Scarlett Rose and the Seven Longhorns 2

Leo’s Crown

Scarlett Rose has just had the night of her life--seven sexy cowboy brothers rescued her from danger after she is pushed off a cliff's edge by someone she trusted. Problem is, Scarlett has developed amnesia from the trauma and can’t remember anything about the accident, including the mystery villain. And before she’s even gotten a chance to recover, she finds out her new lovers are Texas longhorn shape-shifters claiming to be her destined mates!

Now the twins and triplets must go off for a weekend, leaving her with the two oldest Lenox brothers, Leo and Byron. Leo is in charge of the Lenox family, and now, for the weekend, he’s in charge of Scarlett. She’s thrilled to learn a few lessons from the alpha, as together they explore another layer of Scarlett’s newfound sexuality.

Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Shape-shifter, Western/Cowboys
Length: 24,213 words

LEO’S CROWN

Scarlett Rose and the Seven Longhorns 2

Lola Newmar

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LEO’S CROWN

Scarlett Rose and the Seven Longhorns 2

LOLA NEWMAR

Copyright © 2011

Chapter 1

Scarlett allowed the warm streams of tears to run down her face as she wrapped her arms around both men’s necks. Devlin and Denzel, the Lenox twins, had to bend their six-two frames significantly in order to allow Scarlett to embrace them both. She felt the identical, dark-haired men nuzzle her neck tenderly as they gripped her hair tightly in their fists. The rasp of the stubble against her sensitive flesh sent a shiver down her spine. The only sound in the room was the sound of their saddened groans mingled with those of Scarlett’s sobs.

“I’m going to miss you so damn much, darlin’,” Devlin mumbled against her skin. “I don’t know what’s gotten into me. It’s like someone cut off my arms and legs after they ripped my heart out. I feel like I’m just a piece of a person now.”

Devlin suddenly but gently pushed away from her before turning his head so she couldn’t see his face. “Oh, Devlin.” She tried to cajole the large cowboy, but he chose to hide the obvious pain in his eyes. Before she could utter another word, he headed outside to the pickup truck, slamming the front door so hard behind him, she flinched from the sharp sound. Devlin seemed uncomfortable when he felt out of control, whether it was from any pain she felt or any pain he felt.

Just yesterday, she’d been rescued by her longhorn-shifter cowboy mates after she awoke at the bottom of a cliff near their ranch. Apparently, she’d been pushed by someone but couldn’t put a face on who it was. Leo, the doctor of the group and eldest Lenox, said she was suffering from retrograde amnesia caused by the traumatic experience and fall. He’d said she’d slowly begin to remember events, but the faces associated with them may take a little more time and effort.

She turned her attention back to the five remaining men standing next to the front door, and her heart ached even more when her gaze stopped on the remaining twin, Denzel. He was such a bashful young man at thirty-two, but despite the blush that had formed on his face as he tried to reign in his obviously building emotions, he looked her straight in the eye and cupped a big, rough hand around her face.

“My heart will refuse to beat until I’m back in your arms.”

He dropped to his knees and wrapped his thick arms around her legs, burying his face between the apex of her thighs through the extra-long Western shirt she wore as a gown. She could feel him ever-so-gently tug at her labia with his teeth through the thin material. She knew it was a shifter habit of sniffing his mate’s essence before a time away, be it long or short. It was an extremely tender gesture a shifter could make toward his mate, and a submissive man like Denzel had absolutely no problem doing it in front of his band of brothers.

Scarlett bent down at her waist and draped her arms around his head, rubbing it gently as he held her close. She gazed into his bright jade eyes, and she could see the skin surrounding his eyes had turned red from the restraint of holding back his tears. He might have been a submissive, the “nice twin,” but he was still a cowboy, and Scarlett knew how important it was for the Lenox longhorns to maintain their tough-guy persona.

He gently grabbed her hand, kissed it, then lovingly rubbed it against his cheek as he leaned into it. He again stood to his feet, towering over her small frame, then grabbed her to give her a hot, passion-filled kiss that left her pussy weeping along with her eyes. He broke the kiss much too early then turned away from her.

Scarlett could feel her bottom lip tremble as she watched Denzel grab his luggage and walk out the door to join his twin in the pickup truck. She was being a total baby, she knew that. She knew she should be happy with their trip. They’d planned to resign from the rodeo in Houston then pick up new livestock, two horses and two cows. They’d said they were temporarily leaving the rodeo to spend more time with her, to protect her. She couldn’t understand why she was so sad, though.

Just as she lowered her head into her hands to sob her heart out, the triplets all gathered around her. Rhett held her from behind, and the horny little rascal pressed his typical, rock-hard erection against her backside. She doubted the blond man could ever go an hour without doing or saying something inappropriate, but her body loved that about him. She decided to ignore the way her throbbing pussy responded from the heat of Rhett’s hard cock. Instead, she allowed Sonny to come over and cradle her head into his broad, muscled chest.

“Shh,” Sonny whispered over her sobs. She could smell the fresh scent of his shampoo, and it provided a little comfort to the situation. “Just think, it will only be one night, kind of like Christmas, and then we’ll be here to give you all sorts of gifts from the Houston Galleria. How ‘bout that, darlin’? We still need to get you those tall white Western boots you’ve been begging for since the horse ride late last night.” Any time Sonny noticed she was upset over something, he was right there to point out the positive. Anything to make her smile, he’d say.

Levi, the last triplet, brushed her hair from her face to look into her eyes. “Yeah, baby, you remember how much fun that was, don’t you?”

She felt Rhett press his hard-on firmly against her ass as he groaned, and she knew he was remembering the horse ride as well as she was. She smiled as she thought about how the triplets had waked her up in the middle of the night after a long evening of dancing and drinking. Rhett had carried her to one of the mares while Levi and Sonny prepared the horses. She had ridden with Rhett, sitting in front of him while he finger-fucked her during the ride. While they had trotted around the vast ranch, the triplets had taken turns jumping from horse to horse as they rode side by side so that they’d each get their chance to play with her cunt using their masterful hands.

Scarlett took a deep breath and quickly ran her fingers through her brunette bob hairstyle. She made an effort to compose herself. She felt pained having her mates away from her, even if it was for a mere day and night. But she still wanted to come across as calm and collected. She didn’t want her men to think she wasn’t a strong woman.

She weakly managed to form a smile. “Don’t forget those boots, cowboys.”

* * * *

Once everyone had said their good-byes, Leo watched as Scarlett rested her forehead against the door frame after the last triplet had gone through. His insides twisted as he watched her shoulders tremble from her low, mournful cries.

This small woman was much more than just an average shifter mate. After she’d mated with all seven of them, they found out that their combined cum not only conjured memories, but also had developed the crescent-moon-shaped raised marking of a strawberry girl. Even better, hers ended up on her tongue. Being a strawberry girl made her very valuable, for she was the only mate of the current generation in the entire world who was able to produce human offspring. So now, not only were the men protecting her from her attempted murderer, they had to protect her from other jealous shifters who may be upset that they didn’t have a strawberry girl of their own.

Leo walked over and leaned down to be able to wrap his arms around her waist. The moment he touched her, Scarlett whipped her little body around and buried her head in his chest. Looking down at her, he smiled at the vision, tears and all. The borrowed shirt she wore swallowed her up. Since the day before, she’d been their barefoot, adorable little mate. She was just a shrimp compared to their six-foot-forever muscular frames.

“Shh, baby girl.” He didn’t know much about young women her age or how to behave at the sight of feminine tears. All he could do was hold her close and curse the rude erection poking at her belly from having his mate at such close proximity. He knew he was no small guy, so he figured she was just ignoring it when she didn’t point it out.

“Does it get any easier?” She panted the words through her sobs.

He squeezed her delicate shoulders tighter with his left arm, his hand gripping her as he responded. “I wish I could say it does, baby girl. But according to the shifter makeup, mates feel this pain when they’re separated. Although, since you’re human, the pain you are feeling has no way to compare to what the twins and triplets feel.” He had to be honest, but he still hated the way her sobs grew a little louder at his words. “Let me take care of you today. I’ll make you whatever you want for lunch, baby. How ‘bout that?”

He heard her take in a few more harsh gasps for breath before she released one long-drawn-out one, as if attempting to calm herself down, then nodded her head. When she looked back up at him, his heart about melted. Her cheeks had tears streaming down them, and her eyes were begging for comfort. A knife twisting in his gut wouldn’t have been as torturous as seeing her in such desperate pain. “Could you make me a grilled cheese?”

She sounded so damn cute, so innocent. Leo smiled as he brushed a lock of hair behind Scarlett’s ear. “Grilled cheese? That’s what you want?”

She nodded. “I just have a certain craving for it.” She looked away, her face suddenly full of thought. “Maybe someone, maybe my mother, used to make it for me, but right now it just seems like it would be really comforting. Grilled cheese and tomato soup.”

She still didn’t remember much before the accident. She was wearing fashionable career attire when they had discovered her, the only clue that had been provided at that time. She didn’t remember any of her close relationships as of yet, but she had known she was a virgin. All that had changed last night when Leo deflowered her and his other six longhorn brothers introduced her to a plethora of other sexual carnalities.

Leo knelt down and softly kissed his little, sad mate on her cherry-red lips. “Anything for my baby girl,” he whispered against her mouth. His heart leapt when he felt the smile form across her lips.

Chapter 2

“Come in,” Charlie Rose called out after the soft knock at the half-open study door interrupted his Skype conference call. He conjured the lanky, dark-haired man entering with a wave of his hand. Charlie then turned back to the laptop screen to continue to speak to the account manager of his public relations firm.

“Well, you’ll have to excuse me, Mr. Finez,” he spoke to his computer screen. “My nurse, Todd Leach, has arrived, and it seems I am due for another home visit.”

“No problem, Mr. Rose. Like we discussed earlier, I’ll have those signed documents faxed to you by the end of the day. Once you approve, we can get started right away on Lil’ Payne’s public relations campaign. He should be getting out of prison in three days, and then his new album is hitting the shelves two days later, so we need to move fast while his name is still in the headlines. Talk about great timing to get arrested a fifteenth time for marijuana possession.”

Charlie chuckled and nodded his head at his employee through their webcam. “Sounds good. Keep me posted on your progress. It shouldn’t be too complicated. You know how the young folks are these days—the more arrests the better in the rap music business.”

Mr. Finez gave a final nod. “Yes, sir. Enjoy the rest of the day.”

With that, Charlie shut his laptop and turned his attention back to Todd. “Thank you for your patience, Todd. Working from home has been a lot tougher than I had thought.”

Todd smiled at him before waving his hand dismissively. “It takes some getting used to, I could imagine. You are a very dedicated, busy CEO, sir. A workaholic, if I say so myself. It must be tough to not feel as in control as you’re used to feeling.”

“Yes, Todd, it is. But it seems I cannot be in control forever.” Charlie lowered his gaze, studying the dark age spots on his old hands. He’d put those hands through a lot of work since his first job as a ten-year-old shoemaker. He’d worked at his mother’s side in the factory while his father had been at war. Just the image of her bright red lips smiling down on him, her hair piled neatly in a bandana as she worked fifteen-hour days, brought a smile to his thinning lips. His Scarlett took after her grandmother in that way—as ravishing as an old Hollywood starlet and as hardworking as a honeybee.

He and his mother never heard of his father’s whereabouts after the war, whether he was alive or dead. She’d soon remarried, and Charlie had saved enough money over the years to move out on his own at sixteen. His ambition had earned him an internship at an advertising agency, and he later opened his own public relations firm in Dallas at the tender age of twenty-five. It had been a long road, but his hard work had blessed him with great success. More importantly, he was able to give his daughter the finer things in life. Scarlett deserved nothing less.

Todd walked over and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Charlie.” Todd’s voice had him looking up into the young man’s friendly brown eyes. Although Todd was almost thirty, he barely looked older than a teenager. “You’re a good man. You’ve done a lot for a lot of people’s careers, and you’ve built an empire from nothing. Not to mention you were suddenly left alone with the responsibility of raising a preteen girl as a maturing man.” Charlie felt his heart tighten at the brief mention of Scarlett’s late mother, taken from them much too soon. “But, Mr. Finez…well…I don’t know.” Todd’s lips pursed, and Charlie could tell he was struggling to form the words he needed to express.

Charlie patted the young man’s hand encouragingly. “Go on, Todd. What is your concern?”

“It’s no secret around Dallas that Scarlett is the one who will be inheriting the company, which makes her one of Dallas’s most eligible bachelorettes. I’ve seen the way Mr. Finez looks at her, Mr. Rose.” Todd hesitated then let out a deep sigh. “I just want you to be careful is all. Especially Scarlett. You both mean a lot to me, Mr. Rose.”

Charlie smiled up at the man he’d come to be very close to over the last several months as he again patted the hand placed on his shoulder. Initially, he had felt a little odd at the thought of having a gay male nurse take care of him after his stroke seven months ago, but he’d gotten to know Todd very well, and he was a good, caring boy who loved his job.

“That means a lot to me, Todd. I appreciate your friendship. You know that. And true friendship is a rare thing when you’re on top of the Dallas society.”

Todd smiled sweetly then gave a joyful clap of his hands. “So,” continued Todd as he reached in his fanny pack and began to pull out Charlie’s medication for the day, “I heard Mrs. Sokolova got in town today. I’m sure she was quite excited to see Alisa. Mothers always love planning their daughter’s weddings.”

Charlie grimaced at the soreness that drowned his body as he slowly eased up out of his desk chair. As usual, Todd was immediately by his side to help him into his wheelchair.

“Yes, Dasha is a lovely woman. We are all very excited about the wedding next week. Alisa is the sunshine of my life, and although the fifty-year age difference is alarming to many, I’m just much too old to care what others think. I think we all get that way at a certain point in our lives. I am now just looking forward to spending my last moments with her.”

