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Grant’s eyes narrow on her. “And what I said was taken out of context, young lady.” Grant, being Grant, doesn’t give any room for argument. He really needs to learn how to give a little in order to get something in return.

He always was the hardheaded one of us all.

But, that got her going all the same. And, I can’t deny the madder we can get her the faster her true feelings will boil to the surface. When that happens, we can deal with everything once and for all and help her. But not all her wrath and ire can be blamed on us.

“Young lady? I’m not the young, hormonal girl who looked at you with infatuation anymore, Grant. I’ve grown up and, in the process, I’ve realized a lot about myself.”

“We know you’re not, Mercy baby, and that’s why all the kid gloves are off and you’re going to get everything you asked for. If you let us. You just have to open up and let us in.”

“Who says that’s what I want?”

Cain cracks a smirk that turns into a roguish smile if I ever saw one. “You’re still here talking to us, aren’t you?” The sweet-talking SOB has her hand in his and her eyes trailing over his hard cock. I feel a stab of jealousy when the tight lines around her eyes soften for him.

Not jealousy for my friend but of her easy affections. He always did know how to get to her when Grant and I hit her walls. Stubborn minx. Always has been, but with Cain, we at least had an in. And we were about to use it for the benefit of all four of us.

She looks between each of us surrounding her on all sides. But she keeps the steel in her backbone and I don’t know any other woman who can stand up and hold her ground against three alphas. But our Mercy does.

“Things have changed,” she all but whispers. “All I want is to be left alone. I came up here for one reason and as soon as that is done, I’m gone. I don’t need you. Any of you. You hurt me once, so have others, and I’m done. I’m done with all the rejection.”

I cross my arms and rock back on my heels. My hard dick tents my pants, and she notices in a big way. Whether she realizes it or not, the way she’s biting her bottom lip tells us everything her words don’t. “Liar,” I say. “Remember you’re getting the truth from now on and I’m straight up calling your bluff.”

“We all are,” Grant adds beside me, in a gruff voice.

For a second she does nothing but work her mouth in what seems to be a moment of complete shock at what she hears.

Good. Shock I can work with. It’s the walls that give me trouble.

I nod once at Grant, and he swings the porch door open. I shuffle her inside, not letting the little she-devil get by us. No more running for any of us.

Cain hits the power button on the air conditioner, and in seconds a cool blast kills the summer heat.

She looks on as we surround her in the middle of the living room. Cain to her left with Grant on her right, and I’m right where I want to be standing behind her as she turns in a circle.

I wrap my arms around her middle, and she doesn’t fight me, so that’s some ground we’ve won.

I lean in. “Tell you what. How about for every lie you give us we give you a nice spanking on that tight little ass of yours. I’ve counted at least five.” I tick off each of them.

“You thinking you’re not running, you thinking you don’t need anyone, trying to convince uswedon’t wantyou.” I tsk. “Naughty girl. How’m I doing so far?”

Her eyes dart between all of us and she swallows thickly, crossing her arms over her chest, pushing her ripe tits high. I don’t mind. Those dark nipples of hers are jutted out and pressing against her tank, teasing us with the truth.

“Don’t forget how she wants to be left all alone up here in the middle of nowhere, but that sweet pussy is wetter than a garden hose for us,” Cain adds as a matter-of-fact to a blushing Mercy.

“Ah yes, and how she wishes she could erase our first kiss.”

“Oh damn, baby, that hurts.” I hold a hand over my heart for the full effect.

Looking at her, Cain pulls out all the stops. “Sounds fair. I’d love to see all that beautiful flesh again and turn it a rosy pink under our touch. I’ve been hard since seeing those pretty pink folds and ass thrust in the air last night.” I flash Cain a side grin and watch as he rubs his hands together.

“You wouldn’t.” she dares us in a breathy tone.

I tip her chin up until she’s looking into my eyes, and I draw in her sweet scent of strawberries and vanilla. “We most definitely would and will. That pretty flash of pink over your skin tells us you just might like what we’re promising if you keep lying to us and most importantly, to yourself.”

Grant steps close enough to where, with a twitch of her hand, Mercy could reach out and wrap her feminine hand around his dick. “The truth is you came up here to continue hiding away instead of being back in the city with your parents giving them the love they deserve. The comfort of knowing you are safe. You’ve been traveling all over the world, never staying in one spot long enough to make connections and dodging coming home after Jake died. Before that even.”

“Is he telling the truth?” I ask, softly, brushing the backs of my knuckles over her cheek. “Talk to us, baby.” I take one of her small hands in mine and lift it to my lips, pressing a kiss to her open palm.

“Let us in. Please, Mercy. We only want to help.” Cain kneels in front of her, anchoring her to us by placing his hands on her hips. He runs the tip of his tongue over the flash of tanned skin just below her tank top, and she quivers in my arms.

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