Garth’s laughter joined his.
A moan slipped out of her mouth as his hand pushed harder against her clit.
“You mean this picture, little one?” The picture appeared in Roman’s free hand.
Sierra shook her head. “I see I have lots to learn about you two. Garth, I don’t know anything about the sexual visions you have in your head,” she whispered. “I know nothing about the BDSM lifestyle except for what Amy has told me and a little of what I’ve read in books.” Sierra stared down at her hands.
“Look at me, Sierra,” Garth said.
Reluctantly, she met his gaze.
“We’re both thrilled we’ll be your teachers. There are many different things that bring pleasure to your body, and we’ll explore all of them. We would never hurt you, I promise. Even though sometimes some pain can come with pleasure, we’ll explore all of this,” Garth declared and leaned down, tracing his tongue around her lips. He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and bit down, making her gasp. He pushed his tongue inside, tasting her.
“We have company, you two,” Roman stated and stood.
Garth whipped his head around, placing his body in front of her.
Sierra peeked around them and noticed two strange men. She sucked in her breath. They were both gorgeous and tall. They smiled at Roman and Garth.
“You didn’t hear or smell us, Nephews. I think your lovely mate has you distracted too much, no?” the taller one said.
Roman laughed and slapped his uncle on the shoulder.
“Yes, she is most definitely a distraction. Sierra I want you to meet our uncles,” Roman said.
Garth helped her up, pulling her in between their bodies.
“Sierra, baby, these big dorks are our uncles. The one on your left is
Chandler, and the on the right is Lucan,” Garth stated as he reached over and punched his uncle’s arm.
“It is a pleasure meeting you, small one. You are most lovely. I see why my nephews are easily distracted. It’s our pleasure to help your family in your time of need,” Chandler purred and took her hand, kissing the knuckles. His tongue smoothed against her skin, sending shivers up her spine.
Roman’s growl penetrated her foggy mind, and Sierra smiled at Chandler.
Sierra sensed Roman and Garth’s jealousy and it thrilled her to think they were really jealous. She pulled back her hand, “It’s a pleasure to meet both of you. Just ignore him. He has this problem in his throat.”
“Use caution, Uncle. We’re not yet mated, and you are trespassing on dangerous territory,” Roman said.
Sierra’s father walked out onto the porch. She slipped out of Garth’s arms and into her father’s. He carefully pulled her into his embrace, kissing her cheek.
“So we have more company for dinner. Welcome! Why don’t you come inside and join us for supper? We can talk later.”
Walking towards the door, Chandler pulled Roman back. “I’ll be there in a minute, Dad.” Sierra smiled up at her father.
“We must talk,” Chandler said. “The Queen sent us to help Roman because she doesn’t want to see any Troll with a female, let alone one from her Chameleon line.”
“Excuse me, but how did you know?” Her accusing glare landed on Roman. “I thought I could trust you. But the first thing you do is go and tell your family when not even my pack knows this?” Her voice shook with fear that her secret was now known.
“Sierra, he didn’t tell us. The Queen informed us.” Chandler turned his attention back to Roman. “I don’t know how much you know about Sierra’s family, but I will give you the short version.”
“Oh, yes please, let’s hear what you have to say about my family!” Sierra pushed in front of Chandler and glared at him. “Continue.”
“Enough, Sierra. He means no disrespect!” Garth pulled her back against his chest.
“I’m sorry, Sierra, but you might not even know this. You see, your grandmother is the Queen’s daughter. The Chameleon trait only comes from the Queen’s