Alisa was only a few years older than his own daughter, Scarlett, but the night he’d met her at the airport after finding her though a mail order agency, he felt as though God had sent him his own Russian angel. Although she was a sassy, demanding girl, her accent made her that much more adorable when she pouted and insisted on yet another designer dress or sports car. She made him happy with her Striptease Saturdays to ease the stress of his week. And just to start his week off right, there was Masturbation Mondays where she’d dress in the latest lingerie he’d bought her from Agent Provocateur then pleasure herself in front of him until she climaxed around her vibrator. She’d been there at his side through all the charity events and business parties over the last year, and she was always so grateful for the boob jobs, nose jobs, Botox, and anal bleaching she’d insisted on. But to Charlie, it was all worth it. She made him feel like a young, lovesick teenager all over again. He was completely and utterly in love for the first time in eleven years.

Once Charlie was settled into his wheelchair seat, he pointed toward the study door. “Let’s go check on Alisa and Dasha now. They’re supposed to be picking out her wedding-night lingerie.” He wiggled his eyebrows at Todd, who just shook his head and laughed as he rolled Charlie out into the hallway.

“I can’t see that being too exciting on my part, but I can see how a strapping, young, straight man like yourself can find that appealing,” Todd joked, and they both laughed as they wheeled down the hall.

When they entered Alisa’s large, custom-built fitting room, he felt the air escape from his lungs. He gasped loudly, and as expected, trusty Todd was right there, handing him his oxygen mask to put on. Charlie felt his eyes widen from the sight before him as he inhaled the oxygen from the tank.

Alisa stood atop the platform in front of the three-sided mirror as she chatted happily with her mother in Russian. She sounded so sexy as she spoke rapidly and excitedly in her native language.

And, my God, what a vision.

She wore a bright, crystal-embellished white corset, white fishnet stockings connected to her garter straps, and blue suede stilettos. And that was it. She wore her platinum blonde hair in a loose bun, streaks of dark brown peaking throughout. Her recently purchased double-E breasts spilled from the top of the corset as if daring his old ass to have yet another stroke right there. Those round mounds might as well have been the grim reaper.

“You’re going to be the death of me, my darlin’,” Charlie butted in as he handed the oxygen mask back to Todd.

“Hi, my sweet lover,” Alisa purred when she turned her attention to his voice. She ran over to him with her arms outstretched and a bright smile on her face. He loved the way her breasts bounced closer and closer to him as she moved. She wrapped her soft, supple arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.

Dasha came over and gave him a sweet kiss on his cheek, as well, throwing him the smile his beautiful Alisa had inherited. “Hello, Mr. Rose, my future son-in-law.” His heart ached a little at the thought of not growing old enough to see Alisa develop into a mature, demure woman like her mother.

He giggled as she playfully pinched his cheek as if he were a small child. Such charming women, really. Even at forty, Dasha was as statuesque as her daughter. Both blonde with dark brown eyes, they could be mistaken for sisters. Dasha lived in New York, so Scarlett hadn’t had a chance to meet her yet, but he was excited for her to. “It’s so nice to see you, and I’m so delighted to be in your home.”

Charlie thought it was funny, too, that he was thirty years older than Dasha—technically young enough to be his granddaughter—and she would be considered his mother-in-law in a matter of days.

“So what do you think?” Alisa asked as she did a little twirl in front of him.

“I think you’re just about the fairest beauty I’ve ever seen, next to my Scarlett, of course.” Charlie’s smile quickly faded when rage suddenly burned in Alisa’s dark eyes at his statement.

He felt confused as she crossed her arms in front of her silicone giants. He didn’t know why his sweet angel would be angry. But she also knew better than to try to put herself before his baby girl and kept her mouth shut. Besides, Alisa would never treat anyone with anything but kindness, so he brushed it off to wedding-bell stress. He felt so lucky to have found himself such a loving, caring young woman to be his wife.

“Speaking of Scarlett,” he continued, “has she checked in today? I haven’t heard from her since you told me she left for the Hamptons to close out the McCalister account two days ago.” He chuckled at himself at the thought of his overachieving daughter hopping on a plane to fly across the country to close a deal at a night’s notice. She definitely got her drive from his side of the family.

Alisa had said Scarlett explained to her it was an opportunity not to be missed for the company. Although Charlie still held the CEO title, it was obvious his young daughter was already taking the company’s administrative responsibilities as seriously as if she already were. But that was his Scarlett—spontaneous and motivated.

Alisa took a deep sigh before returning to the platform to continue admiring her burlesque dancer-esque figure. She kept her eyes on her giant breasts as she readjusted them. “Yes, lover. In fact, she called about an hour ago. I knew you were Skyping with Mr. Finez, so I just took a message. She’d said she’s doing well, and she thinks she’s getting in really good. She said she’ll be back the night before the wedding. I told her you would call her as soon as you were done, but she insisted on you doing what you can to help with the wedding instead of worrying about her.”

Charlie felt a warm beam of pride over his daughter’s take-charge way of business. “Why doesn’t that surprise me? Always business before pleasure.”

“Yes, well, Mother and I need to go get a little more Botox and a little fat injection for our temples,” Alisa stated as she twirled back toward him. “Oh, and we need one more spa trip for last-minute touch-ups.”

More bridal preparations? She’d already insisted on a five-course meal from one of the most renowned chefs of Dallas, bought her wedding gown straight off Vera Wang’s catwalk, insisted on trapeze artists for the reception, and a five-piece live band. And that was only a tip of the two hundred thousand dollar wedding. “But, Alisa, you just spent almost ten thousand dollars last month on all these injections—” Charlie was cut off immediately as he watched Alisa slowly lick her lips as she sauntered over to his wheelchair.

He didn’t care that mother-in-law Dasha and gay Todd were in the room once Alisa walked over and lightly straddled his lap. She kept most of her weight on her toes as she leaned forward, obviously being careful not to hurt his frail body. She was used to that at this point. Her large, fake melons were mere inches from his watering mouth.

“Please, lover,” she purred in her sexy Russian accent. She began to lightly toy with his tie as she batted her lashes at him. He felt his will slip right through his fingers as her intoxicating perfume embraced his lonely body. Goddamn it if he wasn’t useless in her presence. “I only want you to be proud of your new bride. We can’t have me feeling anything less than a princess, now can we?” She leaned in and lightly brushed her soft lips across his.

He reached his hand out to Todd as he kept his eyes on Alisa’s chocolate, heavily lidded gaze. The well-trained Todd handed him back his oxygen mask, and Charlie placed it over his nose and mouth. He shook his head frantically as he inhaled deeply, seeking relief.

A wicked smile crossed her lips as he began to dig in his pocket for his black American Express card. She took it from him slowly then leaned in to whisper in his ear. “Thank you, lover. I guess someone deserves a little young-pussy feast for dessert tonight for being such a good boy.” His body tensed as her tongue snaked around the outer edge of his ear. “Get ready for me to ride that mustache, lover.”

His breathing almost hit panic mode, and Todd was quick to increase the oxygen intake on the tank. Alisa went back over to her mother and continued their Russian talk as if nothing had happened. The upside of being impotent was there was no longer a need to hide the rock-hard cock he’d have been sporting if he were just a little younger.

* * * *

Once Charlie was wheeled out of the room, Alisa let out an exasperated sigh as she turned back to her mother. “Goddamn, I can’t wait to get this all over.”

Her mother smiled and lightly rubbed Alisa’s cheek. “You are doing well, my child. Soon, your wedding day will be here. Everyone will be looking at you, the ravishing bride, and you’ll be legally married to a very rich and dying man. Things are looking up, my Alisa. It looks as though my lessons have served you well, my child.”

“Ugh!” Alisa groaned as she began to unsnap her corset. “You can’t imagine what I had to do to convince him out of that pre-nup.”

Dasha scrunched her nose. “I’m sure I don’t even want to.”

“Yes, well, it worked. And once we know for sure Scarlett is dead, I will no longer have to worry about that spoiled brat stealing the spotlight on my wedding day. The money she was to inherit is going to make it that much sweeter.” Alisa turned back to the mirror and stared at her now naked body. “I don’t get it, Mother. My tits are twice as big as hers, and she still manages to turn every head in whichever room we happen to walk in.” She shook her head in disgust. “I’ve worked way too hard to get the American wedding of my dreams, and this time, all eyes will be on me.”

Dasha moved in behind her, putting her hands gently on Alisa’s shoulders as she looked her over in the mirror. “And they will be, daughter of mine. I’ll make sure of that.”

Alisa smiled at the wicked wink her mother gave her through the reflection. When her mother had a plan, it might as well have been carved in stone.

Chapter 3

Leo watched Scarlett nibble at her pimento grilled cheese from across the table. He felt a little guilty at the relief he felt. A human’s love was never guaranteed to last forever, but it seemed she missed his brothers as much as they were no doubt missing her. A good sign of her love, so far.

She’d developed a little pattern, he noticed. She would swirl her spoon around her tomato soup for a couple of slow circles, dip the corner of her sandwich, take a tiny bite, put it down with a long sigh, then repeat. It took effort for Leo not to form a smile.

“You’re pouting.”

His observation had her looking up at him. He was still amazed at the way his chest would warm every time he looked into her baby blues. And to think that was never going to go away.

“I’m sorry, Leo.” She dropped her spoon on the saucer with a loud clink and crossed her arms as if frustrated. She gazed down at the table, but he could tell she was just looking right through it. “I guess I’m not going to be much fun tonight.”

Leo reached across the table and pulled one of her hands away from her body until she held it out to him. “If you’re comparing it to last night, I wouldn’t beat yourself up too much about that,” he said softly with a wink.

Her deep giggle brought a smile to his face. It was the first time she’d laughed all day. It was much too long to go without her utmost happiness.

“Yeah, I guess I kinda screwed myself with that one, setting the bar so high,” she replied, shaking her head.

He cupped her cheek in his hand. “Naw, you got us for that now, darlin’.”

She laughed again at his corny joke, her bright white teeth like a ray of sunshine in the thick, mundane air of the room. She leaned her cheek deeper into his palm, holding it there with her dainty hands. “You know, even when I’m sad, I still feel like I’m the happiest woman in the world.” She blinked, and a single tear from each eye fell atop her rosy cheeks.

He might not have known much about his new mate, but he did know one thing. “I love you, Scarlett.” He swallowed hard. Don’t cry, you damn pansy.

“I love you, too, Leo.”

As they went back to finishing their lunch, he couldn’t help but wonder just what Scarlett’s life was like back in Dallas. Not that anything she’d done in her past mattered to him. What really mattered was she was there with them now, where she belonged. But anything having to do with Scarlett sparked his interest, and his curiosity was beginning to get the best of him. “Scarlett, baby, would you mind if I spent a little time in my office this afternoon?” He wiped his mouth with his napkin and placed it on his lap. “I shouldn’t be more than an hour, and then I’ll be right back to keep you company.”

She swallowed down her last bit of sandwich then wiped her hands on her napkin. She reached back over the table to grab his hand again. “Honey, you don’t have to ask me that. I’ll be okay on my own, you know.”

“I know, baby doll, but I wouldn’t blame you for feeling uncomfortable being alone. You’ve been through a lot and¬”

“And it’s all the more reason for me to slowly gain my independence back,” she interrupted. She sighed then smiled at him as she ran her thumb across his bottom lip. He felt the spark travel from his mouth to his hardening cock. Just one touch, that’s all it ever took with her. “Besides, I’ve been dying to watch that old movie you’ve been telling about with the woman with my name. The one you said I reminded you of.”

He couldn’t resist kissing the finger she still held at his lips. “Gone with the Wind. It’s because you’re as bewitching as you are breathtaking.”

He watched another tear escape her pretty eye. “There you go again, Doc. Making me feel things I never felt,” she teased.

Leo stood up and walked around the table to stand in front of her. “Just promise me, Scarlett,” he brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face, “promise you’ll never let anyone else let you feel that way.” She smiled up at him, and he could see the utter trust and admiration in her eyes. He hardly felt worthy of that heavenly look, but he’d take it without pause. His heart fluttered at the thought that she’d soon give them babies as beautiful as she was. Human babies void of the curse of the shifters. The lifestyle may have had its benefits, but hardly any parent would want their child to spend their lives pretending to be someone they’re not. Fooling people to believe a shifter was just a normal human wasn’t an easy existence.

“Leo,” she began as she wrapped her small arms around his hips, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“And I pray you never do.” He ignored her confused expression as he knelt down to kiss her forehead. His lips lingered on her soft, sweet skin before turning away and walking out the door.

Leo made his way down the porch steps before stripping down completely naked. He closed his eyes and imagined his beautiful baby doll wrapped in a red silk sheet, wearing the reddest lipstick he’d ever seen. He’d dropped on all four hooves before he’d even realized he was shifting. A bull-shifter who imagined or saw his mate in red made a world of a difference in how much more comfortable the shift was.

He made a mental note to himself to frolic the ranch more as he approached the clinic door. He was breathing pretty hard, and he knew his endurance wasn’t what it used to be since the new clinic cut down on a lot of his free time. But he knew that if he wanted to be the best shifter he could be and protect the most precious gift he’d ever received, his Scarlett, he’d have to make sure he was fit to protect her. His mate deserved everything in the world, and he’d promised himself the moment he saw her he’d die working to make that happen.

He quickly dressed in the extra jeans, T-shirt, and boots he’d kept in his office. As he sat in the chair in front of his laptop, he was aware his heart was racing at the anticipation. He typed “Scarlett Rose Dallas, TX” in the search engine and clicked enter.

As he quickly read through the first few articles that came up, his smiled widened and he shook his head with disbelief. “Just when I thought she couldn’t be more perfect.”

