Free The Purrfect Predicament (Australian Shifters) by Angela Castle Page A

stripping off his clothes and settling on the other side of the bed. Hamish reached for her breast, palming it in his hand.
    "See, she's smart, as well as sexy."
    "Only one way to deal with a traitor." Andy's eyes gleamed with mischief. He released her hand, sitting up and rolling to his knees. They were now both staring down at her flat on her back.
    Her gaze lowered to their thick, long cocks pointed up and out towards her. Nerves and fear at their size, made her body quiver.
    Hamish shifted, lying beside her. "Baby girl, don't be afraid, we're not going to hurt you." His hands moved over her skin, stroking her, palming her breast, before moving up to her throat, and moving her head to face him. He placed a soft kiss on her lips. "We'll always take the very best care of you. That I vow."
    He kissed her again, slowly nipping at her lips, till she thought she would combust if she didn't get a firmer pressure.
    She whimpered as Andy's hand caressed her outer thigh, parting her legs.
    Her hands moved up to grip Hamish's shoulder. She had to tell them now or they would find out on their own.
    Hamish raised his head. She looked into the depths of his brown eyes. "I'm a virgin," she blurted out.
    Both men froze.
    "But you said you had a boyfriend before?" Andy shifted again.
    She trembled, suddenly wanting to cover herself. Her cheeks heated and tears pricked in her eyes.
    "We never did anything but kiss. He was awkward and always made an excuse not to touch me."
    "Well, that kind of makes sense, well no, not really. What red-blooded male would not want to touch you?" he said, his face thoughtful for a moment, before a wide grin spread across his face. "But now I'm grateful he didn't."
    "Oh, honey." Hamish crooned, stroking back her short hair. His sexy smile melted a little more of her frozen heart.
    "A virgin, that's the best fucking news since I bumped into you at that café. My mate is untouched."
    "Mine too," Hamish growled at his brother.
    Utterly confused, she struggled, wanting something to cover herself, to run and hide. But the brothers were quick to pin her back to the bed; Hamish on her left, Andy on her right. "Let me go!"
    "Oh, baby girl, that's one thing we can never do now."
    Confused, she stilled and looked up at him. His chocolate brown eyes smiled down at her. He reached up, tenderly stroking her face.
    "Why, I don't understand? I…I thought men liked experienced women, not silly little virgins."
    Andy chuckled. "Sweetheart, silly you're not, little compared to us, yes. But, haven't your books ever taught you men also love virgins. We're possessive idiots, when it boils down to it. It means we get to be your first…"
    "… and only ones to have you," Hamish finished.
    "We get to be the first one to touch and taste what no other man has." Andy's hand shifted to rest between her legs. "Mine." He breathed, softly nuzzling in at her throat.
    Hamish lifted his head to meet Andy's gaze.
    "You take her first, but I get first taste, since you licked her back in Sydney."
    Hamish grinned, no apology or regret in his twin's eyes.
    He gazed down at their prize, their one precious treasure. Leaning over her, he whispered near her ear, loving the way she shuddered in response.
    "No one will ever touch you but us." He claimed her lips, spearing his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of her silken heat, until they were both breathless when he came up for air.
    He glanced at her breasts begging to be touched, caressed, but as he lifted his hand he quickly changed his mind, and dipped his head lower, allowing his tongue first taste of her sweet pale breast, sucking the areola into his mouth, swirling his tongue over her taut right peak.
    She arched her back, gasping, before exhaling a long moan of pleasure as Hamish moved in to take her left breast into his mouth.
    Andy watched, enjoying her every little hitch of breath, moan and squeak. He understood that every touch, every expression was new for her. Her body was virgin