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inkling of how you feel. Let us help
you,” he murmured against her hair.
    Us.
Not just Trent and not just Seth. They both wanted to help her
together.
    Her
head shot up. “Where is Seth? I heard someone go out the door.
Did he leave?” She tried to hide the rising panic from her
voice and failed miserably.
    Trent
smiled and she creamed her panties at the sight. God, how had she
ended up in the woods with the two most irresistible men on the
planet?
    “ Don’t
worry, little cat. He only went for a walk to try and cool down.
Truth be told, we’re both burning alive for a taste of you.”
    Daisy
stared into the cool green eyes that were exact duplicates of Seth’s.
Other than the eyes there were no other similarities. She’d
have never pegged them as twins—until she’d sat and
listened to them banter. The easy way they each chided the other
without any real heat, the looks that passed between them like secret
code, and the intensity they’d both shown in wanting her.
    She
was starting to care less and less that the desire was due to the
unnatural heat. “Kiss me, Trent.”
    His
eyes darkened seconds before he dipped his head and captured her lips
with his. Daisy opened her mouth and pushed her tongue into his
mouth. Trent growled and grabbed her hair with a fierce grip. Dying
for more, she explored every inch she could reach and struggled with
him for control.
    Trent
pulled her from his lips and bared his teeth, his sharp incisors
poking from the edge of his mouth. “I don’t think so,
Daisy.” He bent her head back and exposed her neck. The instant
his teeth touched her skin, an electrical current zipped straight to
her core. Good God, she was in trouble.
    Bite
me. Bite me .
    She
ached for him to nip her flesh with a pinch of pain. One bite and it
would all be over. He’d instantly discover her fetish for
biting when she soaked her panties with her first orgasm. To her
frustration he only scraped the edge of his teeth along her neck,
teasing her into an inferno.
    “ Please.
Please,” she begged.
    “ Not
yet, little cat.”
    She
whimpered.
    “ As
much as I’m ready to fuck you senseless… We wait for
Seth.” Trent dropped his hands and took several steps in the
opposite direction.
    “ That
was mean,” she blurted.
    “ That’s
what you get for teasing me.” He turned a hard gaze on her that
nearly made her flinch. “Touch yourself again and nothing will
save you.”
    Hurt
and anger that he didn’t want to finish what he’d started
stormed through her. How dare he? She clenched her fists and
exploded. Her right arm swung and connected with Trent’s jaw.
    Caught
off guard, he stumbled backward, barely catching himself before he
fell to his ass. “And that’s what you get for being a
dick!”
    Daisy
clutched her now throbbing hand and fought for control. Excess
adrenalin had her on edge and spoiling for more. If she wasn’t
in heat she’d show him “little cat”. She seriously
hated the loss of control during this time. At any other time of the
year she’d give him what for and take him down several notches.
The fact he towered over her and probably had a hundred pounds on her
meant nothing.
    “ That’s
a hell of right cross you’ve got there. You go around using it
on guys a lot?”
    “ Only
when they deserve it. Which is more often than you probably think. Do
you know what a pain in the ass it is to be a game warden who has to
regularly fight for dominance to keep the position?”
    “ Wait.
What?”
    “ What?”
    “ You’re
a game warden? Where?”
    She
sensed he was dangerously close to saying something else that would
piss her off. “Yes, I’m a game warden in eastern South
Carolina. Swampland. And I’d highly suggest if you have
something derogatory to say about it you’d best keep it to
yourself.”
    Trent
held up his hands in surrender. “Not saying a word.”
Instead the big ass grin across his face said it all.
    “ Oooh.”
She stomped her foot and whirled, she needed to