* * * *

Scarlett wiped a tear away as she watched the blond soldier reject Ms. O’Hara’s heartfelt confession. But she was happy that the more she watched the movie, the more the characters seemed to look familiar. That meant it was likely she’d seen the movie before, and as pathetic as it sounded in her head, Scarlett felt excited. Any kind of memory was progression toward losing the amnesia.

She looked up when the door opened, and Leo stepped inside. “Scarlett, come out here real quick. I have a surprise for you.”

The enthusiasm was clearly written all over his face, and his eyes were already starting to shine a hint of orange, a sign that whatever he had in mind had his libido up in flames. So of course, she gladly walked to the door and let him lead her outside.

“Where are we going?” she asked as she followed him down a trail behind the house.

“Patience,” was all he said.

With the way his back muscles flexed under his tight, white T-shirt as he led the way, and the way his luscious ass tightened under his jeans, she was far from running out of patience.

“Here we are.” Leo turned to her, his hands on his hips and pride beaming from his grin.

Scarlett looked around the open area where they stood in the tall field grass, but she was puzzled. “So...what am I supposed to be looking at right now, baby?”

He pointed up to a small flock of doves sailing over the trees. “Those.”

“I, uh, are those my new pets? Because I’m not really up to—” Leo turned around, holding two large shotguns. “Holy fucking shit, Leo!” Scarlett practically flew backward at the sight of the powerful, deadly weapons.

Leo calmly reached a hand out to her. “Come over here, baby. Let me just show you something.”

Scarlett hesitated for a moment, but the look in his eyes held so much confidence it was enough to make the most timid of women take his hand in trust. So she grabbed it and allowed him to pull her against his hard, muscled body. His heat seeped into her, and she released an involuntary exhale at the sparks it created throughout her body. He moved behind her and placed the gun in position for her. He began to give her instructions on how to shoot the gun, but she could hardly hear a word he said. She no longer felt fear as she held the lethal machine against her shoulder. All she felt was the way her nipples hardened with each feather stroke of his breath across the side of her neck as he talked in that sexy cowboy drawl. Picturing the image they created, a large, experienced cowboy teaching her how to hunt as she stood there in nothing but house slippers and a random Western shirt she’d borrowed from one of the seven men she loved, it was enough to make her come in her panties.

“Got it?”

“Yes,” she breathlessly answered.

“Good!” He clapped his hands as he moved away from her, snapping her out of her afternoon wet daydream.

She twirled her body toward him. “Wait¬”

He placed a finger to his lips, cutting her off. He pointed back up to the sky far in front of her, indicating he wanted her to make the shot.

She should have paid more attention to his instructions. Her hands began to shake as she brought the butt of the gun to rest against her shoulder. She didn’t want to disappoint her mate, and she panicked at the realization she had no idea what she was doing. Shaking her head frantically, she brought the gun back down. “Leo, I can’t.”

“Hey!” he shouted with a ferocious growl as he jumped up to his feet. It startled her, and she gasped at his anger. His eyes were flaming with his fury, and she couldn’t help but to take a step back as he ambushed her against a nearby tree. “You listen to me right now, Scarlett, and I’ll be damned if you make me repeat this ridiculous speech I’m about to give you.” He gently placed his large hands on her trembling shoulders, and his touch put her at ease a little. But his amber eyes were so intense she had to struggle to keep looking into them. “If there is one woman that can take on anything this hell of a world throws at them, it’s you, Scarlett.” He slowly bent down until their lips touched, and then he whispered against her lips, “You should know by now you’re anything but average, baby.” He licked the seam of her lips, but just before her knees buckled at his taste, he stepped away.

“Now step up.”

She looked down at her shoes, still unsure.

“Goddamn it, Scarlett!”

She started at his shout and looked up to see him yank his cowboy hat from his shaved head then throw it down on the ground. “Get your pretty little ass up there and shoot the damn gun, or I’m bending you over my knee and spanking you until you cry.” When she smiled at the thought, he rolled his eyes. “Trust me baby, they won’t be tears of joy.”

Scarlett glared at him. “Fine.” She stepped up to the spot he indicated, wanting nothing more than to get the entire humiliating experience behind her. She briefly closed her eyes and whispered, “Please, God. Let me not kill myself.”

“Now!” Leo shouted as three doves came into view, each flying in a row, one beside the other. Scarlett held her breath, raised her gun, and shot. Her mouth fell open in disbelief as all three birds dropped to the ground.

She continued to stare out into the field, even as Leo jumped in the air and whooped loudly in delight. “What the fuck just happened?” she whispered between her heavy pants for breath.

She was suddenly lifted in his large arms and twirled around. He placed her on the ground and held her face in his hands. “Scarlett, listen to me.” His face concealed none of the thrill he obviously felt. “I googled you in my office. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it when we found you yesterday, but I found out you were an Olympic contender for shotgun shooting when you were just sixteen years old. You competed until three years ago, after you’d graduated high school.”

Scarlett could hardly believe her ears. “I-I did?”

“Are you kidding me?” Leo pointed to the direction she shot. “Did you not see that, baby doll? That was the most amazing thing I’d ever seen. I’ve never been so proud in my entire life.”

Scarlett almost choked on the emotion lodged in her throat. “Really?”

Leo held her close, and she could hear the frantic beat within his chest. He smelled so, so good, and she couldn’t keep her eyes from closing in bliss. “I’m mated to the smartest, most beautiful sharpshooter in the country. Of course I’m proud.”

She grabbed him firmly as he placed a gentle kiss atop her head. “You have no idea how good it feels to hear that from you.” She watched his eyes widen as she knelt in front of him. “But maybe I can try to make you understand just how good it is.”

“Mmm,” he moaned as she slowly unzipped his tight jeans. His eyes fluttered closed as she reached in and grabbed the warm, thick cock that begged for release. “Ooh, yes. Wrap those beautiful lips around my cock, and suck me dry, darlin’.”

She licked her lips at the sight of his cock head dripping pre-cum for her. She looked up at her mate as she snaked out her tongue to swipe across the tip. “Mmm, so sweet.” She started showering his cock with open mouth kisses, and she had to admit she loved the way his body jerked from the pleasure her mouth gave. She cupped his balls gently then opened wide and sucked him down until he hit the back of her throat.

Chapter 4

That night, Leo felt lost in the silence of his clinic as he looked over the patient charts from the previous week. His head ached with stress and pressure from the furrowed brow he knew he constantly wore. After making dinner from the doves she’d hunted, he’d told Scarlett he’d have to miss out on their movie night to go over some paperwork. He was grateful she’d understood. She’d said she was going to finish watching the Texas game then go to bed. She’d given him one last kiss that made his cock hard then gave him that sweet, innocent smile of hers.

The ache in Leo’s head continued, and he reached to grab his trusty bottle of painkillers. Chasing them down with a shot of Glenlivet, he squeezed his eyes shut tightly to ease the burning feeling making its way down his throat. The warm liquor immediately warmed him. Leo removed his reading glasses to dab his damp forehead on his sleeve when he heard a soft knock on the door.

“Come in,” he called out as he rubbed his eyes. When he opened them, his mouth dropped open. He could hardly believe his eyes and quickly placed his glasses back on to get a better look.

Scarlett giggled when his jaw dropped as she innocently waved a small hand at him while she twirled one of her little pigtails with the other. She wore one of his plain men’s white dress shirts with a loose black tie and the first half of the buttons undone. He could barely make out the short, curly hairs of her trimmed pussy through the shirt’s thin fabric. But her nipples—Mmm—he could see the small pink peaks poke through the shirt, begging him to wrap his mouth around them.

“I think I got a boo-boo, Doctor.” She pouted as she slowly sauntered around his desk. As she walked, the dress shirt opened and closed with each movement. His eyes were glued to the dark pink areolas that kept playing hide and seek with each shift of her lush hips.

When she finally stood in front of his desk chair, she pointed to the fresh bandage on her little knee. “I think I hurt it playing jump rope,” she said innocently.

He looked up to gaze at her angel face. Fuck, there was no way she could ever know just how damn beautiful she really was. She bit her bottom lip suggestively as she slightly bent at the waist to pull open his lab coat. She slowly ran her hands down his muscled chest through his white T-shirt as her blue doe eyes locked with his.

When he went to shrug the jacket off to give her better access to his body, she reached out and stopped him as she shook her head. “Keep it on,” she said softly then smiled mischievously.

He could tell from the twinkle in her eye that she had something really, really good planned for him. He smiled at the anticipation of finding out what that would be.

She kept her crystal-blue gaze on his as she propped herself up to sit on his desk, still facing him. His inner beast growled low as he inhaled the sweet, musky scent of her pussy when she slowly parted her creamy thighs to move the bandaged knee closer to his face. She gave him a little shrug when he arched an eyebrow.

“I need you to kiss it to make it all better, Doctor,” she said as she blinked innocently at him.

Leo groaned as his cock twitched from the little game she was so fucking good at playing. His eyes never left hers as he leaned in and gave the bandage a little peck. He smiled when Scarlett leaned back on her elbows and moaned at that simple amount of contact. He would never get over how responsive her body was or how hard his cock got every time he reminded himself that he had been the first to impale his large dick in his mate’s tight, pure, virgin pussy.

Leo moved to the nearby doctor’s chair then rolled closer in on his sexy, innocent little mate. He gently placed his palms on her inner thighs, and he could feel the small tremors going through her body. Her eyes had already darkened with desire. “Did you hurt yourself anywhere else, my little patient?” he asked. He swallowed hard, trying his best to hold the thread of control he inwardly grasped on to.

Scarlett grinned and bit her finger. “There is one more place.”

“And where would that be, baby?” His voice had lowered tremendously since she’d decided to come in his office to give him the hottest surprise of his life.

“Well, I’m not sure what to call it, Doctor Lenox.” She dropped her gaze as she pretended to shyly point to her pussy. “I hurt myself right here.”

Damn, just that angelic look on her face alone was enough to make him come right then. She was his walking fantasy in white and pigtails.

“This, my sweet patient,” he slowly lifted the hem of the button-down shirt, “is called a pussy. And it belongs to me.” He slowly trailed gentle kisses from her knees on up. “Tell me it belongs to your Doctor Lenox.”

Scarlett moaned as he lowered his face between her thighs to inhale her feminine desire. “Yes, Doctor Lenox, it all belongs to you. Every part of my body.” Hearing her call him by his last name, very soon to be her own, made his protective instincts spring to life, along with his cock.

“And I promise to always be here to make it all better,” he said as he licked his lips, preparing for the young slice of cherry pie staring him in the face.

“Can you kiss it for me, Doctor? I have such an agonizing ache inside of it.” She gave him a look of pained impatience, and he couldn’t help but to smile up at her. She couldn’t be more perfect at this role.

“Anything to make my patient feel better,” he replied.

He used his thumbs to spread apart her pussy lips, revealing more of her pink cunt right in front of his face. He pulled a whimper out of her as he gently tugged on each of them.

“You see these?” he asked. Scarlett nodded down eagerly at him as she licked her lips.

“These are your pussy lips.” He then used his thumb and forefinger to pull back the hood covering her little clit. Her body immediately jerked from the contact. “And you’re going to come to love this pretty pearl. That’s your clit.”

Scarlett may have been a virgin yesterday, but anyone could tell she was a well-educated young lady. Knowing she was playing ignorant made him smile at the naughty woman he and his brothers had brought out.

He could see she was already breathing heavily from the rapid heaving of her large, perky breasts. She whimpered when he began to ever-so-softly pinch the little nub in his fingers. He looked closely at her cunt, and his mouth watered as he watched her clit swell right before his eyes.

“Please, Doctor Lenox,” she begged. “Make the ache go away. Please.” The desperation in her voice almost had his inner beast unleash from within.

He then watched as the cream from her tight pussy began to pool in her cute, girly, puckered hole. He growled loudly, and the sound vibrated against the walls of the clinic.

“I’ll make you feel real good, baby, if you do one thing for your Doctor Lenox.”

“Promise you’ll make it feel good?” She pouted and batted her lashes as if suspicious and fearful of his answer. But he knew that she knew exactly how much he was wrapped around her little finger.

“Scarlett, baby doll, I give you my word from this moment on that I will never lie to you.”

She gasped as he continued to roll her clit in his fingers. Her hips softly bucked atop the wooden desk.

“Hmm”—he licked his lips and softly kissed her puffy clit, causing her to shriek from the contact—“Now, show me those beautiful tits, darlin. I want to look up at them as I lick your pussy.”

“You mean these, Doctor?” She opened the large gap of the shirt and out bounced the most delicious pair of creamy, round C-cups he’d ever seen. His attention quickly faltered as he hissed through his clenched teeth then leaned up to capture one hard nipple in his mouth as his hand tugged on the other.

“Oh, Doctor, I feel so funny down there,” she said through her moans and whimpers.

“Right here, darlin’?” He pushed his hand between her trembling thighs then softly grazed his fingers up her moist slit.

“Oh, yes. More,” she pleaded then began to suck on his earlobe. Waves of sexual electricity traveled from her tongue straight down to his raging-hard cock.

He couldn’t control the need to taste her amateur pussy any longer. Leo dropped back down on the chair and buried his face between her thighs.

Scarlett cried out as he rubbed his face and tongue back and forth hungrily into her warm, moist pussy. Her scent was intoxicating, and her flavor danced across his tongue as he speared it in and out of her. Her screams and moans filled the clinic, and it was music to his ears. His body filled with triumph at the intense pleasure he was giving his mate. She deserved to feel as good as he could possibly make her feel. She deserved everything.

After a few moments, he came up for air and to gaze at his angel’s sweet face. Her tits looked swollen and flushed from her pleasure, and his cock throbbed as he stared at the puckering areolas.

Leo reached up and softly pinched her nipples.

