Chapter 1
As Summer Ryan approached the front doors of Charlotte Douglas International Airport, she scanned the crowd for a familiar face. Winter had promised to meet her plane so they could surprise their sister at her wedding. She would also serve as Winter’s witness for his commitment ceremony to Garrett and Hawk, the two men he’d met and fallen in love with just weeks before. Her eyes passed over then returned to a pair of tall, dark, and handsome-as-sin men who were staring at her like they hadn’t seen a woman in ages.
They were gorgeous and looked like they might be willing to help her ease the sexual tension that had been building over the last three months, but they weren’t Winter. Her brother had promised her a shower, a soft bed for some sleep, and a few hours to pick up a man and scratch the sexual itch that burned in her pelvis. Tomorrow, they would drive to wherever the hell it was he and Spring were now living.
Though she continued looking around, her gaze went back to the men again and again. It wasn’t often one saw adult twins together, and she smiled as a woman walked into a couple because she was busy gawking at the men. But the men didn’t notice the small commotion. They were still staring at her.
Tired, hungry, and jet-lagged after innumerable hours of flying from the other side of the world, Summer had little patience left for big, sexy men who were probably married. She expected their petite, skinny, sexy blonde wives would make their appearance with a gaggle of kids in tow any minute now. In the meantime, she was not averse to giving them back a little of the intense attention they focused on her. Let them know how it felt to be a piece of meat on display.
Looking them up and down, she was reminded once again that it had been way too long since she’d been with a man. Unlike her sister, Summer was a sexual creature who some might call a slut, but she didn’t care. She was a healthy woman who liked men and had yet to find one who could bring her to more than one orgasm during an evening of play.
And these two were her favorite kind—tall and muscular with shaggy, dark brown hair and a yummy bad-boy air. Broad-shouldered, narrow-hipped, and with long legs encased in tight-fitting jeans that emphasized impressive bulges behind their flies, they looked like they would be creative and demanding in bed, alone or together. When the one on the right tilted his head as if silently asking if she liked the view, she smiled in response.
As they slowly closed the distance between them, Summer’s pussy clenched and her nipples stiffened. Then she looked down at herself and wondered what the hell they found so attractive. She was four inches too short for her weight, too curvy for current social dictates, and rumpled from three days of traveling from the middle of Russian nowhere to be in the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina for her sister’s wedding.
The men didn’t seem to mind her appearance as they continued forward. They appeared relaxed and assured until they got about five feet away. Then they froze, and each took a deep breath. From this distance, she saw the one on the right had bright blue eyes while the other one had equally bright green ones. As she watched, their eyes changed, the color going deeper. Something about these two was different than other men.
After exchanging a long look and a nod, they moved forward until only inches separated them.
“Hello, Summer,” the one with green eyes said.
He shocked her speechless when he leaned in and hugged her, rubbing his smooth cheek on hers as he took another deep breath. He growled deep in his chest as he exhaled. When he backed away, he took the briefcase hanging from her shoulder and transferred it to his own.
Before she could get offended, the other copied his brother’s actions, whispering, “Our mate,” just before nuzzling his nose along her other cheek then kissing it.
Summer frowned in
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