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turned mate-hungry. 
    Moonlight streamed through a glass window, and she shuddered at the sight of the mating moon in ascension. If one of them caught her, she’d lose her waistline for good. She just knew it.
    The Drake family had a penchant for breeding. Vampires were sterile, yet their father had not only impregnated their mother, he’d gotten the werewolf with child—children--when the two species were supposedly incompatible.
    The rumble of a low snarl made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end, and she scrambled for the attic. Unfortunately, the door leading there was locked.
    “Don’t run, Devon,” she heard Lachlan yell. “We’re not gonna hurt you.”
    “I might,” Alistair roared. “Christ, Devon. My balls? What’s wrong with you?”
    “With me?” she yelled back. “I came over for dinner, not to get knocked up by the Drake demons!”
    She knew how much the name irritated them but couldn’t help it. She loved the idiots, but that didn’t mean she planned to settle down now. Devon had plans. And being tied down to one man didn’t signify, let alone being tied down to three. Maybe in another few years, after her business got off the ground and she’d played the field a bit, she might consider marriage. Maybe.
    A low pop jolted her body, and she realized one of them had broken through her magical barrier. She heard the rush of claws against the hardwood floors. Footsteps drawing closer…
    Hell.
    Fae in, Fae out, take me to my fate without. Hold back naught, give what’s right, protect me from all harm tonight . She concentrated on the attic and in seconds found herself in the large room space barricaded behind a magically reinforced door.
    “Thank God.” Devon sighed and slumped to the floor in a heap of nerves. She closed her eyes and covered her face as she recovered from the energy drain of her spell.
    Why her? Women loved the Drakes. The guys were huge, handsome, and powerful. One at a time could be overwhelming for a less confident girl, but all three at once? And for a Fae with business goals, furred and fanged wasn’t an option. Or so she kept telling herself.
    She admitted she’d had a few harmless fantasies. Who wouldn’t? But she was almost family. They’d grown up together. She’d watched Lachlan learn how to ride a bike. Had helped Douglas learn to read Fae. And she’d been the only one Alistair had confided in when he’d first shifted and had accidentally eaten the family cat.
    Hell, she—
    The sudden silence dawned on her. As did the notion she was no longer alone. Cautiously easing off the floor, she glanced around. Three sets of glowing yellow eyes blazed at her from the darkness.
    “Oh shit.”
     
    Well, she’d done her best, but it hadn’t taken more than Alistair to hold her while the others stripped her naked.
    Devon should have been embarrassed and would have been if she hadn’t been so mad.
    “Let me go!”
    “You are so fucking sexy.” Lachlan shook his head and licked his lips. “I’m really sorry we didn’t think of this sooner.”
    “Me too,” Douglas agreed. “She’s so white she’s sparkly. I can’t believe it’s taken you two this long to see what I’ve known for years.”
    Devon gasped. “Dammit. Alistair, cut it out.”
    The brute kept pulling her back against him, and each time he did, she felt the swell of his erection through his jeans against her lower back. Instead of alarming her, his size made her wet.
    She heard him inhale and thought her face might burn clean off.
    “I’m not gonna last,” Alistair growled and leaned down to clamp his sharp teeth over her shoulder. He didn’t pierce the skin, but his hold remained firm and arousing as hell.
    “Brush her hair back again,” Douglas said as he stood in front of her, arms akimbo, looking like a raiding conqueror.
    “No, don’t,” she begged. God, if they knew how sensitive her ears had become, she’d be a goner for sure.
    Alistair pulled her hair back