“Oh, yes, Doctor. Make it all better.” Her head fell back, and her mouth stayed slightly open as she moaned.

“Ooh,” Leo drew out as he stood with his hands still planted on her tits. His eyes darted back and forth as he watched them jiggle rapidly in his hands while he shook them. “Fuck, darlin’. These are the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen.”

“Mmm,” Scarlett moaned. “Does this mean I pass my physical exam, Doctor Lenox?”

Leo smirked and shook his head slightly. “Oh, baby, with flying colors.” He’d never get over how perfect she was for him. Just what the doctor ordered.

He captured her lips in a lustful, passionate kiss as she arched her bare breasts against his chest. He could feel her tight nipples as they scraped his skin through his cotton T-shirt when she leaned into his kiss.

He broke the kiss to look down at the petite, soft body of his woman. He loved watching her go wild with pleasure when his six brothers fucked her senseless, but he had to admit that having her to himself was a special treat to enjoy.

“I’m the luckiest man alive,” he whispered, more to himself, as his gaze settled on every flawless curve. He felt a lump of emotion in his throat but struggled to swallow it down. He couldn’t just cry while he was about to fuck his mate. He was a cowboy shape-shifting longhorn, after all. But it was a struggle not to, nonetheless.

He watched, in awe of her beauty, as Scarlett slowly lowered back onto the desk. Her movements were almost feline-like, and the stretch of her torso accentuated every immaculate, curved line of her form. “Then show me what makes me so lucky to have.”

Leo smiled down at her as he slowly peeled off the rest of the dress shirt from her little body. “I have a lot of things I plan to show you, darlin’.” He leaned down and traced the tip of his tongue from the bottom of her throat slowly down to her chest.

She groaned as he suckled each of her tits while he fumbled with the big rodeo belt buckle on his jeans. If he didn’t get his rock-hard cock free from the restraining denim, he was sure to go crazy from the pain. It was his only option seeing there was no way in fucking hell he would be able to get soft when Scarlett lay naked before him like an unwrapped gift for his sexual pleasure.

He just couldn’t stop grazing his fingers through her slit every chance he’d get. And he just couldn’t get over how much pussy juice his little mate could produce from simply being around him. Her scent enveloped the room, and he made a mental note to make sure she got her pussy licked in every part of the house so that it would smell like her everywhere. She was truly his addiction after only a day with her.

As Leo began to tongue down to her belly button, he noticed his medical table with connected stirrups in the corner of his eye. “I got an idea, baby,” he murmured through his kisses.

“Whatever you think is best, Doctor,” Scarlett replied sweetly. She ran a small hand over his bald head lovingly, warming his heart even as his cock twitched in his boxer-briefs.

After spending most of his life caring for his younger brothers, it had been ages since he’d felt this lively and spontaneous, if ever. But young Scarlett brought that out in him.

He gently scooped her nude form into his arms with no effort and carried her to the cushioned medical table. “Have you ever studied your pussy and all her parts, darlin’?” he asked as he positioned her ankles so that she was properly spread open wide for him.

He had only asked the question as part of the game. He figured that surely a young woman of twenty-one had looked at her cunt in a hand mirror at least once before. What he didn’t expect was the bright red blush that filled her cheeks from his inquiry.

His beast let out an intimidating, guttural growl at the sight of her red cheeks, and the sound was like thunder against the walls. He watched as a flicker of fear danced in Scarlett’s eyes, and he could tell from the warmth behind his eyes that they were now glowing bright burnt orange. He breathed heavily, in and out, as he tried to control the wild longhorn within.

Once he was able to, he stepped back from her and grabbed the standup mirror in the corner of the room. He never took his eyes off of her neatly trimmed cunt as he moved the mirror to stand directly in front of her. He could see her body trembling. Maybe she feared his longhorn would become unleashed. But soon the fear in her eyes turned to intense desire.

He knelt in front of her widely spread thighs and grabbed a speculum and tube of lube from the nearby rolling crate. “This might be a little cold, baby,” he warned before coating the instrument with lube then using it to spread her wet pussy open. He stood and stepped back to admire his beautiful work.

“Go on, darlin’,” he coaxed as he palmed his stiff erection. “Drop those beautiful baby blues and look at how delicious your cunt looks in the mirror.”

He watched her hesitate shyly for a moment, and then she dropped her gaze to her reflection. He heard her gasp softly at the sight before her.

“So what do you think, baby?” he asked as he walked closer to move by her left side. He looked down at the ripe pussy dripping in the mirror’s reflection.

“It’s…amazing,” she sighed, her voice hoarse with passion.

“Sure is, baby doll.” Leo reached down and trailed a finger around her swollen inner pussy lips, smiling as she writhed in pleasure from his touch. “This right here is what I live for, Scarlett. The juices of your pussy and the sounds of pleasure you make as they seep from your perfect little body.” He leaned down and began to trail slow, wet kisses along her neck as she moaned over and over while he strummed her clit like a country banjo.

“Oh, Doctor, oh yes, Doctor.” She panted heavily as he frantically moved his fingertips across her bright pink clit. The pinker her pussy got in the reflection, the less control he possessed to rein in his beast. He carefully removed the speculum from her body, making sure not to cause her discomfort.

“Leo!” she screamed out as he plunged one large finger into her tight cunt. That was too much to bear, the sound of his first name on her precious, warm lips.

He grunted as he felt his longhorns painfully sprout about a foot on either side of his head. The sting quickly subsided as concern flooded his brain about what kind of effect the sight must have had on his poor, naive little angel. But what he saw on her face filled him with pleasant surprise.

His sassy little mate was staring at him wide-eyed as fascination and hunger crossed her features. She quickly turned her head from the mirror to face him to her left as she slowly reached up to stroke one of his barely-sprouted longhorns.

“Wow,” she whispered in fascination as she rubbed the length of each one.

Pride filled his heart at how accepting and unafraid she was of his horns. “They come out when a deep emotion is mixed with lust.”

That had her looking back down into his eyes. “And what emotion would that be, Doctor Lenox?”

“The love I feel for you as I teach you things you’ve never done before, have never had a man do to you.” He moved in until their lips were a mere breath apart. “The sound of my name on your lips. The first name you’ve ever shouted in pleasure while a man’s cock was inside you.” He crushed his mouth onto hers, and they both moaned from the intensity of the kiss as he surged his tongue deep in her mouth. He loved the way she tasted—so sweet and warm and comforting. They were made for each other, and he could feel it with each slide of his tongue across hers.

Scarlett broke their kiss and spoke breathlessly. “You’ll always be my first, Leo. You made me transform from a child into a woman.”

This time, he was of no use. He could feel the tears begin to pool in his eyes at her admission. It was rare in this day and age for a mate to be a virgin. His mate. His virgin. His strawberry girl. He was one lucky son of a bitch. All seven of them were.

He casually wiped his tears on the sleeve of his shirt before she could see. “That was the most special moment of my entire life, Scarlett,” he whispered against her ear. “I could have died that night, snuggled between your warm thighs, and would have died happier than I could have ever imagined.”

He turned to her and couldn’t believe the look in her eyes at his words. She almost seemed surprised, shocked, and he had no idea why. Did she not realize how precious she was? How gorgeous? How special? He couldn’t imagine how a smart young girl like her didn’t know the paralyzing effect she had on men, especially him and his brothers.

He kept his eyes on her face as he knelt down in front of the medical table, her ankles still resting in the stirrups. Her pussy was right there for his feasting. He eagerly grabbed her luscious hips, and she gasped as he moved her lower body farther down the table. Now he was able to clearly see her pretty, winking asshole displayed for his viewing and licking pleasure.

He looked up at her face as he lowered his head back down between her thighs. His heart warmed at the innocent little giggle she gave him and the sexy way her body wiggled as he lightly brushed his fingertips along her sensitive inner thighs.

“That tickles, Doctor,” she said happily, easily getting back into her role like a pro. His cock twitched rapidly as he watched her writhing little body. Leo felt he would wake at any moment from this amazing dream.

She again brushed her delicate little hands over his salt-and-pepper, short buzz cut. She stared lovingly in his eyes. “I love the way your eyes do that for me. It’s like I can see your hunger in the orange color they burn.”

“I’ll always burn for you, Scarlett, until the day I die.” He then snaked his tongue out toward her throbbing clit but stopped just short of touching it. He watched her baby blues widen in anticipation. He grasped on to her thighs as he began to draw the alphabet on her clit. She grabbed on to his horns like reins on a horse.

She moaned his name over and over. “Doctor Lenox! Oh, Doctor Lenox!”

By the time he got to K, he felt her body stiffen as her orgasm began to approach.

“Oh, Doctor! What’s happening? What’s that funny feeling?” she yelled, keeping in character. She pulled and tugged on his horns as she pulled his face further into the sweet, aromatic heaven of her tight pussy.

“That’s called paradise, baby girl. C’mon, darlin’. Come all over my face for me,” he demanded between twirls of his tongue and sucks on her inner lips.

“Oh, oh, ohhhhh, Leo!” She bucked her hips frantically against his face as she rode out her climax with the tip of his nose and his sucking lips.

Just like before, the sound of his first name on her sweet lips had him going wild with need, and his inner beast clawed at his insides to come out and unleash itself. In one quick, loud rip, Leo tore off his jeans and boxer-briefs and lunged on top of his waiting mate. He used his hand to lead his raging cock to her moist pussy hole as he dominated her mouth with his.

Just barely pushing against her entrance, he could feel that she was still slightly tight from having just lost her sweet, precious virginity the night before. He breathed deeply to control his beast as he forced himself to enter her slowly, getting her used to having a man inside of her.

* * * *

Scarlett’s barely used body was still sore from the previous night’s activities. It wasn’t like it was very common for a virgin to fuck two men, have one take her in the ass, give two different men blow jobs, have one finger-fuck her while he jacked off on her ass, and have her pussy eaten ravenously by multiple men all in the same night her purity was taken. Her body had gone through a tidal wave of new sexual experiences that still hummed through her limbs and cunt.

But none of that prevented her body from aching with the need for Leo to push his giant cock inside her again. Her first cock. She smiled at that thought.

She watched his face contort as he visibly struggled not to impale the fuck out of her body right then and there. Instead, he led his cock to swirl her pussy juices all around her labia and clit, and she sighed at the waves of intense ecstasy coursing through every vein in her body. She flinched and gasped as she felt his head begin to push its way through her snug cunt channel.

“It’s okay, darlin’,” he whispered as he entered and withdrew inch by inch. The coil in her core retightened as he pushed more of his length into her. “You’re probably a little too sore, baby doll. You sure you wanna do this right now?” he asked, but there was no denying the trace of hope in his deep, masculine voice. The look on his face was practically begging for her to give the okay.

“Are you sure, Doctor?” Scarlett’s eyelashes kissed her cheekbones as she brought a finger up to wrap her cherry-glossed lips around.

Leo cursed quietly, giving her more confidence to take charge. Scarlett grabbed his trim waist at the sides and pulled him toward her body with all her strength, jumping when the head of his cock punched against the hilt of her insides. His eyes became impossibly wide as his long cock entered her wetness fully until his tight balls slapped her spread out asshole.

“Oh, darlin’,” he drawled as he sweetly rested his sweat-glistening forehead atop hers then began a slow rhythm with his delicious, full thrusts. Scarlett tilted her hips up to meet his thrusts quicker. The angle of her body had the crown of his cock hit a sweet spot inside her she never knew existed.

She felt a gush of fresh pussy cream dribble from her entrance to the medical table. Thank God for the sanitary paper covering, she joked to herself. She felt like her body was sparkling with little stars as the pleasure swam in her muscles.

“Oh, Doctor, you’re making my pussy feel much, much better.”

He hissed through his teeth, obviously loving the little role play she had going on. His thrusts increased as she felt herself finally begin to loosen a bit from his ridiculously girthy cock. The speed had her cunt convulsing around his length as if it never wanted to let it go.

“Oh, Doctor!” She groaned, arched her body up, and grabbed on to his horns as she continued to thrust her hips up with each thrust he made inside her body. Although they were in the missionary position, she fucked him as he fucked her, using his horns like they were bike handles.

“That’s it, baby girl,” he encouraged. The bright burnt orange seemed to blaze with heat as he looked deep into her eyes. “Give me that pussy, baby. Give me what no other man had before me.”

She could see his face contort from holding back. She’d been holding back her own orgasm for minutes now, and she took his expression as a sign she could give in to the waves of ecstasy coursing through her every body part.

“Oh, Doctor, I feel something. I feel it.” Of course, she knew her orgasm was coming, but she just loved how turned on she got from him “teaching” her.

“That’s another orgasm, my little nymphet. Just relax, and scream my name as loud as you want.” He panted and began to pound into her with all his strength, his fingertips digging into her fleshy hips.

Scarlett screamed out Leo’s name as she felt entire body stiffen and tighten almost to the point of her passing out. She heard his beast roar loudly, and she felt the pulsing of his dick as he released his warm seed inside her cunt. He grunted as he shoved in one last thrust before collapsing on top of her body.

She ran her hands up and down his smooth, toned back. She felt satisfaction at the way he was struggling to return his breathing to normal. His head rested on her sensitive breasts, and she smiled as she wrapped her hands around him. Her mate.

Chapter 5

Scarlett was humming along with the radio system playing “Jolene” by Dolly Parton in the large front room as she swept the hardwood floors. Leo had gone out to pick up a few groceries but insisted she stay within the safe confines of their home. The triplets and twins were expected to be back later around midnight after picking up the new livestock, and she could hardly wait. She wanted to make sure her men came back to a clean house. It was the least she could do after they’d saved her life.

Byron slept in his bed down the hall after an exhausting evening on calf-watch, but she was given an alarm button by the men should anything happen to her while Byron was asleep. The button set off an alarm in Byron’s room so that he could immediately come to her aid.

