communicate. He smiled. He’d already thought of Dylan and Hunter as
his family, but adding Cris had made things more permanent to him.
She was the one they’d been missing. No other woman would have fit
in so perfectly except the one woman made for them.
    After slipping out of bed, he drew on his
jeans and left everyone to sleep so he could rustle up breakfast.
The apartment was tiny, just barely big enough for two people. In
the small, but well-organized kitchen, he found coffee and filters
and got a pot going, and he looked in the fridge for breakfast.
    “I was going to cook,” Dylan said, joining
him in the kitchen.
    He looked over the fridge door. “I know you
don’t like cooking when you’re not at work. I don’t mind.”
    “Together?” Dylan offered, and Chase
nodded.
    By the time the eggs, home fries, sausage
patties, and toast were done, Hunter and Cris had joined them in
the kitchen. Cris was wearing a fluffy robe and Hunter, like Chase
and Dylan, had donned only jeans. Hunter sat down in one of the two
chairs and pulled her into his lap.
    Dylan found an extra chair in the laundry
room and brought it to the table, and Chase filled Cris’s plate.
She watched him with a bemused smile.
    “What?” he asked, deciding to give her three
scoops of eggs instead of two.
    “You’re just not what I expected.”
    Hunter nuzzled under her ear. “What did you
expect?”
    “The males in my group are the ones who
expect to be waited on.”
    Dylan reached out and took her hand. “We’re
not just trying to impress you. Well, I mean we are,” he said and
laughed, “but it’s in our nature to want to take care of you. I
guess that’s one way that mountain lions and lions differ.”
    She lifted her egg-laden fork to her mouth.
After making a pleased humming sound, she said, “You don’t have to
impress me, but I really appreciate the effort. It’s been a while
since anyone’s cared about me like this.”
    Hunter nuzzled her neck. “You have three
males now who care about your happiness more than everything
else.”
    “Just so long as you know that the caring
goes both ways.