Managing a foursome has never been this tricky. Or so wickedly fun.
Tired of the usual dating scene, Savannah Salander, part-human, part-dragon, is sceptical that she'll ever find her souler. Then she meets a set of triplets who blow her mind and her heart.
She's dated a fireman like Eli Cattaneo before, fiery in bed with a gentle soul—no biggie, she can easily handle his type. Or a high-roller investment banker like Zach, who knows every sexy trick known to mankind to make a woman swoon in ecstasy. Or even a Dominant who doesn't take no for answer, like Diego, owner of a sex club in Soho. But to have the three at the same time? Savannah fears she's bitten off more than even she can chew.
The three panther shifters from New York are ready for a weekend trekking around shifter-friendly Atlantica Bay, but when they meet Savannah, they're more interested in playing with her than in playing Tarzan.
Managing a foursome has never been this tricky. Or so wickedly fun.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of ménage.
Publisher's Note: This book was previously released at another publisher. It has been revised and re-edited for release by Totally Bound Publishing.
General Release Date: 6th September 2013
Panther shifters and Italian. Savannah Salander couldn’t think of anything more dangerous than a combination of the two. She saw three of them unloading their luggage from their boat. They were triplets and, at six feet five, they were fine male specimens, with perfectly built bodies, broad chests, tanned complexions, raven hair and ruggedly handsome faces—the brothers were every woman’s dirty fantasy. Any one of them would make a perfect souler—dragon’s mate—on his own. But there were three of them. She smelt trouble already. Big time.
A cool breeze surged past her, teasing her long hair that she’d tied into a ponytail. The weather was seventy degrees, though she was feeling a little bit cool as she climbed down from her Hummer and out to the deck. Only the one boat was docked today in Atlantica Bay’s marina, and it was carrying the triplets from St Croix.
She caught the gaze of one of them and immediately the air thinned around her. Her heartbeat started to accelerate and her pussy clenched. The man fixed his stare on her. Hypnotic. Predatory. A true hunter. He possessed a pair of hazel eyes that burned like molten bronze. His silky black hair draped over his shoulders and his intricate tribal tattoo peeked under his short-sleeved T-shirt. A wicked smile curled at the corners of his lips when Savannah approached him.
Wow. Just wow.
She cleared her throat. "Are you guys the Cattaneos?"
"That would be correct, pretty lady," he answered. His speech was almost without trace of accent, and he sounded highly cultured. His voice was deep, seductively throaty—a signature macho male voice like she’d heard on commercials. "And you are?"
"Savannah Salander. I’ll be your guide on your hike tomorrow. Welcome to Atlantica Bay." She stuck out her hand and he shook enthusiastically.
He didn’t release her hand. He fixed his eyes on her, feasting from her head to her toes as if he couldn’t decide what he would do with her first. It didn’t take a genius to figure it out—Savannah knew he was imagining dirty things about her. She tried to pull her hand away politely, but he wouldn’t let her go. His grip was firm.
"My name’s Diego. It’s very nice to meet you, Savvie. May I call you Savvie?" He looked over his shoulder and called his brothers. "Eli. Zach. Come meet our guide."
One of the other triplets looked at her and dropped what he was doing, a naughty grin plastered across his face. His eyes were glued to her as he stalked over. Like Diego, he also had a pair of luminous hazel eyes. But he wasn’t a hunter. Beneath his lush lashes, his eyes told her he was a seducer. Savannah knew his type all too well—she had dated a few like him in the past.
"Well, well." He dusted the dirt off his hands before seizing Savannah’s from Diego and shaking it. "This is our guide?" he asked his brother, without tearing his stare from her.
Diego winked. "The sweet Savannah Salander. Savvie, this is my brother Zachary."
"Perfect," Zach declared. "I can already tell we’re going to have an interesting weekend. Are you married?"
"Excuse me?"
"Engaged?"
"I don’t see if that is any of your—"
"Boyfriend?"
"Zach!" Diego chastised his brother. "Be nice." He turned to her. "Girlfriend?"
Savannah yanked her hand from Zach’s grip. "Yes. And she’s three months pregnant with our baby."
The grin on Zach’s face vanished in an instant. Savannah wanted to laugh, but she was able to keep her face straight. Diego didn’t believe her—he looked straight into her eyes as if he could tell she was fibbing. Damn. She’d thought she had an award-winning poker face.
The other triplet came by. He was dressed in a white T-shirt with dark chinos and steel-toed boots. His hair was close-cropped and his skin was slightly more tanned than his brothers’. The muscles bulging under his tee showed that he took care of himself well—he might even be into body building.
"Hello." He nodded at her. "I’m Elijah. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms Salander. I believe we’ve talked on the phone before? When I made the reservation?"
Savannah remembered—they’d had a pleasant conversation. "I believe we have. It’s a pleasure too, to finally meet you in person."
Hello, my name is Lizzie. I'm a simple gal, love watching TV, playing guitar, and enjoying chocolate and spicy food. I have been writing as long as I can remember. Originally I want to be a horror writer, like my hero Stephen King. But I find writing smut is more fun than writing dismembered body parts. I also want to be a ninja but I heard the pay is peanut. Plus my HMO does not cover throwing star accident. Wanna send me an email? Drop me a line at lizzie@iLizzie.com
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