Scarlett gasped in surprise after hearing a sudden rasp at the front door. They weren’t expecting any guests, Leo had made that clear, so she was hesitant to open it. But she decided to just approach the window slowly to peek through the curtains and see who was standing at the front door. Pulling the white lace curtain to the side, she saw a lovely middle-aged woman standing there, impeccably dressed with her blonde hair in a neat chignon. The woman was holding a red picnic basket in her hands.

Trusting this beautiful, sophisticated lady had nothing to do with the plot to have her killed, Scarlett cracked the door open a bit, but she made sure to keep the chain lock connected to the wall, just in case.

When she opened the door, the woman’s painted lips smiled at her. “Hello, darling,” she greeted her cheerfully in a thick Russian accent, which seemed to give her an even greater air of sophistication that Scarlett had to admit was intimidating.

Scarlett returned her smile. “Good morning, ma’am. How can I help you?”

“Well, I’m making my way through Knotty, selling fun things for couples.” She gave a casual shrug and smirk. “I couldn’t help but notice a saddle sitting on the porch. Are you staying here with a cowboy of your very own?”

Scarlett felt heat rush to her cheeks, and she looked down for a moment in embarrassment. “Um, yes, ma’am. I guess you could say that.”

The woman arched an eyebrow and gave her another friendly smile. “Oh, don’t be embarrassed, my dear. A knockout like yourself should be able to have a buffet of men at her beckon call. I know I had a few in my day.”

Scarlett felt at ease that the lovely woman was not judgmental. “Well, you’re a very beautiful woman. I could just imagine how many men have chased you.”

“But that’s the thing, dear,” she said as she held up one manicured and jeweled finger. “For women like us, it may be easy to get the man, but how do you keep him is the question.” She pulled out a business card from the fancy picnic basket and handed it to her.

“You sell sex toys?” asked Scarlett after she read the card.

“I like to refer to them as ‘love enhancers’ because that’s exactly what they do. They help relationships, allow a couple’s sex life to be fun. Sex should always be fun, my dear. Maybe if you’d allow me to come in, I can show you what I have in stock at the moment. I promise you won’t regret it.”

“Well…I…” Scarlett didn’t think this friendly woman meant her any harm, but she had been given specific instructions not to let anyone in.

She thought about asking for Byron’s permission, but she figured the matter was much too trivial to wake up her hardworking mate. He’d been working till the break of dawn to maintain their beautiful ranch, and he deserved his rest.

But she knew that if she disobeyed the men’s strict instructions to let absolutely no one in the house, Devlin in particular, they wouldn’t hesitate to tear her hide. Devlin had mentioned something about a hidden torture chamber he wasn’t afraid to use. She had no idea what that would entail, but she had no intention on finding out just yet.

“I’m sorry, ma’am,” she continued. “You seem like such a nice lady, but the man that owns this house—”

“Your man?” she asked with a smirk.

“Yes, ma’am, my man specifically told me I was not to let anyone inside the house.”

“Fair enough,” the woman replied with a shrug. “I can respect a woman who knows her role. Lord knows that was always where I’d lacked. But how ‘bout this?” She reached into the basket and pulled out an ornate red glass bottle with a fancy tassel top. “This is my best-selling lubricant. It’s called Forbidden Sin and tastes like a circus candy apple. Would you like to try a little taste?”

Scarlett felt her eyes widen in excitement at the sight of the extravagant bottle. She knew her mates would love the crimson color, not to mention all the other fun things they could do with it, as well. “Well, I’m not sure. It’s so beautiful, but—”

“It heats up.”

That definitely caught Scarlett’s attention. “And this is something men like?”

The blonde let out a soft laugh. “Oh, honey, men love it. They go nuts with the waves of heat it sends through their bodies.”

Scarlett bit her lower lip as she tried to decide what to do. It sure sounded like a lot of fun, and she was willing bet the men would think it was a great surprise, especially considering the fact it would just make it that much more possible to have them all at once.

Or at least as many as I could fit, she silently laughed to herself.

“How about you just try a taste to see if you like it?” The lovely stranger held the bottle out through the cracked door with a reassuring smile.

“Thank you! That’s a good idea. No harm in trying, right?”

“No harm at all,” she remarked as Scarlett reached through the door opening to grab the bottle.

Scarlett dribbled a small amount on the back of her hand. She then licked a small drop of the red, warm lubricant. “Mmm.” It didn’t taste much like apples, but it was very sweet.

But just as the liquid settled on her tongue, she felt as if her throat was closing in, and she quickly grabbed it in a panic. The room began to spin, and almost immediately, bile and foam began to leak from her mouth, muffling her screams when she tried to call for Byron. She fell to the ground, and as if her body were being controlled by someone else, she felt it convulse violently in reaction to the substance making its way through her bloodstream.

* * * *

Byron felt like a semitruck struck him in the chest. With a loud, struggling gasp, he abruptly sat up from his bed.

Scarlett!

They’d all known about the inexplicable, instant torture a shifter would go through when his mate was in danger. What he didn’t expect was for it to feel like Satan himself ripped his soul and frantically beating heart from his chest, but that’s the only way he could describe it.

He immediately flew from the bed and ran down the hallway toward his mate. He wasn’t used to feeling such terror. This horror he was feeling, this unspeakable pain he was feeling, this wasn’t the man he knew.

“Scarlett! Scarlett! Please! Answer me! Where are you?”

He could hear the fear in his rough voice. Byron never panicked, never lost his cool, but he felt as if a sumo wrestler were sitting on his chest from the pressure of the incredible panic. There was no answer, and his stomach churned sourly.

When he reached the end of the hallway that led into the living room, he froze with terror. There lay his sweet mate, unconscious with a small, red glass vial of liquid gel resting in the palm of her right hand.

Byron ran and knelt by her side, grabbing her face much more roughly than he’d meant to. “Scarlett! It’s me. It’s Byron, baby. Please wake up!” He gave her face firm taps with the tip of his fingers, but there was nothing.

He felt the deep pain begin in his chest from being around his harmed mate. Fisting the edges of her borrowed Western shirt, he jerked her tiny, lithe body toward his and grabbed her fiercely as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Please, baby, wake up. Please.”

He’d already begun to plan his destruction should she never wake. If she wasn’t in his life, he would have none. He’d been waiting forty years for his earth angel. It was much too unfair to consider she’d be taken already.

When he squeezed her roughly to his chest, he heard the most beautiful, most magical sound he’d ever heard. She gasped a little for breath, but he could hear she was struggling to make a sound.

He cradled her in his arms as he knelt there on the wooden paneled floor. “Oh, my baby, just hang on, okay? I’m just going to call Leo right quick. Hold on, darlin.’”

Her eyes remained closed, but he could see she was slightly stirring. He carried her to the large leather couch and placed her gently down. He then rushed to his cell phone on the kitchen counter and frantically dialed Leo’s number.

“Leo! Scarlett’s been hurt. Come quick!” The panic dripped from his usually calm voice like venom from a snake’s fangs.

He could hear the wind noise coming through a window in the background and knew Leo was already in his truck and heading back home. “I know, brother. I felt her about five minutes ago. For a minute, I thought some asshole had sucker punched me in the back of the head, and then I realized it was Scarlett in distress. I’m already on my way.”

“I think she took something someone must have given her. Oh, God!” He looked down and saw she was getting sick all over the floor. He knelt down and turned her to her side to keep her from choking on it. “She’s throwing up everywhere, Leo. I’m going to call an ambulance.”

“They won’t get here in time, but I’m literally pulling the truck up right now.”

Byron closed his flip phone and threw it across the room in anger, shattering it into a million little pieces. He felt lost, but most of all, he felt stupid. How could he have gone along with his daily sleeping routine when he knew Scarlett would be alone in the house? What the fuck did he expect to do when he was asleep? If only he hadn’t overworked himself till exhaustion.

Suddenly, he heard a loud bang when someone tried to open the door. When Byron looked up, he saw the chain lock was still in place. He instantly realized whoever had hurt Scarlett must have somehow gained her trust, had found a way to make contact with her through the door opening.

Byron rushed to the front door and unlocked it. Leo nearly knocked him over as he ran past him and over to Scarlett.

“She’s been poisoned,” said Leo as he brushed her hair from her face. Byron rushed over to his side to see how she was doing. She seemed to settle the vomiting, but the pale, greenish color of her skin showed she was only going to get worse unless she got immediate medical attention. “Quick, help me get her over to the clinic so I can get her the appropriate antidote.”

Byron quickly scooped up Scarlett and carried her out the door with Leo following. Leo jumped off the porch, immediately shifted into his longhorn form, and quickly sprinted off to the clinic on the other side of the ranch while Byron whistled Wayne over. Wayne was well trained enough to run over to his owner without hesitation.

Byron hoisted Scarlett’s tiny body over his shoulder and used his free hand to pull them both atop the black beauty. Byron gave the horse a slight kick of his spur, and they were immediately off to the clinic.

* * * *

They reached the door just as Leo began to shift back to his human form. Hardly giving any thought as to how naked he was, he opened the door quickly and ran in, immediately rummaging through the supplies in the cabinets and drawers.

“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck…,” he kept chanting aloud, feeling the flood of emotional distress washing over him like painfully hot oil.

What the fuck was he doing? He was actually panicking, an emotion that had never once come over him as a doctor. His collected, professional side kept reminding him of the rules of his medical training. Stay calm, unattached, focused in on the task at hand, do not let emotion get in the way of a patient’s well-being.

Byron softly placed their poor little mate onto the medical table. Twice in two days. What the fuck kind of mates are we? Leo pushed back the strain of insecurity he felt, along with the panic flooding his brain at the sight of Scarlett so sick, unable to sheath in his professional-doctor mode.

Scarlett was his mate, and he desperately wanted to liberate his building emotions and hold her close to him. But she was also his patient. He had a job to do, and that was to save lives. And this one just happened to be the most precious life on the face of the damn Earth.

He threw on a pair of extra scrub pants he’d left in a drawer then continued searching frantically for the general antidote.

Chapter 6

“Sugar? Can you hear me?”

She had to be dreaming. Why was she hearing Rhett’s voice? He was supposed to be in Houston. She slowly opened her eyes as she felt a rough, masculine hand caress her cheek gently. It was as if the man was afraid to break her.

Her heart leapt as her eyes confirmed what her ears told her was true. There, leaning over her as he sat on Leo’s giant bed, was Rhett. And as much of a pompous, arrogant jerk he could be at times, at that moment, she felt as if her spirit had been resuscitated at the sight of him.

“Rhett!” Scarlett sprung up from the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight. She gave little notice to the fact she was completely naked, draped only in a bed sheet. Her tears flowed freely as she clenched his pearl-button shirt tight in her fists.

The last thing she remembered was getting violently ill to the point she’d thought she’d die, and now she was waking up to Rhett’s angelic, pretty-boy face. Suddenly, the event that had happened mattered little when she was actually holding her mate, her soul mate, right there in her arms.

When she pulled away, she was beyond shocked to see his chin slightly trembling with emotion, despite his not crying freely as she was. His blue eyes were misty, but he quickly gave her a broad smile as if to distract her from the tears threatening to spill.

“Feeling better, candy pants?” he asked as he visibly tried to keep himself together.

Scarlett rolled her eyes and playfully slapped his arm. “Same ol’ Rhett. You just had to throw in a chauvinistic remark in there to justify how extremely in love with me you are,” she teased and shook her head as she smirked.

“You already know me too well.” He gave her a charming wink and leaned in to softly kiss her lips. He pulled away, and she watched as his friendly smile slowly faded and his darkening orange eyes darted down to her hardened nipples, clearly visible through the thin fabric she held against her. “Mmm,” he moaned as he leaned in and inhaled.

His tongue snaked out and very, very slowly licked the skin between her breasts as if savoring her flavor. Scarlett’s pussy immediately responded by providing a dollop of cream onto the bed sheets. She giggled as she was reminded how stained Leo’s Egyptian cotton bed sheets had became after she and all her mates had made love their first night together.

Rhett brought his mouth to hers and immediately began to dominate the kiss, and it turned into something raw and wild, just like Rhett himself. Her big, horny cowboy never kissed her slowly and teasingly the way his triplet, Sonny, always did. He didn’t sprinkle her lips with light, little pecks before gently pushing his tongue into her mouth—that was Levi’s signature. Rhett wasn’t the romantic type in the sense of spooning and kissing her sweetly. His idea of romance was all about sex, sex, and, oh yeah, sex. Giving Scarlett multiple orgasms as his six brothers watched was how he knew to show his love, and at that moment, Scarlett wasn’t about to argue.

He fisted his hand in her hair to pull her closer, and she immediately felt the raging, rock-hard erection he’d already grown since touching her. He moaned loudly as he ground his denim-clad cock over her sheet-covered thigh.

Scarlett moved her hand slowly down his tight white T-shirt, and as she did, she felt every hard muscle flex at her touch. She stopped when she met the button of his jeans. She sighed with passion when she heard his breath hitch just as she unfastened it.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

The dark, angry voice was the last thing Scarlett heard before her eyes flew open, and her jaw dropped as she watched Devlin grab Rhett by the back of his shirt and hurl him onto the bedroom floor.

“She’s just done being sick, you selfish prick! Give her some goddamn space, and tame that fucking mastodon’s trunk in your pants!” Devlin’s eyes burned orange and dark with his raging bull, but Scarlett couldn’t help but giggle when they immediately turned soft as he turned toward her.

“Hey, kitten,” he said as softly as his husky voice could go then walked over and sat next to her on the bed. He tenderly brushed the ends of her bangs out of her eyes. “We all got here as soon as we could. The moment you got ill, we all felt it. It was the most awful feeling I’d ever felt. We just grabbed the two cows we’d bought and headed out. We were supposed to meet with the horse breeder late tonight, but that can wait. You’re the most important thing to us, now and forever.”

