McKenzie, Cooper - Autumn Healing [Welcome to Sanctuary 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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joined by the exhaustion of the busy and eventful day.
    When one of her twins picked her up and moved her to the middle of the bed, all she could do was sigh and roll onto her side. A moment later someone lifted her head and slid a pillow beneath it. Then a soft blanket settled over her, and she slept.

    * * * *

    Once they’d tucked their sleeping mate under a blanket, Evan followed his brother down the stairs.
    “Damn, that was the hottest thing I’d ever seen,” Evan said softly, his knees still a bit shaky.
    His cock twitched at just the memory of Autumn dancing and driving herself and them to an orgasm he would not soon forget.
    “You got that right, brother,” Frank replied as they entered the kitchen. “Where do you think she learned to move like that?”
    Crossing to the refrigerator, Evan got out a pitcher of juice while Frank retrieved two glasses. He chuckled as he poured them each a glass. “I have a feeling that there is a lot more to our little mate than even her family suspects.”
    “I, for one, can’t wait to uncover all her secrets,” Frank said before draining his glass.
    Evan nodded his agreement then finished his juice. “I’m going to jump in the shower.”
    “Okay,” Frank said, rinsing the glasses while Evan put the pitcher away. “While you do that, I’ll run up to the Wash House and get some clothes for the morning.”
    “Bring me some, too. Tomorrow we’ll move our stuff down here and unload Autumn’s truck,” Evan said as he headed for the bathroom.
    Yes, their little mate had secrets, but given time and patience, she would reveal all to her mates. Of that he had no doubt.

Chapter Eleven

    Autumn woke up feeling strange. For the first time in ages, she felt well rested, relaxed, and the horrors of the past seemed very, very far away. Opening her eyes, she was shocked to see daylight streaming in the window. When was the last time she’d slept through the night without waking up screaming? Or slept through sunrise? Was this new, relaxed change because of this place or the men who’d come into her life?
    While she usually woke up alone in a twin bed, she was surprised to find herself alone in the oversized bed. Then she remembered her arrival to Sanctuary and mating Evan and Frank. But where were her men? She figured that at least one of her men would be lying with her.
    All at once, doubts began to creep in. Were they upset because they hadn’t had sex the night before? They couldn’t be. After all, it was their idea to play the pleasure yourself game. She’d just done what they’d asked of her. How could that upset them?
    Now, nervous and worried, Autumn climbed from the bed. Looking around, she realized all of her things were still packed in her truck. She pulled on the clothes she’d worn the day before, leaving off the underwear. Shoving bare feet into her sneakers, she descended the stairs and wondered where to search for her mates first.
    She smelled coffee and followed the trail to a coffeemaker on the counter in the corner. It took a moment to find the mugs, but when she did, she grabbed the biggest one on the shelf. Pouring it half full, she lifted the steaming brew to her face and breathed deep. Just the dark, smoky aroma was enough to wake her up these days, so she took several more deep breaths before setting the mug on the counter by the coffeemaker.
    After using the bathroom, she walked into the living room and stopped to look around again. It really was a beautiful room with windows that looked out onto the garden that was nearly finished for the season and the bookcases that were built into the opposite wall.
    This room deserved to be decorated by someone who knew what they were doing, not a woman who had lived in dorm rooms or barracks for the last six years. Her idea of redecorating was to rearrange the books on the shelf or buy new sheets for her bed.
    Opening the door, Autumn stepped out onto the porch and took another deep breath. The air smelled

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