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would drive her to a desperation
the likes she’d never experienced in the past. Right now her
body burned from the inside out and her swollen clit demanded
attention. The clothes she wore bothered her, and the male presence
made every ache and pain more acute. Nothing except giving in would
fix it.
    Daisy
slipped her hand under the waistband of her pants and pushed a finger
through soaked folds. The jolt to her over-sensitized clit caused her
to arch off the bed and her breath to quicken with need. Much more of
this and she’d have two males breaking down her door. It
wouldn’t take long for them to figure just what she was up to
and their own DNA would demand entry. For a few seconds she lazily
circled her opening before pushing a finger inside her. She paused
and held her breath, waiting to see her door crash in. When a minute
passed by and nothing happened she took a slow breath and dragged her
finger slowly along swollen tissue.
    The
muffled jolt of the back door slamming closed drew Daisy’s
attention from her pussy. Curious as to whether they’d done as
she asked and left her to deal with her problems alone, she listened
intently for any signs of someone returning.
    Her
hand slipped free and she straightened her clothes. If they were no
longer within earshot she could go straight for the vibrator and get
this over quickly. Then maybe she could sleep for a short while
tonight before it returned.
    She
crept to the window and peeked out. The sun had set long ago and even
with her vision there was nothing to see beyond the hard snowfall.
She’d have to investigate further. The sudden quiet depressed
her. While their appearance had been unwelcome, she’d enjoyed
their company even for a short while. Another time, when she wasn’t
dying to fuck, they’d probably have made fast friends and had a
great time together.
    Trying
to escape in the middle of the woods suddenly seemed like a bad idea.
Maybe her brothers were right. She could pick a mate, settle down,
and then never go through this again. There were several eligible
shifters her brothers had introduced her to that she could consider.
She closed her eyes and imagined having someone else to come home to
every night. Only this time her fantasy changed. There wasn’t
just one. There were two.
    Bad
idea. Jaguars and cougars don’t mix very well.
    Daisy
pushed the sexual images of a threesome from her brain and crept to
the door. Only one way to find out for sure if they’d gone for
good. She turned the doorknob and waited. No sounds. A weird
combination of relief and disappointment filled her. She swung the
door wide and nearly jumped out of her skin.
    Trent
stood looming in her doorway, his eyes so dark they were nearly
black.
    “ It’s
a good thing you stopped.”
    Busted.
“What are you talking about?”
    He
grabbed her by the shoulders and hauled her against his hard frame.
“Don’t play dumb with me, little cat. I know exactly what
you were doing in here. I was half a second away from tearing the
door from the hinges when you stopped.”
    With
her breasts pressed against the hard wall of his chest and his
erection nudging her stomach, Daisy fought to breathe. Somewhere in
the back of her head she heard the word “stop” but it
made it nowhere near her mouth. Instead, she raised her hands and
pressed them to his sides. A low rumble sounded from Trent. Almost a
purr.
    “ Be
careful, Daisy. You might find I don’t have the restraint of my
brother.”
    She
fought against the rising need every rumble in his chest brought
racing forward. She’d played with fire by touching herself and
someone was about to get burned.
    “ I
hurt,” she whispered. She hadn’t meant to say the words
but they’d arrived unbidden.
    Trent
touched her face and she leaned into the work roughened skin. She
wanted to feel him touching her in far more intimate places than her
cheek.
    “ I
know you do, baby. I hurt too. Nothing like you’ve been
enduring, but it gives me an