Mail-Order Bride [Taos Wolven Mates] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Tianna Xander Page B

they possess some strange magic that they knew her immoral thoughts?
    Immediately, she shoved a large amount of her potatoes into her mouth to give her a moment to compose herself and to think of an answer that wouldn’t include the truth of her depraved musings.
    Ask him a question instead, Dana. They agreed to answer your questions over a meal.
    Mind made up, Dana swallowed her potatoes and posed another question. “What is it that you want from us?” Somehow, she knew the answer and it both frightened and exhilarated her. “Are you going to kill us?”
    Setting down her fork, she awaited their answer. While she waited, she picked up the cup in front of her and sniffed it. It smelled odd. Sweet, but with some strange effervescence like champagne. Perhaps it would relax her like champagne. If so, she would drink a barrel full. She would need courage to go through with what her traitorous body now craved. Yes, there was no doubt. She had become a wanton while living in her uncle’s house of ill repute. Was she now guilty by association?
    “What we want is exactly what we told you in our letters to you. We want a wife, a mate, a helpmeet. We want a woman to have our children. Without you and those like you, we will never know the loving embrace of a wife.”
    Could what Lorcan just said be that simple? They wanted a woman to call their own? “Are you saying that you both wish to be my husbands, plural, as in we all live together as husband and wife?”
    Her face grew warm once again, only this time it wasn’t embarrassment that turned up the heat. It was the idea that she could have two men as husbands the way she had heard that the men in Arabia had many wives. The idea was intriguing.
    “Yes, Dana.” Lorcan nodded as he finished his meal. “That is what we wish.” He stopped to take a drink. “On our world, mates are rare. Very rare. We have only one or two born each year when there are hundreds of thousands of us in need. We searched the universe looking for a world like yours. However, worlds like yours are very uncommon. Humans tend to like confrontation and usually end up picking a fight they can’t win. Before you know it, their enemies have slaughtered them.”
    Dana closed her eyes. Wasn’t it just like men to fight and kill until there was no one left? She’d heard of it countless times. Men out West fought the Indians over land, men in the East fought for money. They fought for silver, gold, jewelry. They even fought for women. Could they never be happy? Would they never learn to get along?
    “So you search the…the stars for women?”
    “We search for men as well if our females cannot find a mate amongst us. However, the shortage of mates is most common among us males. We outnumber our women almost ten to one.”
    She wanted to believe them. She was beginning to like the idea of having two males who would protect her from her uncle. Even if they returned to her world, her uncle’s men would have a most difficult time extracting her from the protection these two could offer and sleeping with two men was much better than sleeping with a different man every night the way the girls at Agatha’s did.
    “If I say yes, will I lose the right to be my own person?” What was she saying…thinking? She stared at the two dark and handsome men who stared at her over the table.
    How could she contemplate doing such a thing with these two? She took a deep breath. The two practically exuded male superiority and something else that was intrinsically male.
    Reaching across the table, Lorcan covered her hand and looked deep into her eyes. “Never, Dana. We will not force our wills upon you. Just as we said in our letters to you, we want a partner in every way.”
    “Yes, Dana,” Tarin interjected. “We will provide for you, protect you and cherish you as no Earth man ever could. The only lies in our letters to you were the ones that made you think we were but one man, not two.”
    “And if I say