He then kissed her as if his life depended on it, his large hands grasping her shoulders tightly as he delved deeper into her mouth. She moaned at the pleasure-pain of his intimidating strength. She would never think pain could feel so damn good, but Devlin was her dark Master, and the intensity he radiated only had her begging for more.

Rhett’s announcement had her breaking the kiss, and she didn’t miss the way Devlin growled in anger from the separation. “I’m not going to Houston tomorrow, so I get to be right here with you.” Rhett’s eyes roamed her body. “Or more like in you, should I say.”

Scarlett laughed as Devlin angrily threw a pillow at his face. It made a loud sound, and it was obvious Devlin had thrown the soft thing with some major strength.

“Ow! That kinda hurt, bro.” Rhett shot daggers at Devlin with his now green eyes.

“That’s the fucking point, you damn pansy,” replied Devlin.

At that moment, Levi, Sonny, and Denzel walked into her room. She felt her body heat at their simple presence, and she held out her arms as soon as she saw them. They all came rushing over to her, Levi on her right, Sonny on her left, and Denzel with his head resting on her lap as he clung to her thighs tightly.

She immediately felt complete, whole again. All her men were in the house they shared. Except—

“Hey there, Sleeping Beauty.” Her head snapped toward the soothing voice coming from the doorway.

Seeing Leo was like waking up to wrapped, big bow-topped gifts under a Christmas tree as a child. She felt coziness, comfort, excitement, and pure elatedness. He gave off the ultimate paternal air, and something inside her young mind couldn’t help but be pulled toward it. Although she was still trying to remember who she was before the cliff-falling accident, she had a feeling she’d needed someone to take care of her for a long time now.

He came over to her and pulled her head into his chest as he stood at her bedside. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his thick waist for several moments before he spoke. “Oh, baby girl, I was so scared.” She pulled away to look up into his beautiful, concerned face. “Do you remember anything? Anything that can help us figure out how this all happened?”

“Well, I remember a woman. I was going to buy you all a gift, and then I remember getting sick.” Most of it seemed to be a blur once she’d fallen to the ground in agonizing pain after she’d tested the lube.

Levi, Sonny, and Denzel all scooted down the bed to make room for Leo to sit. He held her hand gently in his before he looked into her eyes. Her pulse began beating frantically because she could tell from the looks on all of their faces that what he was about to say was not something she was going to want to hear.

“Baby girl, you were poisoned.”

Scarlett felt as though her stomach dropped to her feet as she ripped her hand from his. “I–I was what?”

“When Byron found you, you were holding a bottle of red lube in your hand. Is that what the woman gave you?”

Scarlett felt her breath quicken at the realization that she had once again been the target of a mysterious person. She tried her best to gather her thoughts as they all came crashing down on her. She was being chased.

“Y–yes, she came by, and she was such a nice lady. I didn’t let her in, but she was selling sex toys and gifts, and she’d insisted on me sampling the apple-flavored lube. Suddenly, I was on the floor throwing up everywhere.”

She shook her head in frustration. She was getting so fucking fed up of all the aftereffects of the amnesia, despite the condition seeming to get better since yesterday. “The rest is such a haze.” She began to sob, more in anger than in sadness. “Why does this keep happening to me? I don’t understand. Maybe I was a bad person before, and I just can’t remember it.”

She grabbed Leo close again as the other five men sat back on the bed, surrounding her as they each gently massaged various parts of her body as if trying to calm her emotions.

Sonny grabbed her waist from behind as he scooted closer into their embrace. “Aw, sweet cakes, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. I can’t stand when you’re not happy.” His words soothed her, but she still couldn’t stop the soft sobs escaping her throat. “Oh, baby, please look at me.”

Scarlett knew her face had to have looked a hot mess with as much crying as she was doing, but she turned to face him anyway. Sonny held her face in his hands as he looked deep into her eyes, a rare serious expression on his face.

“As long as you are with us, Scarlett, we will do everything in our power to protect you. Oh, honey,” he cooed as he stroked a falling tear away from her cheek, “you really have no idea how precious you are to us, how priceless.” He grabbed her hand and kissed her palm. “The moment you are hurt, so are we. And we can’t be having that, now can we?”

He smiled and winked at her as she laughed. That was Sonny, though. Always the sunshine of the room. And he was right. How could she be sitting here feeling sorry for herself when she had seven—seven!—Texas cowboy longhorn-shifters who claimed to worship the ground she walked on?

So she did what felt natural. She wiped her tears away with her hands and held her head high. “You’re right, my sweet mate.” She leaned in and gave Sonny a slow kiss, immediately pulling a moan from him. She then rested her forehead against his, her hands cradling either side of his handsome face as she looked into his aquamarine eyes. “I have the sexiest cowboys in Texas, and I’ll be damned if anyone gets in the way of that.”

She jumped in surprise when Levi suddenly came over, grabbed her, and claimed her lips with his. He smiled at her when he moved back. “That’s my girl.” His face beamed with adoration.

“We’ll found out who this woman is, kitten,” said Devlin, anger still written all over his features. “Let’s just hope I can resist the urge to snap her neck when I see her. Fucking bitch.” Devlin’s chest was heaving. As large and terrifying as he was, he was just about the sexiest damn thing she’d ever remembered seeing.

She pulled away from the other men on the bed and slowly crawled a knee-step over to Devlin’s stiff body like a feline ready to seduce her prey. She held the sheet against her chest with one hand to cover her large breasts, but her position had her bare ass facing the other brothers. She ignored the way they all growled primitively. She had to take care of her big, mean devil before her other angels.

“Oh, Devlin, so protective.” She purred as she brushed a thumb over his plump bottom lip when she reached him.

He immediately slapped her hand away from his mouth. “You’re my mate, goddamn it,” he snapped in anger. Still, Scarlett’s body hummed with sexual energy instead of the fear her logical brain was telling her to feel. He sighed heavily before continuing, “Just the thought of another person besides my brothers touching you makes me want to rip someone’s head and spine out of their fucking body.”

She couldn’t help how turned on she was getting from his anger, his possessiveness. She couldn’t remember anyone ever feeling that way about her. And she was willing to bet that in the past, no one really did.

His eyes darted all around the floor as if he were conjuring up a revenge plan on the mystery woman who had nearly killed her. She could practically see the wheels turning in his head. He definitely needed a little bit of distraction.

“You mean, if someone touches these?” She straightened, allowing the sheet to fall and expose her naked breasts in front of his face. The other five men practically ran to stand in front of her, and she heard the room fill with the sound of their hisses and groans at the sight of her beaded nipples and heavy tits.

She gasped in surprise when Devlin immediately grabbed them firmly in the blink of an eye. Her shifters were much quicker than the average human man, and it took some getting used to. “Especially these,” he replied. His beast growled loudly then held her gaze as he snaked his tongue out to lave her left nipple.

She moaned at his caress and at the glowing eyes of the other men in the room watching them. It was as if ten fireballs were burning at the sight of her every curve.

“And what about this?” She moved the rest of the sheet to the side to reveal her swollen pussy. As soon as she did it, Devlin tackled her to the bed. But just before she fell to the mattress, his large, strong arm snaked around her at lightning speed and caught her, softening the fall at the last second. She squealed at the surprise, but she wasn’t scared. She loved it. She was his mate, and she was his to do with as he pleased.

As he looked her over for a few brief moments, she realized he was still trying his best to be careful with her. She saw the Dom beast swirling in his eyes that ached to lose its control, and yet he still put her well-being before his own desires. She silently cursed that dumb old bitch for poisoning her and bringing her that much further from being fully dominated by Devlin.

He moved to her side to continue his assault, and she could tell from the animalistic groans he was making that part of his shifter was about to come out. He sucked hard on each of her nipples as she watched his sweet-natured twin walk over and part her thighs before lying between them.

She looked into Denzel’s eyes as his face lowered down to her wet cunt. Just as she watched Denzel snake his tongue out, her attention was snapped back to Devlin when she heard him release her nipple with a loud pop. A brief, pained cry come from him as his longhorns sprouted out.

When they were released, Scarlett gasped in fear when she noticed they were almost at full length.

“Devlin,” she whimpered in worry.

But she watched as his breathing became more controlled, and the horns retracted until they weren’t more than a foot long.

She suddenly cried out as she felt a warm, eager mouth consume her pussy. She looked down, and as always, Denzel looked at her with love and obsession. His horns had sprouted a foot, as well, while she had kept her attention on his twin brother.

She went to prop herself up on her elbows to get more into the action of the room, but Leo’s hand was quickly at her chest, pulling her back down to the mattress. “Don’t even think about it, baby girl. Tonight is about taking you gently.”

“Ooh,” she groaned and closed her eyes as she felt Denzel begin to tongue-fuck her pussy hole. She felt embarrassed at the amount of juice gushing from her pussy, but if Denzel’s humming was any indication, he didn’t mind it one bit. She opened them to look at Leo again. “But I don’t want y’all to fuck me gently.”

“Neither do we,” Sonny said with a smile as he came to sit on her other side. He removed his Stetson, revealing his boyish blond curls, then bent down to suck the breast currently unoccupied by Devlin. She moaned his name, and he appeared to lose control as the orange of his eyes changed from glowing to matte burnt.

“Oh yeah.” He hissed as he came up for breath, and his short horns sprouted.

He grabbed at her breast as he looked down at her with his orange eyes and massaged her large tit in his hand. “I love these tits. So soft,” he whispered before going back to his task at hand—pleasuring his mate.

She fought to keep her eyes open as she met Leo’s, Rhett’s, and Levi’s fiery gazes. They began to fish out their enormously large, almost scary, hard-ons. Her men wasted no time pumping their dicks vigorously in their large fists as they watched Denzel eat her pussy while Devlin and Sonny sucked and jiggled her full breasts.

“I got an idea of how we can take care of my favorite little patient,” said Leo. He lovingly brushed her hair back as she moaned from the pleasures shaking throughout her body. “Let’s very gently get her on her stomach and give her some of our cure-all.”

Slowly and carefully, several hands grabbed and turned her to lie on her belly. She wondered what they had in store for her. They were being so soft and careful with her, even more so than when she’d lost her virginity to them. She smiled as she let her cheek rest against the pillow while the men carefully positioned her body so that she was spread eagle with her arms outreached before her. She heard the bedside table drawer open and close, and there was a long pause. Then she groaned as she felt twelve hands begin to knead her flesh.

Holy shit, it felt like heaven. Each man had rubbed massage oil on their hands, and the lavender scent filled her senses, instantly relaxing her. Suddenly, all her worries and fears were out of the window, if only for the night.

Just as her mind began to drift, she felt something odd replace their hands. It was like six satin-covered metal rods were rolling all over her back, arms, and legs. She immediately realized the men were now kneeling all around her on the mattress as they continued to massage her with their rock-hard cocks!

All six men moaned loudly, and those moans quickly turned into animalistic growls as they rubbed their cocks over each aching muscle of her backside. She lifted her head and saw they all were sporting their short horns as each pair of glowing, dark-orange eyes roamed her body as they humped her aches away.

She loved the way Devlin’s wide cock would spank her right ass cheek every now and then. Rhett humped her left ass cheek as it kneaded that large, sore muscle. His body was already covered in sweat, and she could tell he was trying with everything he had to be slow with her. A part of her wished he would just straddle her from behind and thrust his large cock into her dripping wet pussy, but she was enjoying her dick massage so much.

Could this moment seriously get any better?

She turned her head toward the door when she heard it creak open. There, in all his naked, gorgeous glory, was her Byron. Although his cock was jutting out like a lethal samurai sword, when she looked at his face, she saw a sadness, maybe even guilt.

“Come here, my mate,” she purred as she hooked a finger to instruct him over. For some reason, she wasn’t surprised when he simply shook his head no then scooted a chair closer to the bed and sat down. The sad look on his face never left even while he began to stroke his cock as he watched the other men massage her.

Just when she was about to protest his distant behavior, she jumped and whimpered at the sudden, wet feeling of a tongue and a set of full lips devouring her asshole. Just as she suspected, Rhett had given up a little control and had decided rubbing her ass cheek with his cock just wasn’t enough for him. It wasn’t enough for her, either. She slowly rolled onto her back and opened her thighs wider.

* * * *

Byron wanted so badly to join his brothers in their fawning and caring of their gorgeous mate, their perfect little woman. But he couldn’t get the guilt out of his mind. All he kept thinking of was how he shouldn’t have left her alone. He should have stayed up and made sure no one harmed a hair on her pretty head. He shouldn’t have been so selfish and careless.

This was exactly why he didn’t feel worthy of Scarlett. As her shifter mate, he could feel her insecurity regarding his love toward her, even his like toward her. She couldn’t be more wrong. What he felt for Scarlett may not have been something he knew how to voice, but even if he was a normal man with normal emotional capabilities, he doubted anyone could. She was his air, his water, the reason he felt the stirring of something odd when he woke up at night, like a candle lit in his darkness.

He’d lived the last forty years of his life mostly alone and had little interaction with people. Every year the same, working the nightly ranch duties. He’d dabbled in rodeo a bit, but he didn’t have the passion for it that his reckless twin and triplet brothers did. His heart was the ranch, the animals, the duties. Although lonely, it had led him to live a Zen-like existence. Indifference and calmness, that was Byron. But then there was her.

Although his mind felt one way, his cock was definitely feeling another. It was bright purple and pulsing with the need to feel his mate’s pussy sheathed around it. He pumped his hand harder around his veined shaft as he did his best to relieve the ache. He knew it wouldn’t work, knew a shifter could only be fully satisfied by his mate, before and after meeting her. He just didn’t deserve to touch her, especially now.

