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  Rosh and Walker moved to the side, giving them more room. “The whole place must hear us,” quipped Walker.

  “Let them eat their hearts out.”

  Renkon was the only one who didn’t laugh at her joke. His eyes were focused on her pussy as he yanked her closer and shoved his cock inside her. Putting his body over hers, he held her face between his hands and made her look at him.

  He rocked against her, driving his cock as far as he could go. He was as large as the other two men and just as intense. He held her, his eyes firing with red flecks as he claimed her. But with each thrust, she claimed him in return.

  A tear streaked down her cheek, but she wasn’t sure he saw it. He was too intent on making her his own, and then, suddenly, he tensed a moment before his hot cum filled her. She held on to him and knew without a doubt that she’d finally found the place she would call home forever.

  Renkon fell on top of her until the other two men pulled him off her. Her body tingled with satisfaction but also with something more than mere sexual release. She was overjoyed, happier than she’d ever been.

  She reached out for them, determined to make the night even more memorable. “I want you to change me now.”

  They exchanged glances then nodded as they pulled her into an upright position. Rosh slid behind her to support her by leaning her back against his chest. Renkon massaged her foot and ran his palm along her leg. Walker took her arm.

  “Are you really ready?”

  She saw the concern in Renkon’s eyes and wanted to wipe it away for good. “Yes.”

  “It’s going to hurt, and you’ll pass out. You’ll sleep for a couple of days, but we’ll watch over you, so don’t worry.” Rosh brushed her hair back from her ear.

  “I’ll never worry as long as you’re all around.”

  “When you wake up, you’ll change that same night.” Walker kissed the palm of her hand. Gone was the beast, tamed by her love.

  “I can’t wait. So what else? Do I have to do anything?” Her heart pounded in her chest, but she was ready.

  “Just remember how much we love you.” Renkon bent over her leg and shifted, bringing out his fangs.

  She let out a slow breath. “How could I ever forget?”

  Renkon bit into her leg, searing pain up the limb and into her stomach. Rosh’s fangs sunk into her neck just as Walker shifted, dropping his jaw as his fangs erupted from his gums, then plunged them into her arm.

  The pain was sheer agony as it ripped inward, burning a trail toward her heart. She screamed a horrible, deafening sound as she slipped away into the darkness.

  Epilogue

  “I’m calling bullshit on both of you.” Maya Switt gaped at them.

  Shay laughed and shrugged at Tatum. She could understand Maya’s disbelief. Who would’ve thought either one of them would’ve ended up living with three great men?

  Shay crossed her heart. “I swear it’s the truth. In fact, there they are.”

  The women looked out the window of Tony’s Diner of Passion, Colorado, to find seven men standing on the street corner, talking and joking around. Rosh grinned at her and tilted his head, a gesture she’d come to learn most werewolves did whenever they had a question. She waved and felt, as she always did, the rush of lust sweep through her. Walker tapped Renkon on the shoulder, and they, too, gave her sexy grins. It had taken a lot of coaxing to get the men to come to Passion with her, but she was glad they had. She’d missed Tatum, and running into her old friend Maya had been a bonus.

  “Okay, so I’ve met Tatum’s guys, the Shelton brothers, but who’s the other hunk? Please tell me he’s not aiming to make a fourth for either of you.” Maya plopped back against the booth, making her curly blonde hair bounce. “Three men for one woman is just not fair. I mean, come on. I’ve spent the past two years in New York City and haven’t found even one good man. All the men I’ve met are too civilized. I want a man’s man. Someone who has a wild side I can tame. Do you know the type of man I’m talking about?”

  Shay smothered a laugh as Tatum widened her eyes at her. “Yeah, we know the type.”

  “So tell me. Who’s the other guy?”

  “That’s a friend of Rosh’s, James W. Hunter. And no, I have no plans to make him my fourth.”

  Tatum shook her head as she took another bite of her cheeseburger. “Uh-uh. Me, either. Three’s enough.”

  “Good. So what’s his story? What’s he do?”

  Shay paused, unsure of what to say. She couldn’t tell her that he lived as a werewolf in The Hidden. Her new home was a closely guarded secret, and she hadn’t even told Tatum. She’d revealed that she and her men were werewolves just as Tatum and her men were, but that was all. Tatum’s life was on The Outside, so there was no reason to tell her.

  “Uh, I’m not sure. But I do know that his two brothers are as hot as he is. Why don’t I introduce you and you can find out all about him for yourself?”

  Maya took the bait just as Shay had figured she would. “Yeah. Definitely. But let me freshen up first.”

  She bumped against Tatum’s shoulder, who slid out of the booth to let her friend out. Giving James another once-over, Maya hurried toward the ladies’ room at the back of the restaurant.

  Tatum checked around her to see who might be listening then leaned over the table. “Should we tell her what he is?”

  Shay slid her gaze over her men, who were striding toward the entrance of the diner. “Shoot no. Where’s the fun in that?”

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Jane Jamison has always liked “weird stuff” as her mother called it. From an early age she was fascinated with stories about werewolves, vampires, space, aliens, and whatever was hiding in her bedroom closet (to this day, she still swears she can hear growls and moans whenever the lights are out).

  Being born under the sign of Scorpio meant Jane was destined to be very sensual. Some would say she was (and remains) downright sexual. Then one day she put her two favorite things together on paper and found her life’s true ambition: to be an erotica paranormal romance author.

  Jane spends at least six days a week locked in her office surrounded by the characters she loves. Every day a new character will knock on the door of her imagination. Her plans include taking care of her loving husband, traveling, and writing at least twelve books a year.

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Epilogue

  About the Author