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Didn't matter. Her decision had been made. She wanted

them. In some strange, unexplainable way, she
needed
them.

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"You'll grow to love us, you know," Nick said. "It's in your

blood. You may not believe it yet, but you will soon."

Love? She was halfway there already. Not just her body

was involved here. She'd never imagined falling in love with

two men. But now, all of a sudden, the idea seemed not only

plausible but necessary.

She needed Nick and Landon, not only physically but

emotionally.

Spiritually.

They were her destiny.

Yes
, she said to them in her mind.

Their minds melded together. They understood. They were

as one.

From nowhere, an orgasm built within her, her pussy

pulsed, her nipples strained, and rivers of boiling honey

whooshed through her veins. A second later, she soared into

the throes of climactic bliss.

We can do that for you.
Their voices chorused through her

soul.
We can make you come with our minds.

Ah, heaven! Nick's lips came down on hers in a ferocious

kiss. Landon's cock wedged between her ass cheeks.

Let us fuck you, baby
. Landon.

Yes. Please fuck me.

Both of us.
Nick.
Both of us in your pussy at the same

time. No condoms. Just the three of us. Together.

Could they? Would it work? Though wet as a waterfall, she

was only one woman. Only one pussy. A tight one, they had

told her.

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You will stretch and accommodate us. You were made for

us

Nick lifted her thigh, draped it over his sinewy forearm,

and eased his cock into her wet cunt. Ah, fullness. But room

existed for more. She could take two. Total satiety.

Nick backed her to the bed and lay down, Erin on top of

him, presenting her already full pussy to her other lover.

Landon's cock nudged her, and she reached behind her to

spread her pussy lips and welcome him. His hardness nudged

into her wet sheath.

One feminine body to take them both.

Hers.

Her mind whirled with emotion, vibrant images, incredible

feeling. Jumbled thoughts. Words. Single words. Then colors.

Reds. Purples. Then golds. Vibrant, searing golds of a lion's

mane.

Mate with me. Make me yours.

They obliged, fucking her hard. Fucking her fast. Her pussy

expanded, took both of their cocks inside. Exquisite stretch.

Sweet, slow burn.

Primal completion.

You're ripe, honey.
Nick.

Ripe for both of us.
Landon.

She'd nurture twin cubs in her womb. One deep golden,

one pale as morning sun.

Both strong. Both beautiful.

Love me. Love me the rest of my days.

"God!" Landon thrust into her. "Your cock, Nick. It rubs

against mine. It's..."

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"I can feel every thrust," Nick said. "Yours and mine."

"She's ours, Nick. Our woman."

"Yours," Erin echoed.

Thousand of tingling arrows shot through her cunt, and the

sensation built to fever pitch. Rainbows swirled through her

mind, taking her higher, blazing, straight into the sun that

rose outside the cabin.

Take me to the mountains, my lovers. My primal lovers.

Always.

She shattered, and her body splintered against the two

strong men. As the walls of her vagina clenched both cocks,

forcing seed to her womb, both men roared.

"I love you," Nick said, his body plastered to hers with

musky perspiration.

"I love you," Landon said against her neck, brushing moist

strands of hair to the side.

Love. They loved her. Her mates. Two mates.

Two lovers.

Two amazing lovers.

"Is this really happening?" Her voice was husky, and her

breath came in short puffs. "Is this feeling—this

overwhelming feeling—really love?"

"It's love," Nick whispered as he pulled his cock from her

swollen pussy. "You know it as well as we do. In your heart."

"In your heart," Landon echoed, retrieving his own shaft.

Gently, they rolled her towards the middle of the bed.

"Time for sleep," Nick said.

Love
. What a gift that she, of all women, had been chosen

for these two wonderful men. Emotion hugged her, nestled

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against her heart. Soon Erin rested peacefully, cherished

between her two primal lovers.

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About the Author

Helen has been writing stories since the first grade, when

her aspiring writer father encouraged her and gave her a

small metal file cabinet with "Helen's Story Box" written on it

in permanent marker. She began her first novel, a young

adult romance, in the eighth grade. Although it will never see

the light of day, she still has the manuscript that she typed on

an old IBM Selectric.

She stopped writing to attend college and law school. She

married her law school sweetheart and settled in Colorado to

raise a family. Her two teenage sons are the light of her life.

A few years ago, she decided to get back to writing. After

completing a young adult fantasy fiction manuscript, she

needed a fun read for a plane ride, so she picked up a

romance for the first time in ten years. She got hooked all

over again and decided to give romance writing a try. It

quickly became her passion.

Helen is a member of Romance Writers of America and

Colorado Romance Writers. Her non-writing interests include

Harley rides with her husband, traveling, attending her sons'

sports and music performances, and taekwondo (she's a first

degree blackbelt.)

Visit Helen Hardt at

www.helenhardt.com

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