His balls tightened as he studied her blissful, beautifully contorted face. Her eyelashes were very thick and long, he realized, as they rested on her high cheekbones. They opened for just a brief moment, her bright blue eyes flashing and her lower lip quivering, as he watched Rhett kneel beside Denzel between her thighs. Denzel moved his head up to begin to strum her clit with the tip of his tongue while Rhett began to finger her pussy. Leo knelt down to kiss her passionately, making her groan louder in response. Making Byron’s dick pulse harder in its response.

Jesus, she was beautiful. So innocent, yet so accepting of them. If only he were the kind of man who could tell her.

* * * *

Leo loved the little whimpers and pleas coming from his baby girl’s mouth. The mouth he had trained. The pussy he had trained was being well loved by his two little brothers at the moment. He stopped kissing her then slowly walked to the foot of the bed.

Leo squatted low on the ground right behind where Denzel and Rhett were kneeling as they ate Scarlett’s sweet pussy.

“Mmm, how does that pussy taste, boys?”

“Delicious,” replied Rhett before quickly burying his head into her cunt to join his finger. Scarlett moaned in appreciation, such a lovely sound.

“Sweeter than any muffin I’ve ever had,” said Denzel when he came up for air.

From where he was squatting, Scarlett’s stretched-open pussy was displayed eye level on the mattress right in front of his face. He’d barely have to reach out his hand to touch that dripping piece of paradise.

Leo watched for several moments as the wet spot beneath her creamy, tight ass grew larger as Denzel and Rhett feasted and fingered her.

Leo knew what had to be done. She needed to conjure another memory like last time, which meant all seven of them needed to shoot their cum onto or into her tiny, curvaceous body. That was the only way they could all learn more about her past and about the people who were after her for whatever reason. Just another excuse to love fucking their mate even more.

He got to his feet and put a hand on each of his brother’s shoulders. “Denzel, go switch places with Sonny. Sonny, I need you to fuck Scarlett’s pussy,” he ordered. “I know you’ll more likely be the best at taking her gently.”

Sonny’s eyes lit up like a giddy schoolboy as Scarlett’s tit fell from his mouth. “I’d be happy to.” He grinned widely as he came to stand between Scarlett’s thighs. At this point, Rhett moved to the side of Scarlett’s hips to make room but continued to suck on her puffy, hooded pearl.

“Not yet,” Leo said softly as Sonny began to move toward her with his violently twitching cock. Sonny paused and looked over his shoulder to give Leo a disappointed look. “Let’s get her on her side and hold her down as steady as we can if we’re going to be careful with her.”

“No”—Scarlett protested between her moans—“I need it rough.”

Devlin spanked Scarlett’s left tit with a loud smack. She gasped at the sudden punishment from the devilish twin. “You don’t get a say in this right now, especially when it comes to your safety.”

Scarlett looked at a loss for words and only nodded her cooperation.

Each man briefly broke contact from whatever body part they were pleasuring to allow her to move to her right side. As soon as she did, Leo moved to the left side of the bed and lay down behind her, his erection pressed tightly against her back as he gently embraced her. The contact had him growling involuntarily. It was so unlike being with any other woman before. No woman in his past, no matter how attractive or sexually talented, held a candle to his Scarlett.

“Just relax, darlin’. Don’t move too much. We’ll do it all for you,” Leo whispered in her ear as he rubbed her soft arm. He’d felt the goose bumps almost immediately when he began to talk. He grabbed on to her hips firmly and nodded his signal to Sonny.

Sonny gladly followed his signal and lay chest-to-chest with Scarlett before he, too, firmly grabbed her hips. He wanted her to move as little as possible and to only feel and be pleasured.

She and Sonny immediately began to kiss passionately the moment they were close enough to reach each other. It made Leo happy beyond words to see two people he loved so much be so in love with each other. Damn, they were so fucking lucky.

Sonny was the only other brother with almost as much self-control as he himself had. His little brother would be much too concerned with making Scarlett smile than getting too caught up in his own pleasure to fully pay attention to her needs.

Leo chose to take her ass since he’d be the best at making sure it was done painlessly while still pumping pleasure into her tight hole with his large, experienced cock.

He leaned up to reach over the kissing couple to grab the bottle of lube, nontoxic, of course. He moaned as he rubbed the lube over his long cock. He rubbed some between Scarlett’s ass cheeks then smiled at how she slightly flinched when the cool gel met her creamy, alabaster skin. Still so damn new to the game.

He tapped Sonny on the shoulder to get his attention. His brother broke the kiss he was sharing with their mate to look at him in confusion when Leo handed him the lube bottle.

“I want you to use this, as well. It’s only been a day since she lost her virginity to us, so she’s still very tight,” Leo explained. “I just want to spoil her tonight. I don’t want our sexy baby girl to lift a finger.” He nuzzled his nose into the nape of Scarlett’s neck, and she whimpered at the sensation.

Mmm, cinnamon and honeydew.

* * * *

Scarlett couldn’t move an inch. Sonny and Leo held her so tight and steady around her hips she knew she wasn’t going to be able to contribute as much as she’d like to. But if they really wanted to spoil her tonight, who was she to argue?

Sonny scooted down the mattress until his face was level with her perfectly trimmed pussy. Just the sight of his blond head hovering over her cunt had her sighing in anticipation. His smile was replaced by a thin line of his lips as he concentrated on rubbing the lube around her pussy hole. As soon as he began to swirl his finger slowly inside her, her thighs began to noticeably tremble from the intense pleasure. It made her feel so self-conscious, but she couldn’t control the twitching muscles no matter how much she tried. She and Sonny both moaned simultaneously as he entered his lubed finger all the way inside of her.

“Fuck, she is still tight,” he said although his eyes were closed as if trying to imprint the feel of her pussy channel around his finger into his memory. He slowly opened them to look her in the eyes. The glowing orange was something she was getting used to, even loving, because of how it represented the effect she had on the seven of them.

As he kept their eye contact, he moved back up the mattress until they were face-to-face again. He dropped his head to suck on her throat while Leo continued to flick his amazing tongue around the back. It felt like her skin was crawling with glowing, friendly ants.

Suddenly, she felt a rough hand on her left knee. When she turned her head away from Sonny’s kiss, she saw Devlin was the one touching her.

“Keep your knees just like this for me,” Devlin commanded, indicating the way her knees were slightly bent with one resting on the side of the other, her thighs together. She immediately nodded. She didn’t know for the life of her what the hell he planned to do, but it didn’t matter. She was his slave, and she’d agree to anything that promised her pleasure. And he always did.

Leo and Sonny didn’t stop necking her as Devlin moved to the other side of the bed then climbed onto the mattress. He knelt behind her feet, which were softly lying atop of each other.

“Toss me that,” he told Sonny, who then tossed him the lube. While keeping her feet in their position, he slowly lifted them and squirted the cold gel between her arches.

Still not understanding his plan, she continued to watch him even though she could feel her body tense at the way Leo gently rubbed the outer muscle of her oiled asshole. She felt her eyes widen as Devlin then squirted his enormously girthy cock with the lube, as well, before fucking the arches of her feet! She gasped in shock because not only had she’d never even thought of such an act, but she couldn’t believe how every nerve ending he was rubbing against seemed to send a thrill of desire straight to her throbbing clit.

Then she felt Leo slowly enter a finger into her ass, causing her to slightly whimper at the intrusion. He held it still as she slowly adjusted, and Sonny took the opportunity to run the head of his cock along her wet slit, slicking his dick with the pussy-juice-and-lube concoction.

She felt Leo enter two fingers and then felt her body tense at the pressure. Sonny must have felt her tremors because he then began to lightly pinch her clit in a successful effort to distract her.

“Oh yes, fuck me, my mates,” she pleaded when Sonny’s fingers gripped the flesh of her hips tighter as he slowly inched his big cock into her ready pussy. With so much lubrication dripping from her, it was almost painless. Almost. She hissed just before Sonny began to kiss her.

“Shh, just feel it, baby girl,” Leo encouraged from behind.

She allowed her body to relax, and her cunt and ass were soon stretched comfortably enough to feel the ecstasy of the men penetrating her.

She moaned in pleasure as Devlin’s thrusts increased in between her feet, his growls growing louder with each motion. She could tell he was using every amount of control he had to keep his beast tame because when she broke from Sonny’s kiss again, she noticed Devlin’s horns slowly growing longer before he’d finally take a deep sigh and they’d retract back to a foot long again.

Rhett crawled onto the bed then straddled her thighs, one knee in front of Leo’s and his left resting on the mattress between Sonny’s and Scarlett’s.

“You want to see another advantage of you being mated to bull-shifters?” Rhett asked as he wiggled his eyebrows playfully at her.

Scarlett was much too caught up in the sensation of Leo’s lubed cock slowly making its way into her tight ass for her to talk, so she just nodded eagerly.

Her jaw dropped as she saw a thick, long tongue snake out of Rhett’s mouth to swipe the top of his forehead before retreating back to his mouth. He laughed at what she guessed was a shocked expression she was suddenly wearing.

“Now let me show you,” Rhett stated as he lowered his head.

At that point, Leo’s cock was about halfway inside her ass, and Sonny was lovingly nuzzling her neck and caressing her face as he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy.

Rhett’s face hovered above her chest before his tongue came out for another shocking appearance. He carefully lowered it until he was strumming her left nipple with the wet tip.

Out of nowhere, an orgasm came crashing throughout her, and she reached for Sonny’s horns to support herself as her body rode through the flashes of climax. Rhett gave her breasts one final lick before moving off the bed to continue jacking off.

“May I?” Denzel asked shyly as he walked up to the bed and nodded toward her swollen breasts. “My longhorn is aching for a taste of my mate.”

“Yes,” Scarlett hissed just as Devlin came with a loud roar that vibrated the walls. Her feet were now covered in his warm, thick seed, and once he grabbed a shirt off the floor to wipe her down with, she turned her attention back to Denzel.

“Now,” she demanded, and her pussy creamed at the way his eyes lit up at her dominance. Somehow—Scarlett guessed through their mating bond—she was able to instinctively know that was what Denzel secretly craved. To be submissive to her desires.

Denzel licked his lips as he reached between her and Sonny to fondle her full breasts as he continued to masturbate over her. She moaned his name, and he pinched her sensitive nipples in response. She felt her body clench, and Leo’s thrusts became faster though she was still held completely still by his and Sonny’s hands. The rapid scraping of their two cocks separated by a thin membrane inside her had her coming again. Leo’s low groan soon followed as he came inside her ass. He rested his moist forehead against her shoulder blade as he struggled to regain his normal breathing pattern.

“Holy shit,” Denzel suddenly screamed in surprise as he began to shoot his cum all over her tits. Scarlett reveled in the warm streams covering her body. He suddenly flushed with embarrassment. “I guess watching you come is just too much for me to keep control.”

Scarlett smiled at him in reassurance, and she felt Leo slowly back away from her body. Leo’s cock was quickly replaced by Rhett’s long, wet tongue. She could hear him jerking off as he ate her ass from behind. She wrapped her arms around Sonny’s neck as he continued to piston his cock in and out of her soaking cunt. She closed her eyes as she allowed him to use her body for his pleasure. He was so strong. Every time she’d try to match his thrusts with her own, he’d only grip her hips tighter.

“No work for you.” Sonny panted and groaned in her ear as his tongue licked her neck and outer ear hungrily.

When she opened her eyes, her heart almost broke when they landed on Byron, still sitting in the chair beside the bed. “Byron,” she whimpered, longing for his touch. “Please let me help you.”

Despite the throbbing, blood-engorged, thick cock he pumped in his hands and the sight of his sweat-covered body, he growled, “No!”

There was no doubt by the look in his orange eyes that he didn’t really mean it. He was letting something get to him, but she was determined to taste him, anyway. “Just let me lick your balls, Byron. I just want to help.”

He hesitated only a moment before standing and walking over her until his heavy balls hung just within her tongue’s reach. She made a mental note of what he’d obviously found hard to turn down.

I guess men like their balls licked more than I’d imagined.

His body jerked at the first contact of her wet tongue on his tight balls. He gripped the hair at the side of her head as he continued to jerk off. “Oh, fuck yeah, Scarlett. Use that pretty mouth of yours, darlin’.”

She licked until she felt his balls tighten even more. She then gently sucked each one into her mouth as she rubbed the tip of her nose back and forth across his sac, loving the musky, masculine scent of her mate.

Byron suddenly pulled away. “Open your mouth.”

She dropped her jaw open, and he groaned in ecstasy as he came inside her mouth while she eagerly swallowed.

“Mmm.” Their cum was so much sweeter than she’d thought it would be before she’d given them her first blow job. Byron backed away slowly, his chest heaving, then dropped his limp body back into the chair he’d sat in before. His head flopped back against the back of the chair as a sated calmness took over his features. She felt satisfaction with the way he looked to be enjoying his post-orgasmic buzz.

Her attention was brought back to the sensation of her pussy channel being stretched further. She watched Sonny’s smile contort with his orgasm, his face flushing as his large cock pumped inside her violently.

“Oh, fuck, I love you!” he cried out ecstatically. He twitched as the last of his seed filled her body.

“Rhett, finish fucking Scarlett’s pussy,” Leo ordered gently from where he now stood beside the bed, watching them all take their turn with her. “Levi, finish your load in her ass. You still haven’t had the chance to experience our mate’s tight little hole.” He then turned his attention back to her, his eyes a fiery glow, and she noticed he’d become hard once again since pounding her little ass into oblivion. He gave her a warm, loving smile. “You’re doing great, baby girl.”

“Just like you taught me, Doc.” Scarlett panted heavily as Sonny was quickly replaced by Rhett, and she felt Levi take his position behind her.

Leo chuckled. “That’s right, darlin’. Just like I taught you.”

