Purrloined

Today is Menage Monday :) And today's book I'm featuring is Purrloined. So far its done the best sales wise for me.

When Reese Temple applied at The Other World agency she thought it was going to be working as an assistant. Instead she has three men at her door claiming that she is their mate. 
Dillon, Oliver and Ryan are part of a declining shifter race of lions, they need a mate. Their last resort is human females. But what they didn't count on is that they want Reese's heart, body and soul.

Here's a funny excerpt from PURRLOINED:

“We have to go down and checkout,” Ryan reminded them.

“Why?” Reese asked them.

“Because we just told you why,” Dillon answered. “We have to leave.”

“Is your credit card on file here?” She looked at Oliver.

“Of course it is,” Dillon said. “We’re wasting time with all this talking.”

“Where is the television?” She asked.

“In the bedroom,” Oliver told her. “Reese, we need to go.”

“I know.  So in the time it will take you to go down to the lobby, checkout if there isn't a line and then come back you will waste even more.” She said as she went to the bedroom and picked up the remote. Turning on the television she changed to the correct channel on the television and brought up the bill.

She saw Oliver was behind her. “Does everything appear to be correct?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” She scrolled to the checkout tab and pressed enter. “Put your key cards on the table and let's go.” she laughed to herself at the expression on the men’s faces. “Now go and do your change thing and let’s get out of here.”

“Did anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?” Dillon asked her. If she wasn't mistaken, she saw humor in his eyes.

“Some people have mentioned it a time or two,” she admitted. “What’s your point?”

“Try not to puke on my fur. If you do you will be the one to wash it out,” He replied.

“I’ll keep that in mind. The fur wouldn’t be a problem, but I bet the wings are a bitch to clean,” she replied. “Where do you put your clothes? You’re not going to leave them here are you?”

“No, we put them in our carryon bag,” Ryan answered.

Despite the seriousness of the situation, she couldn’t stop her pussy from wanting to drool. She found it hard to believe that these three wanted her as their mate. Well at least two of them did.  They folded their clothes and placed them in the carryon bag. Ryan changed form first, his fur showed flecks of red and gold.  Grabbing her suitcase in one paw and their bag in the other he started towards the window.

“Wait.” She stopped them.

“What is it now?” Dillon asked.

“Why on earth do you guys insist on doing things the hard way? You guys don’t need a mate, you need a keeper.” She took their carryon bag and the suitcase, stuffed their things in her suitcase, including the bag and zipped it shut. She then put the suitcase back between his teeth. “Now you can go.”
“I’m willing to bet that you like things hard,” Dillon whispered in her ear. “You ready, Miss Bossy Pants?”

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