can’t appreciate other types of women. When we find a special woman, type has no meaning. Only finding a way to get that woman’s attention does.” Colm tilted his head and his eyes trailed significantly down her body.
“Yes, and some women can’t seem to see what’s right in front of them. Things have to be explained explicitly to them.” Linc’s voice lowered in a rumbling warning. “If we didn’t know for certain that you had problems with being crowded, we’d be holding you between us as we did this. I’d love to stroke my hands over your curves.”
Cami shook her head. A special woman. He couldn’t mean what her mind automatically jumped to insert in place of that. To a shifter male, there wasn’t a woman as special as their mate. They shouldn’t have any clue what she was to them without being able to smell her scent. She’d been careful to wear the lotion to prevent that.
“We’re drawn to you, Cami, and you came to us. I don’t think whatever led you to us was simply random. You were sent to us because you are meant to be here. I also believe you know a lot more about us than you’re willing to admit right now.” Linc’s eyes smoldered as he watched her.
“I ask myself why whatever power you have would give you more information about us than where you’d find us and that we could help you. I come up with some very interesting answers.” Colm’s voice drew her attention to him. “It only reinforces the need to get closer to you.”
“It’s only proximity and the fact that there’s not very many of your type of women here. Maybe it’s also a little of the mystery, because I won’t tell you everything you think you need to know.” She tried to hide the panic inside her and fought the urge to run out of the room. They weren’t threatening her life, just her peace of mind. She could handle this, but right now, she had no idea how to do that.
“We’re not going to ignore the attraction to you. We’re not going to let you do it either. We’ll try to take it slowly since we know you have some fears of men, and men in power specifically. With time, hopefully, you’ll see that you can trust us and will drop the methods you’re hiding behind.” Colm eyes locked with hers and she could see the determination practically burning there.
“And what are you going to do if I don’t?” Her mouth felt dry as desert sand, but she had to ask.
“We’re giving you time, but we won’t wait years for you to reveal yourself. If you don’t do it, we will. We want to be as gentle and considerate of your fears as possible, but we can’t give you more than this. We want to hold and touch you. We don’t want you to look at us with fear or panic if we hold you between us. We’ll want to do that.” Linc smiled. “We’ll try to remember to approach you one on one for now.”
“I don’t want—” Cami began, only to be cut short by Colm. They seemed so confident and determined. She felt pushed into a corner. How could they seem so unaware that they were ripping everything away from her?
“We’ve seen the interest in your eyes and smelled your arousal, even if it is tinged with some other strange scent. We might not be able to tell if you’re our mate, but we know you want us. Don’t try to deny that. Forcing you to acknowledge that doesn’t go along with our plans.” Colm glared.
She knew they could do it too. It wouldn’t take more than a kiss. Her body came alive around them, although she had no idea why. They were all wrong for her. It was bad enough that they were part of a Thent, but those two led it.
“Don’t panic right now, Cami. As we said, we’re not going to rush you. Let’s move onto the lesson and you can worry about what’s going to happen later.” Linc raised his hands as if he could see that she was about to start arguing or denying everything they said.
“What are we doing tonight? More breathing and relaxation methods similar to the other times?” She took a deep breath and focused on the lesson. It would get them out of the room. Then she could think and panic until she came up with another