Rhett softly turned her head by her chin until she was looking at him. “I want you to look into my eyes as we come together.”

She felt her brown knit in confusion. “How do you know we’ll—”

“Trust me,” he stated, cutting her off. “Now, don’t move. Levi and I will make sure you don’t, anyway.” He gripped her hips firmly, and Levi did the same from behind. “I can hear your cunt calling my name.”

She was about to roll her eyes until they were shocked into a widened state when he unexpectedly impaled her pussy in one thrust, immediately resting the head of his cock at the hilt.

“Rhett!” she cried out in surprise.

He immediately began to thrust in and out of her body quickly, his whole body blushing with his exertions. “See”—he panted—“I told you she was calling my name.”

Her body was held completely still by her two mates as Rhett’s giant dick fucked her like a Texas oil drill on a mission, even as he lifted one hand to jiggle each of her tits in his hand. “Damn, baby, I love fucking your cunt senseless.” She moaned at his vulgar, offensive language, finding it oddly arousing. Damn, Leo was right. She was a bad girl.

“I can’t wait to fuck this tiny little asshole,” Levi whispered in her ear as she felt his fingers spread Rhett’s saliva around her back entrance. He pushed a finger inside her asshole fairly easily, and he groaned in satisfaction. “Fuck yeah, I love when my mate is nice and ready for me. Just like when I first laid eyes on you.” Her heart swelled at his mention of when they’d first seen each other right before she felt the blunt head of his cock push inside her ass. It was much less painful than when Leo had just done it since she was nice and stretched now. “Damn, that’s such a fucking tight grip.” He breathed heavily against the back of her neck, sending chills throughout the surface of her skin.

The two triplets quickly found a delicious rhythm as they fucked her little body, still so new to fucking at all. She felt Rhett’s mouth suck the side of her neck, his long tongue massaging the skin. She knew she’d receive her first hickey from him, and she didn’t mind one bit. Levi turned her head toward him as he took her lips in his, and she could tell they were all three about to finish coming together.

She broke Levi’s kiss to look deep into Rhett’s eyes the entire time, and she noticed they almost burned red at the peak of his climax. Soon, her vision was blinded as another climax crashed down onto her when she felt her ass flood with Levi’s cum, exploding her into a million sparkles of cries and convulsions. She’d thought looking at him as they came together had sounded too intimidating, but as they did it, she couldn’t believe how comfortable she was doing it. Just like mates should be.

They continued to hold her close for several more moments, allowing her body to relax.

“Wow, that was incred—” Suddenly, she gasped as another image flooded her vision.

She saw herself talking to someone on the driver’s side of a black truck. She couldn’t see who it was, but in the distance, she saw a large, green piece of land with a wide, glass-roofed building in the center. She could tell from the skyscrapers surrounding them they were in a large city. A giant, abstract sculpture sat in front of the tall building.

A cold, damp cloth against the side of her cheek had her coming back to her current reality. The vision slowly faded just as she watched herself climb into the black truck wearing the clothes the men had rescued her in.

When her vision cleared, she looked around to see all seven of the men were standing around her, some still naked and some with their boxer-briefs now on. She also saw they’d covered her nude body with a warm fleece blanket.

“Come on, guys, give her some room,” Leo instructed.

She didn’t miss how each man hesitated as if they were going to argue before following the doctor’s instructions. Leo kept wiping her face with the damp hand towel.

“Shh, it’s okay, darlin’. You’re safe here with us. Breathe, baby,” he crooned, and until then she hadn’t realized how shallow her breathing had become. She inhaled deeply then exhaled slowly. Pride immediately lit her eldest mate’s face. “Thata girl. Just relax now.”

She nodded as she continued the breathing exercise, and she looked over in time to see sweet Denzel running through the bedroom door, naked as a jaybird but carrying a glass of ice water. She felt his twin, Devlin, lift her shoulders so that she sat a little upright.

“Here, my queen,” Denzel whispered as he knelt beside the bed and brought the glass to her lips. She took a tiny sip before nodding him away, which he patiently complied with.

“Did you see anything, darlin’?” Levi sat at the foot of the bed and began to massage her calves through the blanket, her mate’s touch instantly calming her.

She felt Sonny place several more thick, long pillows behind her back so that she was able to rest comfortably back while still able to sit up.

“Yes, a truck,” she began, and all the men came a little closer, curiosity and impatience written on all their features. “I saw myself getting into a black truck, but I couldn’t see the driver. I did see that we were in a very big city of some kind.”

“Did you notice anything distinguishable in the surroundings?” Rhett asked as he wrapped his naked, damp body in a plush robe that had hung on the door hook.

Scarlett squeezed her eyes shut for a second to urge her memories back. “Yes, a sculpture of some kind stood in the distance. It was giant, and it stood in front of a wide building.”

“Can you describe the sculpture?” Leo pulled a plain white T-shirt over his head.

“Ugh, well, I’m not sure how to describe it. It was very abstract. It almost looked like a mountain made of several rods with a knot entwined in the middle of them. Does that make any sense?” Even as she said it, it had barely made sense to her.

“Holy shit, that’s the Nasher Sculpture Center!” Denzel exclaimed from beside the bed. All the men turned their attention to him, immediately making him blush brightly. “What? Everyone knows that.” When all the men didn’t stop staring at him accusingly, he rolled his eyes. “Fine. So I go there from time to time to clear my head. What’s the big deal?”

Scarlett gasped as she processed his words. “So it’s Dallas, then?”

“Yes,” Devlin replied. “It’s in the Art District downtown.”

“Who was driving?” This came from Byron who still stood a safe distance from her. It bothered her deeply that he felt the need to be away from her, but she focused on the matter of hand.

“I–I don’t know. I couldn’t see his face.”

“He? So you know it was a man, then?” Devlin’s eyes flashed orange, quickly swamping the soft green color.

“Devlin, I refuse to continue until you calm yourself down.” She could see the vein on the side of his neck pulsing with anger, and it was distracting her too much to explain herself.

The large, grumpy man glanced away from her before leaning his heavy body against the back wall then closed his eyes as if to calm himself. She felt a beam of pride as she noted he was at least attempting to control his rage.

“Now like I was saying,” she continued as she turned her attention back to the good boys of the group. “I could see a man’s hand resting on the windowsill, but that’s all I could make out. It wasn’t an old hand, and he was white. I did notice he had on a black watch, but that’s all I was able to make out from the vision.”

“That’s still good news though,” Sonny pointed out optimistically. “At least we know you work downtown, and the man that hurt you is someone you know and work closely with. Maybe a coworker?”

Scarlett smiled at him, and he eagerly returned it with a wide one of his own. “Thank you, Sonny. I guess now that you say that, that is quite a bit we can work off of, right?”

Sonny reached over and brushed her cheek sweetly with the back of his hand. “Absolutely, baby. That vision is sure to be a big help in solving this mystery.”

She loved the way he lifted her self-esteem and her spirits, no matter what situation she was in.

“So when can we make it up to Dallas?” she asked then remembered that the twins and triplets had to return to Houston to retrieve the new horses. “I guess we’ll have to wait until you boys come back, though.”

She couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Figuring out she lived in Dallas was a huge step for her, and she was eager to investigate more into it.

“They can’t, but remember that I’ll be here.” Her heart leapt at Rhett’s words. She had totally forgotten he was staying. He must have seen the elation on her face. He cocked a brow then asked, “Road trip?”

She smiled and said, “Yep. Just me and you.”

She knew Leo and Byron would have a hard time taking the time off of their work at such a short notice, so she was extremely thankful for Rhett’s availability. Just another perk of being mated to seven men.

“Hmm,” Rhett hummed as he looked up at the ceiling and tapped a finger on his chin. “Me, Scarlett, the wide Texas roads, and a pickup truck. Sounds like makings of quite an adventure to me.” He gave her a suggestive look, and she gasped at the realization. She was about to be alone with the biggest, though sexiest, pervert she’d ever met.

Chapter 7

“To the new bride! Now, fairest of them all.” Dasha lifted her glass, and Alisa clicked champagne flutes with her mother in celebration. They both tilted their heads back to give a hearty laugh before they took a sip.

“Mmm”—Alisa refilled her glass after taking down the first in one gulp—“that’s right. Now no one’s eyes will be on anyone else but me at the wedding. No more worrying about some goody-two-shoes, spoiled little bitch stepdaughter taking my spotlight.” Although Alisa didn’t plan on staying married to the old coot for longer than a day, this was still her wedding, and she was determined to step on anyone’s toes to make sure it was an unforgettable event.

Mother sat down demurely on the chaise in front of the burning fireplace. “Just think, we’re going to have the best wedding this city has ever seen. And by your first morning as a married woman, it will also be your first morning as a poor, mourning little widow. Soon after, Scarlett’s death will be reported, and we’ll have more money than we’ll know what to do with.”

Alisa’s heart beat excitedly at just the thought of how easily their plan was now coming together. “The most amazing wedding one day, and a rich widow the next?” She chuckled. “Fucking the old man is sure going to be worth it.” She looked around the side table as she placed a menthol cigarette in between her lips.

“What are you looking for, dear?” Mother poured another glass of champagne.

“I just need something to light my cigarette.” She turned her attention to the dark-haired man pouring a scotch on the other side of the room. “Baby? Do you happen to have a lighter?”

“Yeah, baby, right here.” Todd turned with a devilish smirk across his alcohol-blushed face. It was the same look he gave her when he’d eat her pussy every time they’d sneak in the restroom for a quickie before Charlie noticed. She could feel her cunt gush cream onto her thong panty as he walked toward her.

“Why thank you, nurse.” She winked at him as he handed her the diamond-encrusted Zippo lighter Charlie had gifted her with on their second date. She watched with pleasure as lust danced in his dark eyes.

“Mmm, I think my favorite patient is due for her physical exam tonight.” He growled low in his chest as he cupped her pussy through the thin fabric of her dress before dropping his head down to lick the side of her neck.

“Oh,” she whimpered as his tongue grazed her cool skin. “And I think my favorite nurse is due for his cavity search.”

“Oh, fuck.” He moaned into her skin. She knew how much her lover loved to have his ass—

“I’m still sitting here, you little shits,” her mother cut in after a very annoyed throat clearing.

“Sorry, Dasha.” Todd’s face turned an even deeper crimson red, and he dropped his head to his chest, more in fear than shame, Alisa was willing to guess. “I guess I’m getting a little too buzzed to think clearly.”

“Hmph!” Mother turned her nose up and rolled her eyes. “I wonder what the excuse is for the other twenty hours of the day,” she mumbled.

Alisa couldn’t help but giggle as she wagged a finger at her mother. “Now, Mother, be nice. Todd has been very helpful with our little plan so far. We should show him some appreciation.”

She turned her head and watched as Todd’s youthful face lifted and beamed with pride.

Mother ashed her extra-long Virginia Slim cigarette in the nearby ashtray on the side table. “That’s funny because I could have sworn I had to travel across the damn country to finish the job your little boy toy couldn’t,” she said in her best sarcastic tone. Sarcasm was something she and her mother didn’t understand when they’d first came to the States, but they were quickly becoming experts.

Todd’s beaming smile disappeared in an instant. “Last night, I’d left the note for her at the nearest house like you told me to.” He again dropped his chin to his chest. So he looked a little too much like a nerdy young boy to be sexy. But at least he had proven to be valuable.

Mother jumped to her feet. “Except you didn’t have the balls to do the dirty work.”

“Mother!” Alisa scolded. “There’s no point in bringing that up right now when we’re supposed to be celebrating. The bottom line is the job is done.”

They all laughed heartily as they clinked their champagne glasses once again.

* * * *

“I want you to call me as soon as you get there, okay, baby?” Leo rested his forehead on hers as he gazed down on her.

She loved when his arms were wrapped around her. She felt so safe. Like nothing would live to see the light of day if they were to even touch her in the wrong way. Scarlett dreaded the next couple of moments when she would have to allow him to let her go, if only for the next day and a half.

“I promise.” She snuggled into his chest, and that familiar sharp pain of being away from her mates enveloped her. The tears began to flow freely before she even realized she’d begun to shed them. There was no doubt she would enjoy the alone time she’d have on the road trip with Rhett, but that didn’t make the separation any easier.

She faced the rest of the men, all looking as sad as she felt as they packed the truck with more than enough “necessities” for their detective trip to the city. Even sleep-faced Byron helped, having stayed up past his bed time to be able to bid her farewell.

“Hey, I got an idea!” Rhett’s voice broke through the heavy, awkward silence blanketing the ranch. “How about”—he walked over and gently pulled Scarlett from Leo and into his arms—“we get one more little bit of information out of our sexy little mate before we take off?”

“Jesus Christ, the man is a fucking sex parasite.” Devlin shook his head as he loaded a cooler of drinks and snacks Denzel had put together before turning his attention to Rhett. “Do you ever get enough?”

“Of Scarlett?” Rhett sounded almost shocked Devlin would ask such a thing. He looked down at her as he she snaked her arms around his muscular, tall form. “Never.” He turned back to the men. “Besides, it’s for educational purposes. We need all the help we can get, right? Not to mention it’ll wipe those pansy pouts off all your damn faces.”

“Well, if it’s for educational purposes…” She smiled as all seven brothers turned their glowing, orange eyes on her before she took off into the house, squealing as they chased her down the hall and into the nearest bedroom.

End of Book 2: Leo’s Crown

To be continued in

Book 3: Rhett’s Branding

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Lola grew up in small town Texas as the only girl in her family, thus harboring a healthy appetite for football and a great appreciation for the simple, rugged world of men. Her best friend describes her as “the guy’s girl in lace,” the one that can kick up her stilettos to enjoy a night of pigskin and Robert Rodriguez movies.

She is now a single mother working two jobs to support her childhood dream of being Meryl Streep in She-Devil.

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