The Triplets Mate Zoe (MFMM)
The Reed panther triplets, Vallen, Montague, and Diego, are determined to mate Zoe Crawford. However, she refuses to be just like her sisters, Leah and Maia, with triplet shape-shifter husbands. No matter how handsome and enticing they are, she’s not going to fall in love with them.
For a month now the men have spent three days a week helping at her father’s work, feeding the homeless people alongside Zoe. But nothing will make her pay attention to them. Now Leah and her mates are back from their honeymoon, the Reeds decide it's time to take Zoe out on a real date where she can’t ignore them. Somewhere they can show her how much they want her and teach her the joys of BDSM and ménages.
There’s just one problem. Getting Zoe to agree is a lot harder than they expected.
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STORY EXCERPT
Zoe muffled her sigh as she backed out of the parking space and turned her car toward the church. Well, it wasn’t her car exactly. It was the family’s sole vehicle, but lately she seemed to be the one driving it mostly. Leah, her older sister, had met and married panther shape-shifter triplets. She’d just gotten back from her honeymoon and was in the middle of moving into their apartment at the panther warehouse.
Meanwhile her younger sister, Maia, had fallen in love with another set of panther triplets and gotten herself pregnant. She was getting married in a family-only ceremony on Saturday evening. However she’d already moved in with the men. They’d turned up with a truck and told her parents what had happened and moved her in with them all on the same day. Fortunately her parents had taken the news better than Zoe had expected. She supposed she ought to have guessed what was going on when Maia was coming home late, night after night.
Zoe sighed again. She’d love to spend some time alone with Vallen, Montague, and Diego Reed, but it just seemed too much like following the crowd. She wasn’t a lemming to walk off a cliff because her sisters had. Although honesty forced her to admit that her sisters both looked more like cats who’d gotten the cream, than lemmings falling off a cliff.
But still. She wasn’t going to be rushed into anything, not even by intensely handsome, tall, muscular men, with military short black hair, and rich dark chocolate-brown eyes.
And now, on a women’s shower day, with forty women to be showered, and a hot midday meal to prepare for one hundred twenty people, they had an eclectic collection of other foods that needed to be cooked and preserved to be used either today or soon. Fortunately her mom was a genius at throwing random ingredients together and turning them into delicious meals.
Plus someone had to help the café owners. Likely Vallen would be with them to fill in any paperwork needed to claim the insurance. He’d sounded very definite about that. But Zoe felt sure there’d be dozens of other tasks to be done that she knew nothing about, and the owners were completely shattered. George was so pale, almost gray-looking in his face, that she’d been really worried about him, and Dorrie had cried herself into such a state she was almost hysterical.
I hope Maia and Leah are both at home this morning. We’re going to need all the extra help we can get.
The panthers ran a reclamation business which sounded dodgy to Zoe, but they were used by the police and government so they must be legal. She knew they rather jokingly called themselves The Cat Burglars, which was a play on their panther abilities as well as the fact that sometimes they sole things back from people who’d already stolen them. Like the man who’d taken her father’s stamp albums and never given her father the money for them. Fortunately Leah and her three men had managed to sort that out and the money had helped the family enormously.
Leah had insisted some of it be used to pay all their bills, so her father couldn’t just give it away, which was a tendency he had. He was so kindhearted, and felt so deeply for the poor and downtrodden. But sometimes paying the electricity account was just as important as helping another homeless person.
Zoe parked her car in the church parking lot, and Diego pulled up beside her. Two of Leah’s mates were waiting in the lot, so that meant Leah was here which was great news. Saxon and Hardy Stewart had been leaning against a tree. Now they came across to her car and Saxon asked, “Do you need us? There was some garbled message about extra food to collect.”
Zoe waved at the backseat of her car, which was piled high with boxes of food, and popped the trunk which was also filled with boxes.
Hardy grinned. “It’s nice to be needed,” he said piling three boxes into Saxon’s arms, before picking up two and stacking them so he could lift them both himself.
Diego walked past her carrying the bread. “Don’t try to carry that stuff yourself. We’ll be back in a minute to get it for you.”
Zoe nodded. Her mom would have to look at the items and decide the best way to save as much as possible of the food, so there was no immediate rush to get inside. Leah would be able to start work on the bread while that happened.
Zoe stretched her back. The ice cream wouldn’t be too nice right now, but the milk should be all right as long as they used it today. Maybe they could make some kind of bread pudding for the people. They seldom had a real dessert to eat and when they got one they were always so grateful.
Even when everything was taken into the large kitchen and her mom was oo-ing and ahh-ing over the supplies, Zoe found herself thinking about Vallen, Montague, and Diego. Three kind, handsome men. The time had come for her to decide whether or not to tell them to go away from her and stay away, or whether she should accept their company and go on a date with them as they so clearly wanted her to do.
They’d been really helpful today. Without a crowd of people this food wouldn’t be able to be saved. Maybe it wasn’t just coincidence. Maybe it was meant to be. Maybe she should think about letting them get closer to her.
Where else would I find handsome men who want to help? Handsome men who like me. It’s not going to happen ever again. I should jump at them before they get tired of waiting for me. Three men. Three men! If they ask me again I’ll say yes.
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